Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

"Anyway, reaction???" Jasmine froze there, blinking, blinking again.

It took a long time to digest what he said: "You rascal...cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!!!"

Jasmine really wasn't coughing to scare him right now.

It's all because she chewed too much popcorn to cover up her embarrassment just now, and the dried ones got stuck in her throat. There were many finely divided powders, which couldn't go up or down.

Coupled with being gasped again by him, at this moment she blushed, clutched her throat, and coughed so loudly that she almost coughed out her lungs.

Huo Ziming looked at her like this, frowned, continued to wrap his arms around her waist with one hand, and kneaded his other big palm into a fist, patted and rubbed her back gently, and nodded: "Oh, you This little fool, why are you so excited... I'll give you Shun Shun... Take a deep breath, one, two, three... Now, are you feeling better?"

Fortunately, it was better, but Jasmine didn't want to show it, it was all his fault!

He was like a demon possessed today. He said so many words about eating her tofu, which frightened her little heart. That's why she choked. She wanted to let him know that she was not so casual and easy to fool!

"No...cough cough cough cough cough!!!" Jasmine coughed loudly again, the coughing made the ground tremble, although most of them were fake.

"Oh, you little thing, I really can't do anything about you." Huo Ziming stood up and carefully placed her on the sofa, "Swallow some saliva first, I'll go buy you some water."

"Man, how can I still drool! Cough cough cough cough!"

"Why not?" Huo Ziming had already stood up, his handsome face puzzled.

"Because, because you have eaten up all the saliva of her! Cough, cough, cough!" Jasmine spoke a long paragraph carelessly and fluently, and then, fearing that Young Master Huo would expose her, she hurriedly coughed desperately again.

"That's right." Huo Ziming rolled his eyes and smiled.

This smile is a bit ghostly.

But it was so crystal clear, as if there were little fish in the smile.

Then he said, "Then I'll get you two big buckets of water."

"Don't need so much, cough cough cough cough!"

"Of course." Someone's smile became darker and more ambiguous, "I'll stock up for you later...that, drool."

When he talked about drooling, his cheeks were slightly red, and it all fell into Jasmine's eyes.

It turns out that he would be shy too...

Huo Ziming got up to leave, and when he was about to reach the entrance of the theater, he was suddenly stunned...

He walked out like this...

Is it bad?

Because, he can feel...a certain change in his body...hot, restless...

He coughed dryly, pulled his shirt down as much as he could, and then said to himself a long period of calming words, and he almost finished reciting Buddhist scriptures. He felt better, and then walked out.

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Jasmine sat quietly in the theater alone, absent-minded.

She was really afraid that he would not come back...

Everything today seems to be a gift from God to her.

Could it be a dream?

Fortunately, she didn't worry too much.

Huo Ziming came back soon, and Jasmine was frightened when she saw it. He carried a huge plastic bag. . . . . . .