Hey Sir, We've Divorced

Zhao Nanqiao thought he had nothing to be depressed about. Where did Zhou Yanwan see that he was depressed?

Seeing that Zhao Nanqiao ignored her, Zhou Yanwan walked directly around the other side of the table, picked up a raspberry cake on the table, dug one with a small fork and forced it to his mouth.

Zhao Nanqiao's expression changed subtly, staring at Zhou Yanwan, "what are you doing?"

Zhou Yanwan raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly, "is there anything you can't see? You said you didn't like it, but you didn't bother to do it? Then I'll do it myself? Any questions? "

Zhao Nanqiao really admired her logic and cheekiness. He said coldly, "I don't mean that."

Zhou Yanwan didn't care what Zhao Nanqiao meant. After he opened his mouth, he stuffed the small piece of cake into Zhao Nanqiao's mouth.

She smiled at Zhao Nanqiao, who was forced to eat the cake, "how does it taste?"

Sour and sweet taste, mixed with fruit and milk fragrance, permeates in the mouth, not annoying, even a little like.

Zhao Nanqiao looked at Zhou Yanwan coldly, "not much."

Zhou Yanwan dug another piece, put it directly into his mouth and tasted it carefully, "it tastes good!"

Zhao Nanqiao's pupils are tiny. She doesn't care to use a fork with him. Isn't this equal to indirect kissing?

Zhou Yanwan seemed to have guessed Zhao Nanqiao's thoughts and bent close to him, "are you thinking that we kissed indirectly?"

Zhao Nanqiao denied coldly, "no..."

The words behind him could not be said, so Zhou Yanwan directly blocked her mouth. She put the tip of her tongue with a sweet smell into his mouth and danced with him.

Zhou Yanwan kissed him impolitely, stepped back, licked his lips and smiled. "It's very sweet. It tastes better than cake."

Zhao Nanqiao, who was flirted with frivolously, "..."

Zhou Yanwan and Zhao Nanqiao have found out the rules during their time together. This serious, cold and mean man can't expect him to take the initiative to say something nice or give her a good face.

What she wants can only be won by herself.

Zhou Yanwan looked at Zhao Nanqiao coquettishly, "do you think I'm wrong?"

Zhao Nanqiao didn't say a word. He was choked by another piece of cake handed over by Zhou Yanwan. He chewed and swallowed angrily.

Zhou Yanwan finished feeding a piece of cake, picked up another piece of mango flavor, fed it to Zhao Nanqiao, and she ate it.

She ate contentedly and smiled sweetly. "I've seen it in books and movies before. When men and women fall in love, feeding each other in this way will be more delicious than the cake itself."

Zhao Nanqiao really didn't know this kind of thing, and he didn't have the illusion that little girls would do.

Zhou Yanwan said and sighed, "it's a pity that I'm feeding you. Otherwise, you try to feed me instead?"

Zhao Nanqiao did not intend to satisfy Zhou Yanwan's little girl's mentality. He said coldly, "Miss Zhou, are you dreaming? Do you think I will cooperate with you? "

Zhou Yanwan put down the small box in her hand, put her hands on the edge of the table, sat directly on the table, smiled and looked at Zhao Nanqiao, "I know you won't cooperate! That's what I'm proposing. "

The skirt she was wearing was below her knees. When she sat up, and it was higher than him, the skirt shrank up. He could see her white thighs, not to mention, but a little black lace.

Zhao Nanqiao looked away, stared at Zhou Yanwan's smiling face and said in a deep voice, "come down, who let you sit at my desk."

Zhou Yanwan glanced wrongfully, "where shall I sit? I'll be tired if I keep standing like this. "

She deliberately spoiled and looked pitifully at Zhao Nanqiao, but Zhao Nanqiao's face didn't get better and looked serious.

Zhou Yanwan hummed softly, jumped down from the table, took two steps forward, put her hands on the armrest of the chair Zhao Nanqiao sat, leaned close to Zhao Nanqiao, "Zhao Nanqiao, can't you have a better attitude? If you always look like this, don't you worry that I can't stand it one day and won't appear in front of you again? "

Zhao Nanqiao's expression changed slightly, but it was only a moment's change. He recovered his strong and indifferent appearance, "I don't worry."

Zhou Yanwan raised a hand, touched Zhao Nanqiao's heart and said, "don't you think it's against your heart to say this?"

Zhao Nanqiao held Zhou Yanwan's wrist. The next second, Zhou Yanwan kissed his lips and sat directly on his legs. He was stiff for a moment. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yanwan suddenly made such a bold act.

But Zhou Yanwan was always bold in front of him. He kissed him several times, flirted with him, and took the initiative to approach him.

Just like Zhou Yanwan threatened him with a smile, he never thought that Zhou Yanwan would no longer appear in his life. He seemed to be used to her harassment and appearance during this period of time.

Zhou Yanwan kissed Zhao Nanqiao for a while. She felt that Zhao Nanqiao had the initiative, but she stepped back with a deliberate smile, "I thought you hated me kissing you? But you just seemed to want to take the initiative, but it didn't seem like a nuisance! "

Zhao Nanqiao's face turned black. He regretted his impulse just now. He looked cold and said, "go down! Zhou Yanwan, do you know what is reserved self love? "

Zhou Yanwan said with a smile, "I don't know. I just know that if I like it, I have to take the initiative to fight for it. If I like a person, take the initiative, is there no problem?"

Zhao Nanqiao, "..."

Zhou Yanwan reached out and touched his face with a soft voice. "I know today is your father's funeral. You must be in a bad mood, so I came here specially to be alone with you. I'm not very comforting. Don't be angry?"

Zhao Nanqiao was slightly stunned and his voice was heavy. "What did Gu Zhenzhen tell you?"

Zhou Yanwan didn't deny it. She continued: "I've heard about your Zhao family during this time. People can't come back from death. I'm sorry for the change."

She really can't comfort people, so she can only say two of the most popular words, but I feel that her actions just now are of no use.

Zhao Nanqiao really didn't feel any comfort. He looked at Zhou Yanwan. "You have a good relationship with Gu Zhenzhen. She even told you this."

Zhou Yanwan smiled, "it's OK! Maybe we have the same temperament, so we can talk a lot. When we talk a lot, we become friends. "

Zhao Nanqiao was noncommittal. Several times, he had the idea that Zhou Yanwan was like Gu Zhenzhen, but that moment passed. Zhou Yanwan was still Zhou Yanwan, not Gu Zhenzhen.

He said faintly, "our family has nothing to do with you! I'm an adult. I can't even bear this! "

Zhou Yanwan was amused by his words. "Is this something worth showing off? Even if you cry, no one will say anything about you? "