"It turns out that this flower also has a meaning. My cousin has taught me a lot of knowledge." The smile on Jiang Ruoying's face was a bit forced.
"It's just a joke. I have to go back to the house to make tea for my husband. I'm going back first." Xiahou Xiyue smiled, picked up the flower basket, and left proudly and confidently.
Jiang Ruoying looked at her leaving figure, slowly stretched out her hand to take off the camellia on her head, held it in her hand, and crushed it into pieces. She was clearly using the flowers to ridicule her. She was not cute enough, humble enough, or cautious enough. Originally, she was not
I thought she was a weak woman, but now it seems she underestimated her too much.
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Xiahou Xiyue made a pot of scented tea with freshly picked flowers and brought it to the study. Duanmu Xiu was on the phone with Ling Shaotian in the study to discuss work matters. When he saw her coming in, he raised his head and smiled at her, waving her over.
Xiahou Xiyue smiled silently, walked over lightly, and put the teapot on his table. Just as she was about to help him pour it into the cup, Duanmu Xiu unexpectedly reached out and hooked her waist, pulling her back.
He let her sit on his lap, then bent his head into the crook of her neck, smelling the charming body fragrance emanating from her body.
"Honey, you're still working, be serious." His lips made her skin a little itchy. Xiahou Xiyue reached out and pushed his head, lowering her voice and saying.
"Shh." Duanmu Xiu moved his lips to her ears, exhaling an ambiguous and seductive breath.
"President, are you busy with anything else?" Ling Shaotian asked a little doubtfully on the other side of the phone.
Xiahou Xiyue, who originally wanted to struggle, quickly calmed down when she heard Ling Shaotian's voice.
"It's okay, you continue talking." Duanmu Xiu saw that she had stopped moving, and a satisfied evil smile appeared on his lips, sliding down to her lips, as if he was tasting a delicious delicacy but was reluctant to swallow it in one bite.
, savor it carefully and suck it in.
"Yes." Ling Shaotian continued to report on the other end of the phone.
This guy must have done it on purpose. His microphone was so close that as long as she said something, Ling Shaotian could hear it. Xiahou Xiyue narrowed her eyes, and then suddenly spoke back to his lips with a hint of revenge.
After biting it, the faint smell of blood immediately spread between her lips and teeth, and she was stunned for a moment.
Duanmu Xiu made a dull sound, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the wound on his lip that was bitten by her sharp teeth. He couldn't believe that she actually bit it so hard.
"I...I didn't mean to..." Seeing the traces of blood oozing from his lips, she suddenly felt at a loss. Then she pushed his hand away forcefully, and when he was caught off guard, she quickly moved towards him.
Run outside.
"Wife...damn it, Shaotian, I'll call you later." Duanmu Xiu hung up the phone and immediately chased her out worriedly.
Xiahou Xiyue ran back to the room and immediately locked the door. She came to the dressing table and reached out to touch the dried blood on her lips. She suddenly felt at a loss. She really just wanted to bite him with very little effort.
Why could he bite his lip with such little effort? Could it be because of her ability? She was suddenly a little afraid of her own ability.
"Honey, open the door and let me in." Duanmu Xiu knocked on the door, a worried look on Jun's face. The look in her eyes when she left just now made him feel inexplicably uneasy.
