Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

When she got up in the morning, she was dragged and rolled on the bed by Shangguan Rui for two hours, and after the episode just now, she was already hungry.

Shangguan Rui dialed the internal line, urged the waiters to act quickly, and asked them to prepare a pen.

"What do you want a pen for?" Sikong Lingge was puzzled, not understanding what Shangguan Rui meant by this move.

What's more, there is a pen in the room.

Why did Shangguan Rui go to such lengths and ask the waiter to deliver it again?

Shangguan Rui glanced at Sikong Lingge, but did not speak.

Just after leaving the restaurant, Sikong Lingge felt a little guilty towards Shangguan Rui, so he didn't ask any more questions——

If she hadn't run out alone, she wouldn't have met that nervous foreign man.

Furthermore, Shangguan Rui is not a person who does things without rules.

Since he especially asked the waiter to hold the pen, it must have his purpose.

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Soon, the waiter brought the meals and what Shangguan Rui asked for.

Sikong Lingge settled down the little guy before sitting down to eat breakfast.

Four and ten minutes later, the two finished their meal.

Shangguan Rui asked the waiter to pack up the things.

Leaning back on the sofa with a lazy expression, he hooked his left index finger towards Sikong Lingge.

With his right hand, he was playing with the pen that the waiter had just delivered.

Although Sikong Lingge was a bit inexplicable, he still leaned over.

After taking a closer look, he discovered that what Shangguan Rui asked Fu Shengsheng to send was a medical marker, specially designed for marking on the skin.

At the same time, iodophor and alcohol were also delivered.

Sikong Lingge looks more and more inexplicable——

He asked the waiter to get these things, what exactly was he trying to do?

"Shangguan Rui?"

"You're not allergic to gentian violet solution, are you?" Shangguan Rui didn't answer her question and asked directly.

Sikong Lingge shook his head, "No."

"It's fine if you don't have one." Shangguan Rui nodded, pointed to his thigh, and signaled her to lie down.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Sikong Lingge felt more and more that Shangguan Rui was strange.

But she couldn't guess what Shangguan Rui wanted to do.

Shangguan Rui slightly hooked his lips, but did not speak.

Raise Sikong Lingge's jaw, and look around.

Then, he took apart the medical marker and approached Sikong Lingge's face.

Sikong Linge was taken aback, and quickly sat up, "Shangguan Rui, what are you doing?"

This man actually wanted to paint on her face!

Fortunately, she flashed fast just now, otherwise she would have been painted on her face.

"Lie down." After being escaped by Sikong Lingge, Shangguan Rui's expression darkened and he became unhappy.

"Tell me first, what do you want to do?" Sikong Lingge dodged to the corner, refusing to give in.

"Come here and lie down, don't make me repeat it a third time." Shangguan Rui said patiently.

"Tell me first, what exactly do you want to do?"

"You'll know when it's finished."

"..."

"hurry up!"

"..."

"Sikong listens to the song."

"..."

Sikong Lingge really didn't want to go there.

But when he thought about what happened in the restaurant just now, he thought, Shangguan Rui guessed that his anger was still there, and wanted to take it out on her.

So, he had no choice but to walk over slowly and lie down obediently on Shangguan Rui's lap.

Seeing her obedient, Shangguan Rui was finally satisfied, swiped his brush, and began to paint on Sikong Linge's face.