Yan Mubei snorted coldly before turning his terrifying gaze away.
I opened the food box she brought and found that it contained some light tea and rice.
When I saw the color and mercy, I knew that this was not the work of the chef of the Yan family.
"What did you do?" He raised his eyes and glanced at her, reached out to pick up the chopsticks.
"Um."
"It's unpalatable." He glared at her again.
“….”
After hearing Deng Liang say that he hadn't eaten anything in the past two days, she guessed that Mr. Yan usually had good food and clothing and was squatting in the cell, so he naturally had a bad mood and lost appetite.
So he made a few light side dishes for him, changed his taste, and let him eat it so that his anger would be reduced.
Unexpectedly, this guy's anger continued to soar.
Looking at Yan Mubei who said it was unpalatable and swept all the food, Lin Qianqian said she was speechless.
Is this delicious or unpalatable?
She stood up, walked to him, picked up another thermos and unscrewed the lid.
The lid is a ready-made small bowl that pours the soup out of the bottle.
The sweet and moist carrot and pork rib soup has a few wisps of light white smoke.
This is summer, and this is another prison cell. Although it is a good location for warm spring and cool summer, it is inevitable that there is a little heat.
Pour out the soup so that it cools down before drinking.
Lin Qianqian's eyes couldn't help but fall on his face. The extremely handsome face, because of her extremely short-cut hair, was unobstructed.
A handsome man is a handsome man, and there is no need to dress up with bangs to highlight his perfection.
This man gives people a domineering and wild beauty all the time.
She thought that even if his facial features were not so beautiful, just with his personal charm, he would be a bad handsome man who would harm the country and the people.
She was a little fascinated by his sight, and even Yan Mubei looked up at her without even notice.
Then suddenly, he reached out and pulled her into his legs.
Lin Qianqian woke up and pushed him: "What are you doing?"
He looked embarrassed and looked at the iron cage door at the same time, afraid that the police would come over to see him now.
"Don't move, let me hug." He tightened his arms and trapped her in his arms.
Taking a deep breath, burying handsome face in her hair, muttering to herself: "I've worn too much clothes."
Lin Qianqian's mouth twitched: "…."
I felt a man's heartbeat sound coming from behind, and the burning body temperature that belonged to him through his clothes.
The man's body was strong and powerful, and he was so tightly wrapped around him, which was actually quite comfortable.
The place where he buried his head, a feeling of dampness and heat came from, like a little snake crawling in his neck, itchy and numb.
"Yan Mubei." She called him softly.
"Um?"
"You didn't seem to wipe your mouth."
"……Shut up."
"ah……."
It turned out that the man who licked her neck suddenly opened his mouth and bit her.
Lin Qianqian turned her head in pain, stroked her neck, and glared: "Yan Mubei, you are a dog."
He bit her dog at any time.
The man raised his head slightly, licked his red lips lightly, and looked at her with such a terrifying and evil look.
Once you lick it, you will feel endless aftertaste.
His expression was too corrupt and scary, which made the angry Lin Qianqian blush.
Unexpectedly, she opened her mouth and scolded: "Nervous..."
Suddenly, he lowered his head, bit her lips hard, and sucked.
I don't remember how long it took for me to kiss her. The sweet smell made him crazy.
This is definitely not a simple shallow kiss, but a deep kiss that sucked her soul out.