Chapter 796 : You are chasing me, why should I kiss you?
"Xiaorou said, we can have a candlelight dinner without anyone interrupting." His voice was unclear, and his lips continued to invade her body, gradually kissing her collarbone.
Both of them were sitting on the open-air balcony, and they would be seen from a distance, or on the balcony of the community opposite. Han Yixing's face started to heat up, and he just pushed away his hands tied around his waist.
"Meng Beichen, don't push yourself too far!"
"Not even a kiss," he frowned dissatisfied, pressed his lips to the corners of her lips, and whispered softly: "Xing'er, don't you even miss me?"
"You are right in front of me, what do you think? Come on, let go. Since Xiaorou won't eat the food you cooked, I will reluctantly try it first."[
"Yes, but you are in my arms and I still miss you so much."
"You're so stupid, can't you get up?"
"Kiss me and I'll let you go." He made conditions to her, not wanting to let her go.
"Never, definitely not!" Someone shook his head firmly.
Someone itched her teeth and wanted to bite her, "Why?"
"Because, this is a matter of principle. You are chasing me, why should I kiss you?" While he was stunned, she broke away from his hand, jumped down, and ran towards the kitchen.
Meng Beichen was extremely helpless, his arms were empty, and he felt a little dissatisfied.
But it was rare that they were alone all day, so they followed her into the kitchen and laid out a large table of dishes.
"Are you sure you want to have dinner now?" Judging from the weather, it's still early.
"What does that have to do with it? Or are you afraid that what you cook will not taste good?" Han Yixing only ate a small bowl of dumplings for lunch and was already hungry. He sat down without even looking at the time.
Meng Beichen walked around the living room before asking, "Are there any candles?"
Han Yixing almost spit on his rice, but he dared to say it seriously, "Hey, what are you doing for a candlelight dinner? Do you want to come and eat?"
He shrugged, stopped looking for it, and sat down opposite her. Every time he tasted a dish, a touch of surprise appeared on his face. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiaofan Tong, is the food I cook delicious?"
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"I have to make do with it." Han Yixing didn't tell the truth. In fact, it was really delicious. She was a little confused. Is this the first time for this person to cook? It seemed to be more delicious than what she cooked.