More than tempted for you

Chapter 1024 Ah Bai, Hey Me

Xiaobai opened the thermos cup and poured some porridge into a small bowl. She held the bowl in one hand and took Yemo to the side sofa with the other, dragged him to sit down, and looked at him: "The porridge I made is very glutinous. , you drink a little more, or your stomach will be uncomfortable, huh?"

Yemo dragged her to sit on his lap: "Hey me..."

Xiaobai smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Ye still treats himself as a young master in front of me, how can I do that?"

Yemo looked painful: "If you don't feed me, I won't eat."

"I can't do anything about you, open your mouth, young master..."

Yemo slowly opened his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, his expression became more painful. He had just taken a bite, and he almost spit out the porridge in pain. Xiao Bai: "Is Ah Bai going to burn me to death?"

Xiao Bai took a sip, ate it, and then looked at him: "I don't think it's hot."

Ye Mo's eyes darkened: "My jaw still hurts, it's different from yours."

Xiao Bai scooped up a spoon and blew it, then brought it to his mouth, and then asked, "Master, is the temperature satisfactory?"

The man really looked like a young master, reluctantly nodded: "It's fine."

Xiaobai snorted lightly: "You're quite picky, if you're picky, eat it yourself!"

Yemo tightened his hands and brought her in front of his eyes: "You don't want to."

Xiaobai chuckled: "Master Ye is good at everything, but this narcissistic problem needs to be corrected. Who gave you confidence?"

Yemo reluctantly took another bite, then dragged his cheeks and said, "I won't eat."

Xiaobai looked at the half bowl of porridge left in the bowl, sighed and shook his head: "Can't you eat it?"

Yemo moaned, "The smell of blood is too strong in my mouth, it's disgusting."

Xiaobai didn't force him, and ate all the porridge left in the thermos. She ate it with relish, Yemo looked envious, put his finger on her waist, and said vaguely: "My Abai eats it. I can sleep soundly, I am really envious."

Xiaobai sat on his lap, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, don't think about intrigue and intrigue all day long. Make sure you eat delicious food. People, just don't think too much. That's how you live longer, you know?" ?”

Yemo's big hand came to her back, with a painful expression on his face: "I can't help myself, there's nothing I can do."

Xiaobai snorted lightly: "Yemo, you are just making excuses. In the final analysis, you are too greedy. You really are too greedy."

The smell of blood filled Yemo's mouth, his stomach was rumbling with hunger, and he felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to kiss the person in his arms, but he was afraid that she would not be able to bear the stimulation of the smell of blood, so he resisted the urge.

"If you drop your umbrella now, four or five men will come up to pick it up for you. The more popular you are, the greater my sense of crisis. How can I not think too much about it? I am worried, too worried .”

Xiaobai hastily drank a bowl of porridge, threw the bowl aside, and glanced at Yemo: "Mr. Ye knows my whereabouts too well? I really don't have any freedom at all, right? Did I go?" Do you know how many times you go to the bathroom?"

The light wind blows the curtains, and the wind in late spring seems to have an ambiguous and throbbing atmosphere. Yemo finally has a smile on his face, and he looks at the person in front of him burningly: "If Pei Yi knows this, I'm going to gouge out his eyes."

Xiaobai caressed his sexy chin, and snorted softly: "Pei Yi follows you, there is no credit but hard work. If you treat your subordinates like this, aren't you afraid that they will all rebel?"

(End of this chapter)