The man’s voice is low, filled with satisfied joy and contentnt, making it sound incredibly sensual.
As he spoke, Yun Qiqi could feel his chest lightly vibrating.
From her angle, she could see his Adam’s apple subtly tremble, carrying a deadly allure.
Yan Yan adored the way she looked lost because of him, his lips curled up, and he leaned forward to peck her small mouth.
In a low voice, he asked her, "Do you like it?"
The young girl’s eyelashes fluttered twice, and she finally snapped back to reality because of his words.
Realizing what the man had just done to her, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped him.
With a crisp "slap," the sound of the slap echoed in the tearoom, sounding particularly abrupt.
Her small hand landed on the man’s impeccably perfect face, soon leaving a faint red mark.
Yan Yan’s cheek turned to one side, and he was stunned for a while before turning back to look at her.
His slightly wicked phoenix eyes gradually darkened, and his hands around her waist tightened.
Yun Qiqi regretted after hitting him, her small hand froze awkwardly in mid-air under his gaze, and a hint of guilt flashed across her face.
"I..." she whispered a defense, "I didn’t an to."
After a pause, she thought of sothing and beca a little more justified, "It’s... it’s your own fault."
However, after saying this, she still didn’t dare to look at him, and shifted her gaze downward to stare at her toes.
She had acted entirely on reflex just now.
She didn’t an to hit him, she just thought he was a bit... shaless earlier.
He must be very angry, anyone would be angry after being slapped.
Judging by his identity, he’s undoubtedly soone amazing, surely no one has dared to hit him.
Anyway, at worst, she’d just get fired.
Yun Qiqi had prepared for him to explode in anger, but after a while, she only heard a light laugh above her head.
She paused for a mont, then looked up.
She saw the man’s extraordinarily handso thin lips curving slightly, with a mischievous and joyful smile, showing no sign of anger.
On the contrary, he leaned over again and kissed her face affectionately.
Yun Qiqi, on the other hand, was a bit caught off guard, glanced at his expression, and softly asked, "Yan Yan."
"Hmm?"
She cautiously asked in a soft voice, "You’re... not angry?"
Yan Yan looked down at her blushing little face, a shimring light in his eyes.
They were almost nose-to-nose, his voice lazily asked in return, "Angry about what?"
Just now, he was a bit surprised, realizing that the little kitten he raised could bite too.
So he was just a bit stunned for a mont.
He reached over to grab her small hand that had slapped him and gently squeezed it, his low, hoarse voice still carrying a lazy smile, sounding so pleasing that it could lt hearts:
"I’m not that petty, it’s just a slap, if you like hitting , then go ahead."
Yun Qiqi’s eyelashes quivered as she looked at him with so surprise.
He... really didn’t mind?
Before she could react, the man’s stunningly handso face moved closer again: "Little Gua..." His soft voice carried a hint of coaxing, "Kiss again, okay?"
Before waiting for her to nod, his lips were already on hers, blocking all her thoughts.
The sweet, honey-like sensation ca again, and in Yan Yan’s mind, there was only one thought:
If getting slapped could let him kiss her a few more tis, he wouldn’t mind going to work with a pig’s head face every day.
Even if his face swelled beyond recognition, he’d still pin her against the wall and kiss her hundreds of tis.
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