The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

The night is already deep.

A bright moon hangs high in the sky, and tiny bits of bright white moonlight shine in through the glass window sill.

On the sofa, the distinguished man sat elegantly like an emperor. He touched his chin with one hand, but his eyes were fixed on a woman who was busy in the kitchen. A tenderness that I can't even detect.

Seeing that she had been inside for a long time and hadn't come out, Huo Junyao frowned slightly and said coolly: It's been so long and it hasn't been done yet?

Soon!

Song Qianying pursed her lips in response.

She felt that she really owed him a debt in her previous life. She couldn't even sleep in the middle of the night. After taking a bath, the tyrant started talking to her. She was stunned for a long time and didn't come back to her senses. In the end, he finally had time to talk about him. When I'm hungry, let her cook a midnight snack...

Oh, I really convinced him!

She originally wanted to refuse, but she knew that this person had a way to make her obedient. Anyway, in the end, she was so spineless, she still gave him food half-heartedly.

After searching the entire kitchen, they only found a pack of instant noodles, a pack of vacuum-packed vegetables, and a few eggs, so Song Qianying had no choice but to make some for him.

Seeing that the noodles in the pot were almost ready, she turned off the gas, then picked up a large bowl, filled it, and took it out carefully.

Here, your noodles.

Putting the bowl on the coffee table in front of him, Song Qianying turned around and wanted to leave, but his wrist was grabbed by him, Where are you going?

Wash the pot!

She replied angrily.

Eat with me before you go.

He suddenly pulled her hard and pulled her into his arms.

Song Qianying let out a low voice without warning, and her petite body fell onto his lap. She seemed to have been hit by something, and her face suddenly turned red.

She struggled to remember, but the man held her waist domineeringly, and a magnetic voice faintly sounded in her ears: How do I know if you have poisoned me?

Then don't eat it!

If she wanted to poison her, she would have done it as early as noon, why should she wait until now?

When I think about the meal that I worked so hard to prepare, he and another woman finally come together, I feel so angry that I feel so uncomfortable to hold it in.

Thinking of this, Song Qianying clenched her small hands tightly into fists, trying her best to resist the urge to punch him.

The man narrowed his stern eyes and glanced at her angry little face, but the big hand on her waist was constantly stroking her delicate skin through the fabric of her clothes.

The slightly calloused palm seemed to be carrying electricity, penetrating into the depths of her soul.

Song Qianying winced slightly and subconsciously wanted to open his hand, but then heard him say: You eat first!

What, she eats first?

What does it mean?

Song Qianying couldn't help but twist her neck to look at him.

Huo Junyao suddenly moved his big hands from her waist, picked up the chopsticks placed on top of the big bowl, handed them to her, Eat all the vegetables.

...

Do you think this guy used her as a vegetable picker?

Oh, no, he is also a drug tester!

Song Qianying felt sulky in her heart, but she knew that she couldn't refute him, and she seemed to be a little hungry, so she ate all the vegetables in two and a half seconds, then puffed her cheeks and glared at him: I'm relieved now. Bar?

-End of this chapter-