The charming goddess chef

Chapter 212 Missing Baimei's Smell 12
Duanmu Zheyi Zheng, this voice?This voice is indeed not Baimei!Could it be that Baimei pretended to be on purpose?
No!There is no reason for his Baimei to deny him even though he is close at hand!There is no reason!He was so close to her that he could even feel her breathing. If it was really Bai Mei, how could she have the heart to deny him?

She calls herself concubine?Could it be Xing Hao's concubine?
Although it is said that female relatives are never allowed on the battlefield, it is not impossible for Xing Hao to ask to bring a beloved concubine by his side after years of fighting abroad!Does the naked woman in front of him belong to Xing Hao, not Duanmu Zhe?

No matter what, he is unwilling to believe it, unless he sees her face, he is willing to give up.

"No, you must lift the cloth so that I can see your face clearly, otherwise, I will never leave!"

"You, you are so brave. After looking at this concubine's body, you dare to expect to see her face! See if I don't find someone to clean you up!" Qiao Baimei hoped so much to scare Duanmuzhe away.

But even if he is the majestic king of a country in the enemy's camp, how can he allow her to scare her away with just a few words!
This is how to do?If the long cloth is lifted, he will recognize her and take her away. What reason does she have to stay in Beiji?
"Forgive me for taking the liberty!" Duanmu Zhe said, no longer caring about whether a man and a woman are giving or receiving lightly, and stretched out one hand towards the flowered cloth.

If this woman is really his Baimei, his behavior is naturally not an exaggeration, but if not, at most he will treat it as if it never happened, even if this woman's body is full of temptation for him, he can still treat it as if it never happened!

He held the corner of the flower cloth tremblingly. He could feel that the woman in front of him seemed to be more nervous than him. Was she covering her face with the flower cloth so hard that she was afraid that he would see her face?
He even looked at her body, why did she care so much about that face?Unless she is someone he is familiar with, someone he misses day and night but doesn't want to recognize him.

"It's you? Right?"

The woman didn't respond, she seemed to be choking up?
Duanmuzhe's heartbeat began to speed up, and he seemed to be completely sure of the identity of the person in front of him, and wanted to use brute force to lift off the woman's long cloth.

But at this moment, noisy footsteps came from outside the door. It sounded like at least seven or eight people were walking at the same time.

(End of this chapter)