Demon President, please don't touch me

023 Kiss the fragrant rice porridge that was bumped into, it was smooth and soft in the mouth, it seemed to be the best porridge Duanmumu had ever had, but in fact this porridge was not the best, the key was that someone personally fed this porridge into her mouth.

While drinking porridge, Duanmumu carefully looked at the man in front of him. His slender fingers had well-articulated joints, and they looked really good when he was holding the soup scoop. Moreover, his handsome face had lost its usual coldness, which made people say no. It's comfortable.

She was a hero to save the man this time, and in exchange for his tenderness, it was worth it. When Duanmumu was thinking wildly, the bowl of porridge had already bottomed out.

"Do you still drink?" Leng Anchen asked softly.

Duanmumu shook her head, watching Leng Anchen put down the bowl, she felt a little bit reluctant again, "That..."

Hearing her voice, he turned his head, and then she shook her head again, "It's okay...Thank you for feeding me porridge!"

After finishing speaking, Duanmumu bit his tongue, why did he say that, she was injured because of him, shouldn't he feed her?

Suddenly, a strong sound approached, Duanmumu raised his head in a panic, and saw Leng Anchen approaching at some point, and he was very close, so close that his lips were almost touching the tip of her nose, her expression tightened ,"you……"

Before she finished speaking, her lips became hot, and it was his finger that brushed past her, "Look!"

It turned out to be rice grains!

When Duanmumu pursed his mouth, Leng Anchen had already taken his coat, and said while putting it on, "I have something to do at the company, I'll be with you in the evening!"

"Oh!" For some reason, Duanmumu felt a little disappointed when he heard that he wanted to leave.

The sound of his footsteps sounded in the room, one sound far away, at this moment, Duanmu suddenly said, "Leng Anchen?"

Turning back, he looked at her——

"You, I... that, from now on... let's get along well, shall we?" After hesitating for a long time, she finally said it.

Leng Anchen paused slightly, then raised the corners of his pretty lips, "Okay!"

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"Don't move, it's itchy..." In her sleep, Duanmumu felt as if a caterpillar was crawling on the tip of her nose. She waved her hand to knock it off, but she couldn't do anything. She didn't open her eyes until she couldn't move her little hand anymore. .

"You?" Seeing Su Huanan, Duanmumu lost all sleepiness.

When she just woke up, her eyes were bright as if there were two puddles of water, her small mouth was pouting, and she seemed to be getting up, Su Huanan felt her throat tighten when she saw it, and her voice was hoarse, "It's me! "

His bright eyes seemed to be able to reach people's hearts. Duanmumu was flustered by him, and quickly lowered his eyelids. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Does it still hurt?" He stretched out his hand to hold her, Duanmumu retracted instinctively, but he didn't give him a chance, "Mumu, you're having a bad life, why do you force yourself?"

The entire Leng family knew about Leng Anchen and Lan Yiran's honeymoon together, and Su Huanan also heard about their marriage.

"I, I didn't." For some reason, the people who used to feel very warm were sitting face to face at this moment, which made Duanmu feel uneasy.

"You're lying," Su Huanan's voice suddenly became harsher, "You don't love him at all, and he doesn't love you either, why should we be together?"

The two dislikes that Su Huanan said were like a saw cutting through Duanmumu's heart, and the pain made her eyes wet for a moment.

"Yes, we don't love each other, but so what? At least he won't throw me away without a word, and he won't evaporate and disappear without a trace. Su Huanan, you are the least qualified to control me, you... ..." Before she finished speaking, her lips tightened, and Su Huanan kissed her.

The hot, soft kiss, with the taste in memory, made her mind go blank suddenly, and the pictures in her memory came one after another like gold and iron horses, and she even forgot to push it away until Shouts of terror resounded in the room——

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you, you continue..." Lan Yiran's voice made Duanmu's mind buzz, but it was too late to push the person in front of him away.

ps: It's not exciting, it appears at this time!