Play a coquettish in the palm of the boss

Chapter 880 24 Hour Surveillance (9)

At this moment, Yan Sijue's scolding voice unexpectedly couldn't hide a helpless sigh.

Afterwards, he took off his coat casually, and a black shirt made his face even more charming and charming, but the cuffs were slightly rolled up, distorting a bit of the gentleness of a family man.

Ye Xingtong blinked, took a peek at him cautiously, and said with a puckered mouth, "Hmph, I even said no, it's because you don't believe me! When you're at home, the cook is either you or Xiao En. How can such a hard work get me!"

"Xiao En?"

"Well, our son is very good. Do you have any impression?"

"do not remember!"

Yan Sijue closed his evil eyes lazily, walked to the kitchen table with the dishes, and started to prepare.

At this time, Ye Xingtong didn't notice that Yan Sijue's answer was "don't remember" instead of "don't believe it". After a pause, she nodded slightly disappointed.

"Well, since you cook, then I don't care!"

"Ok!"

Yan Si never looked back, his eyes were lowered, so he couldn't see what was going on behind him.

He thought Ye Xingtong would leave to rest for a while, but his waist tightened unexpectedly, and he looked down, and it was indeed her pair of small hands.

"Jue, you cook, I'll be right here with you!"

Ye Xingtong rested her beautiful chin on his back, turned her face sideways, and stroked his thin shirt lightly with her breath.

At this moment, I inadvertently stroked a few tingling illusions.

Yan Sijue's back stiffened slightly, he closed his eyes suddenly, took a deep breath, and didn't refuse or respond.

He thought, as long as this woman stays in peace, it shouldn't affect too much.

However, he obviously underestimated Ye Xingtong.

Even though he tried his best to let himself ignore it, he couldn't really ignore the touch of the woman's handwriting on the back with her fingers.

She seems to be writing... "Absolutely?"

At this moment, Yan Si absolutely couldn't see Ye Xingtong's expression clearly, but his heart suffocated inexplicably.

Why did this woman give him such a sad breath?
"Ye Xingtong!"

"Ok?"

Hearing him call him suddenly, Ye Xingtong, who was concentrating on writing, was taken aback, and immediately leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Did I disturb you? Then I won't write."

As she said that, she withdrew her fingers, but did not retract her arms around his waist.

The height difference between each other formed the fact that Ye Xingtong embraced Yan Sijue behind him at this moment, which was a gesture of extreme dependence.

Her heart, through the heartbeat, is deeply overflowing with a kind of nostalgia.

"Cough... Ye Xingtong, come and help!"

Suddenly, Yan Sijue hurriedly interrupted his throbbing mood, reached out and patted her little hand wrapped around her waist.

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xingtong nodded with a smile.

The next second, she let go of her hands, but suddenly lowered her body and slipped into Yan Sijue's arms.

The back was pressed against his chest, and the breath intertwined instantly, forming an illusion of him hugging her from behind.

"you……"

Yan Sijue froze suddenly, and immediately wanted to withdraw his hands.

Ye Xingtong suddenly opened his eyes wide, held his wrist without thinking, looked back, and gave him a very suggestive look, "Don't move, if you maintain this posture, I will remain obedient and obedient, okay? Otherwise, I will Just mess with one and show you!"

"Heh, are you threatening me?"

Hearing this, Yan Sijue chuckled inadvertently, stopped for a moment in the movement of wanting to evacuate, and then resumed to continue.

(End of this chapter)