President, spoil your wife, please exercise restraint

Chapter 701 Am I immune to all poisons?

Chapter 711 Am I immune to all poisons?

Could you please stop saying provocative words so suddenly?

Lin blushed and looked at Aunt Qi who was busy making dinner in the kitchen, glared at him, but still stuffed the biscuit in her hand into his mouth.

While muttering: "Eat, eat, I'll poison you to death!"

Hanlin Jun held the small piece of biscuit in his lips without biting it. He looked at her from a close distance and asked slowly, "Is it poisonous? Did Auntie put the poison?"

It was strange. He was holding a piece of biscuit in his mouth and still spoke eloquently. Lin Shame couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him, and suddenly she saw a faint fire in the deep black eyes so close to her. My heart trembled, "How... how is it possible? I just ate so much..."

Lord Hanlin lowered his eyebrows and moved his gaze from her watery eyes to her red lips, "Oh, then it's not the biscuits themselves that are poisonous, it's... your saliva is poisonous? I taste it every day, why haven't I been poisoned? Is it possible that it's not poisonous? Am I immune to all poisons?"

The heat on Lin Shame's face became even hotter, and he stammered: "...I...I just said it casually..."

"Your casual remarks are quite frequent. Let me try it again and see if it's as sweet as I remember..." The words disappeared between the lips that were attached to each other.

Lin Shame was forced to tilt her head up to accept his kiss, and the first thought that came to her mind was: It's so annoying!I kindly treat you to cookies, but you want to eat me...

The small piece of biscuit was fed to him, and the sweet and rich fragrance of light milk spread between their lips and teeth, and quickly melted.

Lin shy swallowed the soft cookie foam unconsciously, closed her eyes tremblingly, and felt the sweet and hot kiss from the man.

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Aunt Qi was cooking braised pork, poured water down, covered the pot and prepared to simmer, "Madam, I smell the braised pork..."

When I turned around, there was no one around at the dining table. There was only a plate of cookies that had almost been eaten, sitting there alone.

Aunt Qi: "..."

Well, maybe I was asked to take a shower by Mr. Han, and I heard Mr. Han’s voice just now.

She shrugged and continued cooking.

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In the study room, two people who had just separated from each other and gasped for breath were sitting on office chairs, foreheads against each other to calm their breathing.

Lin Shame felt a little ashamed, how could he eat a few biscuits without hesitation and end up kissing the big boss in the study...

They didn't separate all the way after being brought here. I vaguely felt that the big boss hesitated at the door of the room, and finally chose this place. He was probably struggling to consider that the two of them had already "done" it two days ago. , it was not appropriate to do it again today, so I brought her here again to enjoy my oral pleasure.

She raised her eyes and saw that the fire in the man's eyes was suppressed by himself.

So disgusting...

At this moment, he was looking at her with a smile but not a smile, which made her pretty face heat up, and she hurriedly shifted her gaze to look at the desk.

There were several documents spread out on the table, which were obviously made when he came back just now. It seemed that he would be very busy tonight. "You can continue with your work. I won't disturb you anymore." He wanted to get up.

"It doesn't matter." He circled her to prevent her from getting up. He put his head on her forehead and sat like this. He took the documents on the table with one hand and shook them in front of the two of them. "You can read it this way."

He said it didn't matter, and Lin Shai let him go. Anyway, he was the one whose legs were numb after sitting for a long time. He would definitely tell him if he felt uncomfortable.

As a result, for the next half hour, he just sat holding her in his arms, reading documents quietly, and occasionally adjusting his sitting posture when he needed to sign or write or type. Every time Lin Xi thought about it, he wouldn't let her go, so she just let him. .

(End of this chapter)