Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

The two talked for a while just now, and the dumplings were already a little cold, but it didn't matter, she had eaten a lot of cold things, and a poor foreign student used to be so poor.

She was about to put the dumpling into her mouth, but Situ Chenjue stopped her with his chopsticks: "Don't, it's cold, don't eat it, it's not good for your stomach!"

He opened his mouth lightly, and then, with his chopsticks, he pulled all the remaining dumplings from Huanyan's bowl into his own bowl, that action was really crisp and neat.

Then he ordered: "Thank you mom, go and make another bowl for the young lady! It's hot!"

Xie Ma smiled like a flower: "Yes!"

Huanyan stared blankly at the handsome and steep side face of the big president, and said awkwardly: "Actually...it doesn't matter if it's cold!"

"That's okay, girls can't eat too much cold food!"

Huanyan thought to herself, you big boss has a more delicate stomach than mine, if you have something wrong with eating and have diarrhea, I can't afford it, and I will be the one who will be unlucky then!

Quickly said: "You don't eat it! It's cold anyway!"

However, Situ Chenjue smiled, picked up a chubby dumpling, and bit it down, looking at Huanyan with satisfaction, "I just love the dumplings you've eaten, why, can't you?"

With a blushing face, she wished she could find a crack in the ground and slip down.

"I'm ashamed at every turn, I'm really going back as I live." Although this dumpling is cold, it has her body temperature, and it is the best dumpling that Situ Chenjue has ever eaten...

At some point, Xie Ma took Xiaohu and disappeared into the living room unknowingly.

It's really interesting. . . .

sweat. . . . .

After eating, throwing away his chopsticks and leaving, Situ Chenjue scooped up Huanyan with his big hands, and pulled Huanyan onto the sofa, as if he was about to kiss her.

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For some reason, Huanyan became in a particularly good mood, and pushed him away with a smile: "Don't kiss me, your mouth is full of the taste of dumplings!"

"Hey, you smell like dumplings too, I didn't dislike you, you dislike me? Little dumpling, I'll peel off your skin in a while..." He didn't care so much, he pressed his lips viciously down.

Huanyan only felt itchy when he kissed her.

He seemed to be deliberately teasing her, using the slight stubble on his chin to rub against her face, her earlobe, her neck, that kind of masculine breath softened her heart unknowingly down.

He also felt her cooperation, and stretched out his big hand to her neckline disobediently.

At this moment, the sound of firecrackers suddenly sounded outside!

clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!

Oops!

It's like dubbing!

Situ Chenjue made a displeased face, got up from Huanyan, stretched out his hands to close the glass window, drew the curtains, and said bitterly: "I asked them to let it go while eating, but I didn't let him do it at this time! What a disappointment!"

"Don't be angry!" Huanyan wrinkled her nose and smiled: "It's better to let it go than not to let it go. Don't you think it really feels like Chinese New Year?"

"Yeah, it's the Chinese New Year..." Situ Chenjue's cold side face burst into a gentle, slightly grown-up smile at some point.

Seeing this, Huanyan was stunned.

What's the matter, today she always feels that she owes him a little...

These are fake.

It's all borrowed.

One day, it will all be returned...