Su Muyao heard this sentence and was directly choked.

"Cough cough..."

She gently reached out, helping Cui Liyi quickly adjust his clothing to cover his chest.

Of course, she didn’t turn her head, didn’t look, "Well, it’s daytime now, this isn’t quite appropriate."

Cui Liyi watched Su Muyao’s actions, utterly amused.

He was already like this and yet she remained unmoved.

Has his charm faded?

Or is it because of her memory loss?

But it doesn’t matter, he will definitely make her fall for him again.

"Wife, you used to like it this way, do you not like it now?"

"Besides, it’s just you and me in this courtyard, no one else."

"It’s often said that females are fickle, has the wife discarded Liyi now?"

His voice and tone were indistinguishable between male and female, like a perfume teasing the heart, making one itch with desire.

And carried a hint of grievance.

Su Muyao thought, since she’s his wife, losing memory made him uneasy, continuing like this might make him overthink.

So she explained, "Not at all."

"You can do whatever you want."

Cui Liyi curved his lips into a smile, enchanting and bewitching, "The wife is always good to Liyi."

"No other female can compare to the wife."

"Come, wife, let’s eat first."

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl again, moving grandly, making his clothing slide down once more, exposing not only his chest but even the collarbones.

"Wife, open your mouth."

Su Muyao looked at Cui Liyi’s alluring and extraordinary demeanor, observing his snow-white smooth skin and the contrast his red robe made with his silky hair, she almost had a nosebleed.

Thus, her attention was not at all on eating.

She wanted to avoid it, but there was no way to avoid it.

She didn’t know how other males in the Beast World interacted with their wives.

Nor did she know if this was the right way.

In a daze, she involuntarily opened her mouth, and Cui Liyi fed her a spoonful of porridge.

The temperature was just right, neither cold nor hot.

After feeding one spoonful, Cui Liyi extended his slender fingers to gently wipe away a bit of porridge at the corner of her mouth, rubbing back and forth.

Making Su Muyao feel even more parched.

She thought it was simply driving her crazy, she wanted to breathe some fresh air, she wanted to drink some water.

However, while Su Muyao was in a daze, Cui Liyi had already fed her several spoonfuls of porridge.

And his eyes were lingering on her, carrying an endless tenderness.

Watching her eat the food he personally made, Cui Liyi was very delighted.

At this moment, his red lips curved in a smile, with a charming allure, focused on doing one thing, portraying cold and noble unparalleled beauty.

Especially watching her mouth open and close, Cui Liyi’s gaze deepened, his throat rolling lightly.

Making him unable to resist wanting to spoil her thoroughly.

However, at this time, Cui Liyi also noticed Su Muyao frowning.

The romantic thoughts dissipated instantly, he anxiously asked, "What’s wrong, is it not tasty?"

During the time he missed her most, during the time he went crazy, he frantically learned to cook all kinds of dishes, all of her favorite flavors.

Even though he had been asleep for so long, there shouldn’t be any problem.

Su Muyao softly said, "Nothing, it’s just that it’s salty, I think sweet porridge would taste better."

Su Muyao delicately expressed her preference.

Though she had no memories, she felt that she didn’t like salty porridge, she should like sweet things, she should like sweets instead.

How could Cui Liyi not understand the meaning of these words.

Cui Liyi’s hand trembled slightly, nearly dropping the bowl, his face changed several times, turning a bit pale.

Unable to maintain his smile.

He felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles, tightly suffocating him with pain.

So she doesn’t actually like salty porridge, but sweet porridge instead.

Was it because he liked it, so she often made this porridge and drank it with him?

It turns out she had never even mentioned her own preferences before.

He hadn’t even known this small detail.

In a hoarse voice, Cui Liyi said, "Sorry, it’s my fault, I’ll go make it for you."

Speaking, Cui Liyi hastily started to busy himself.

At this moment, he even felt a desire to flee hastily.

His heart panicked severely, even more afraid she’d notice something.

His Aluo is actually very smart, even though she lost her memory, he dared not be careless.

Cui Liyi was too fast, making Su Muyao not expect him to be so overly enthusiastic.

She had only mentioned it slightly.

So he must really be her Beast Husband, otherwise, he wouldn’t care so much about her feelings, right?

"No... no need, I can eat it either way."

Su Muyao hastily reached out but failed to hold him back, accidentally tugging at his clothing.

In the pull and push, with force from one side, the sound of tearing echoed, and Cui Liyi’s clothing was directly torn apart, leaving him almost bare chested.

The key was that the clothes hung loosely, being even more revealing.

"Ah, I... I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to..."

Su Muyao hurriedly covered her face with her hands instinctively.

She hadn’t expected it to turn out like this either.

Cui Liyi looked at the broken piece of his clothing, also stunned.

He hadn’t expected it to turn out like this either.

But after the incident just now, Cui Liyi’s mood calmed down a bit.

Unlike the instant panic earlier, seeing his Aluo covering her face in a shameful, shy manner, he suddenly smiled.

As if suddenly realizing the path through the dark forest.

Being shy was good, it showed she cared about him, didn’t it?

Cui Liyi’s mood instantly brightened, his eyes slightly arched, sparkling with a shimmering allure like ripples in spring water.

His physique was the most perfect creation of the heavens and earth.

He placed the bowl on the table beside him, returned to sit beside Su Muyao, then bent down and whispered in Su Muyao’s ear, "If the wife likes it this way, there’s no need for the wife to take action, I can do it myself."

His breath brushed against Su Muyao’s ear, sparking a slight tickle, making her heart skip a beat.

Su Muyao wanted to pull away, but Cui Liyi took the opportunity to gently embrace her, pulling her into his arms.

Holding her in his arms, Cui Liyi’s aching heart finally found some comfort.

"No, I just wanted to say, there’s no need to make another porridge specifically, salty porridge is fine too."

"It’s not that much trouble."

Cui Liyi lowered his head, his soft hair cascading onto Su Muyao.

Su Muyao inhaled his scent; though pleasant, she felt like she was on the brink of suffocation.

"It’s not trouble, how could it be trouble."

"Taking care of the wife is my responsibility as a Beast Husband."

"And I like taking care of the wife."

As Cui Liyi spoke, his fingers were like a comb, gently grooming Su Muyao’s long hair.

His fingers moved through her hair, utterly delighted.

Desiring to cling to her more.

He used to not appreciate this joy, wasting so much time.

He maintained a lazy posture, yet his voice carried a seductive tenderness.

"Wife, what else do you like to eat, tell me, and I’ll make it for you."

"I can do it myself."

Su Muyao felt she should not hand over everything she could do herself to someone else.

"How could that be, I can’t bear to let the wife be tired even a little, I’ll do it."

"Whatever the wife wants to eat, I’ll feed it to you."

The word "feed," spoke by Cui Liyi, was particularly emphasized.

What he wanted to do now, his mind was full of the person in his arms.