Fast time travel: Tea-type beauties flirt with crazy paranoid bosses

She shook her feet, her face full of satisfaction.

"Isn't Her Royal Highness unwell? How can you be so leisurely?"

When Chi Yao heard Su Ziqing's familiar voice, her shaking body froze instantly, and the smile on her face disappeared. She turned her head in disbelief and looked at the source of the voice.

Su Ziqing was wearing Buddhist attire, but his posture was sitting on the wall tiles, with one foot half-stretched aside, and one hand casually resting on the bent knee, turning the beads one after another, with eyes full of A trace of evil spirit and unruly flair blended with his coldness, but don't add a bit of ruffian.

"Hiss, why would someone run away after flirting and be irresponsible?"

He frowned slightly, and then said to himself as if he had suddenly realized: "So it's Her Royal Highness~"

The elongated ending sound carried a hint of ambiguous tenderness, and fell in the ears of the person on the swing.

Chi Yao secretly put down the pastry in her hand, wiped the residue in her hand quietly, and ran into the room when she saw the opportunity.

Suddenly, there was a shadow in front of her eyes, and a figure fell in front of her, blocking her movements.

Chi Yao turned around silently, moving her body little by little, but she didn't want to be grabbed by the wrist by the person behind her.

Su Ziqing's slightly rough palms rubbed her delicate skin, imprisoned her slender wrists effortlessly, and whispered softly in her ears with an inexplicable low hoarse voice.

"Your Highness, where do you... want to go?"

The deep voice plucked at her heartstrings, making her heart beat faster. She tried hard to control the heartbeat, trying to calm herself down.

"I... I just want to..."

She looked around at everything around her, with erratic eyes, stuttering and thinking of lame excuses, and when she saw the plate of pastries, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"I want to eat that pastry! Yes! I don't have enough pastries, so I'll go in and get some!"

Su Ziqing's brows and eyes were tinged with a smile because of his unreasonable and strong appearance, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay, the poor monk thinks that the plate quantity is not bad, how about... Let the poor monk serve His Royal Highness. "

"what?!"

Before Chi Yao agreed, Su Ziqing grabbed her wrist by the time she realized it, pulled her to the swing, and pushed her on it.

Her slightly parted red lips just gave Su Ziqing a chance to feed. He looked at her with attachment in his eyes, and passed the pastry to her mouth, saying with a hint of pampering.

"Try it."

This anti-client attitude made Chi Yao stunned for a moment, she opened her mouth in confusion, and asked him to feed herself a piece.

Su Ziqing looked at her ignorant eyes, but he didn't see the cunning when he was teasing him just now. Now he is like a harmless rabbit, looking pitifully and innocently at the person in front of him.

Su Ziqing, who was about to stop, suddenly remembered her presumptuous remarks just now, couldn't help but smirked, and used his fingertips to tickle her off the dregs that had just been fed, and then...

Put this residue on his thin and cool lips, and use his softness to roll the residue away from his mouth.

Seeing the erotic movements, Chi Yao couldn't help but blush, her slightly moist eyes were looking in his direction, and the clarity in his eyes made him unable to help but gently put his fingertips on her lower lip, rubbing it back and forth. There was an inexplicable sense of oppression in the action.

It made her dare not look up at him, only dared to lower her eyes.