He Xizhou's expression was unnatural, still stern. The delicate woman in his arms had no rules at all, and her weight was nothing to him.
"Not coming down."
Shen Wanxing opened his mouth and took a bite on his neck. The shallow tooth mark had a wet touch. He Xizhou only felt that the feeling there was constantly amplifying, to the point where his nerves were trembling.
"Ahem..."
He covered his lips and coughed softly. He Xizhou looked seriously ill.
"Do you miss me?" Shen Wanxing pestered him more actively than before. Perhaps the appearance of Lu Chun put great pressure on her.
"No."
"Liar, you asked Lin Yuan to pick me up in person."
"Ahem...come down."
He Xizhou wanted to take off the little goblin, but she clung to him with ease. He had no choice but to carry her inside, push the documents on the desk away, and let her sit The top was just at eye level with him.
"What are you doing here?" He Xizhou distanced himself from her by a foot.
His eyebrows were indifferent, and there was a hint of tiredness in his eyes.
"Let's see if uncle has been drained by me."
She pursed her lips and smiled brightly. She was full of energy, and young people have good resilience. Shen Wanxing placed the pale pink thermos bucket in front of him and shook it, "Sichuan clams are stewed with snow pears. I asked the kitchen to stew them specially. . If I have a chance next time, I will cook it myself."
"I'm thinking of you being sick."
She sat on He Xizhou's desk and opened the thermos bucket.
The sweet smell of pears emanated, making people feel comfortable when smelling it. She took a mouthful with a small white porcelain spoon and placed it in front of He Xizhou.
"Do you want me to try the poison? Uncle, stutter and stutter."
The man in a suit looked at her, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head and took a bite. He really didn't eat much for breakfast, and a sudden cold made him very uncomfortable.
"Is it sweet?"
"Um."
"There's something sweeter, do you want to try it?"
Shen Wanxing's eyes seemed to be filled with tiny stars, looking at him brightly. She bit a piece of crystal clear pear, hugged his neck and leaned towards him. There was only a small gap between her lips. She looked at him at close range with her eyes open, her peach blossom eyes filled with ripples.
She moved forward and took the initiative to attack.
He Xizhou bit off the pear and pushed her away.
He chewed slowly, sat on the office chair, took the spoon in her hand, and drank the pear juice one sip after another.
Shen Wanxing was sitting on the desk next to him, her legs were in the air, she took off her high heels and kicked the man's thigh with her little feet.
"Are you afraid of eating my saliva? But you were the one who worked hard last night. You just don't dislike me in bed?" Shen Wanxing frowned slightly and said dissatisfiedly. There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone. She I don't know when I became so squeamish when talking to He Xizhou.
"Avoid contagion."
He drank the soup very gracefully, and his deep voice sounded even sexier and hoarse because he had a cold.
"I don't mind. I was the one who infected you. You can infect me again." She held his wrist, and while he wasn't paying attention, she slid into his arms and faced him face to face. Sitting there, she took the opportunity to kiss his lips, preventing this man from escaping.
She licked the pear juice on her lips, like a satiated cat.
"There must be a lot of rock sugar added here."
She lay lazily in his arms and yawned. She didn't sleep for long last night and was a little sleepy now.
"Go home when you feel sleepy."
"I'm here to accompany my uncle. I'm here to visit my uncle today on behalf of Chengze."
Hearing her mention He Chengze, his face darkened.
He stretched out his slender fingers to push the broken hair away from her forehead, and the red and swollen mark became much lighter.
"I'm going to the lounge to sleep." She shook her legs, "I don't have any shoes on. Uncle, please carry me over."
She was willful and he indulged her silently.
He Xizhou bent down and held up the straps of the thin high-heeled shoes with his fingers. This move was very inconsistent with his temperament, and it also had an inexplicable air of beauty. Shen Wanxing hung on him, and his hands held her up and walked to the lounge. He went and put her on the bed where she rested. The sheets and quilts were all white.
"Uncle, you are so boring."
She looked at the snow-white lounge and didn't like it very much. She planned to ask the mall to send some colorful and soft blankets.
"Stay well here."
He Xizhou didn't say anything to refute her. He was a boring person. Shen Wanxing hooked his waist and said, "You haven't told me a good dream yet."
She is really restless.
He Xizhou frowned slightly and said, "Stop making trouble, sleep here. Let Lin Yuan order food for you during lunch time, and you can leave whenever you want." He is very busy every day and needs to hold several meetings. The decision-making power is all in his hands. When He Xizhou came back from abroad, he not only had the He family in his hands, but also had many properties behind the scenes.
"Then kiss me."
She just liked to see this man's helpless look. He was so high and mighty, so she wanted to drag him down from the altar and reduce him to a mortal with seven emotions and six desires.
"Don't make trouble."
"Kiss or not."
When He Xizhou was about to leave, Shen Wanxing still grabbed his clothes and even stood up. Her back was pressed against the door of the lounge and closed with a click. She stopped in front of him like a female hooligan.
The eyebrows are smiling and the face is springy.
"Uncle, I think I'm sick. I also have skin hunger syndrome. I really want to kiss you all the time."
She dares to say anything.
He Xizhou had experienced bold provocation a long time ago.
He Xizhou pursed his thin lips tightly and looked at her. There was a restlessness in his heart. He stretched out his big palms to restrain her shoulders, kissed her red lips with his thin lips, and supported her head with both hands. On the side, Shen Wanxing was not shy either. She just hugged his waist and reluctantly raised her head to receive the man's passionate kiss.
The breath is warm and intertwined.
The cold woody fragrance on the man seduced her heart.
She seemed really sick.
She actually wanted He Xizhou from the bottom of her heart.
The temperature in the air rose. Shen Wanxing's hand touched the buttons of his shirt and was cut behind her back by the man to prevent her from acting like a monster.
"Well..."
She was almost out of breath.
Only then did Shen Wanxing realize that the man was teaching her a lesson by robbing her of oxygen so violently that she would never dare to beg for mercy again.
Her fingers scratched at the door of the lounge, but the big palms on her wrists held tightly, preventing her from having time to push him away.
He Xizhou's aura was strong and his eyes were dark.
"Uncle..." She was wrong.
It's late.
She awakens the sleeping beast.
"Cough cough...cough cough..." A deliberate coughing sound came from outside the door, as well as voices saying, "Miss Lu, our Mr. He..."
Lin Yuan stopped in front of Lu Chun.
She sensed something abnormal from Lin Yuan's secretive attitude. Was it the woman He Xizhou was hiding in the office?
"I'm here to deliver tonic soup to Azhou, why are you stopping me?"
Lu Chun was sitting in a wheelchair, with a maid behind her pushing her wheelchair.
When I opened the door to the president's office, there was no one there.
She looked towards the closed lounge door and could vaguely hear the man's muffled growl.