Xia Yanxi shook her head, "I'm not going." As she said that, she looked into the man's obsidian eyes and blinked her clear almond eyes, "Have you finished talking to the client? I came here suddenly and didn't say hello to you. Will you blame me?"
Qiao Yanli put down the documents, took off his suit jacket, held her small hand with his big hand wearing an expensive watch, sat on the sofa, and held her on his lap.
Xia Yanxi put her hands on his broad shoulders and glanced shyly at the door, fearing that someone would suddenly break in and see their intimate scene.
Qiao Yanli saw through her thoughts, his thin lips curled up slightly, and a low smile came from his throat, "No one will come in now."
Xia Yanxi pressed her face against his chest and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips when she heard his ridiculous laughter. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and she felt like she missed him so much.
Qiao Yanli looked at the obedient little woman nestled in his arms. Her white ears were lightly pink, and she could vaguely see the soft hairs. His Adam's apple rolled up and he couldn't help himself. He kissed her gently on the ear.
Xia Yanxi, who was nestled in his arms, trembled. Because she was ticklish, she rubbed her face against his chest like a kitten.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I brought you lunch." Xia Yanxi stood up from Qiao Yanli's arms. She opened the thermos and handed the spoon to his hand.
Looking at the love bento she carefully prepared, Qiao Yanli's black eyes like splashing ink were filled with smiles. While taking the spoon, his other big hand also touched her delicate and elegant little face. He leaned forward and kissed her soft and fragrant lips.
The clear and charming masculine scent hit her nostrils, and Xia Yanxi's long eyelashes trembled shyly. She half-bent her body, raised her little head, and allowed him to suck her lips and drive straight in.
Every time he kissed her deeply, she felt like she was about to be swallowed by him.
He pulled her into his arms again, and hit her slender waist with his big palm. The strength and passion radiated from his bones, as if he was about to press her down and love her hard. .
His pretty and bright cheeks were stained with a rose-like red glow from his breathing, and his heart was beating fiercely.
Her trembling eyelashes lightly brushed the skin on his face, and he let out a low sigh and slowly let go of her.
The two people's eyes intertwined, and there seemed to be an indescribable sweetness floating in the air.
Xia Yanxi put the thermos box in his hand, "Eat it quickly, or it will get cold later."
"Have you got a meal yet?"
Xia Yanxi nodded, "I ate when I came out, and now I'm not hungry at all."
While he was eating, she sat and peeked at him.
A good-looking and elegant man is like a textbook with no flaws no matter what he does.
His big hand holding the spoon had neatly manicured nails, well-defined bones, long and thin hands, and was extremely beautiful.
Maybe he noticed that she was peeking at him, and his deep eyes looked towards her. He took a spoonful of rice and put it to her lips, "Mrs. Qiao, open your mouth."
After Xia Yanxi bit her lower lip gently, she opened her mouth obediently.
Seeing two blushes slowly creeping up on her fair face, and her skin becoming more and more crystal clear and delicate, he couldn't help but free up a hand and gently pinched her hot face, "My wife, Why do you get shy so easily?"
Xia Yanxi didn't know what was going on with her. She was not shy even when acting with male actors, and was very generous. But in front of him, she would become shy and nervous when he teased her slightly.