President, don't tease me

They looked at each other, and the atmosphere was deadlocked for a time. Beiming Han didn't mean to take the initiative to bring the sour plum soup to Tang Guo.

"Beiming Han! I want it!" the longer it took, the more inexplicably Tang Guo wanted to drink sour plum soup. Seeing Beiming Han's look of indifference, he said word by word.

"What do you want?" Beiming Han listened, his eyes flashed a trace of darkness and asked in a low voice.

Tang Guo looked at Beiming Han's cheerful look, picked up the pillow around him and threw it to Beiming Han, but his body was still feverish and soft, and he didn't even have the strength to throw a pillow.

"Well, I'll give it to you." Beiming Han squatted down and took out sour plum soup from under the bed.

Sour plum soup is still steaming. You can smell it when you open the lid.

Tang Guo stretched out his hand to the north and looked forward to the sour plum soup. But he can only watch beiminghan open the lid of sour plum soup, scoop up a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

"The North hell is cold! What are you doing!" Tang Guo shouted at once.

Beiming Han ignored Tang Guo and scooped another spoon into his mouth, but his action was obviously much slower this time, as if it was deliberately made for Tang Guo.

"Want?" Beiming Han waved the bag in his hand and asked with his eyebrow.

Tang Guo bit his lower lip, threw away his reserve and nodded suddenly.

"Then I'll feed you." Beiming Han said, opened the lid of another bowl of sour plum soup that had not been opened, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Tang Guo.

Tang Guo stretched out his hand to come by himself, but was stared at by Beiming Han's sharp eyes. He had to put down his hand and open his mouth.

The world is the biggest.

"Guoguo, it's too slow for you to drink like this." after scooping a few spoons, Beiming Han frowned and said slowly.

Tang Guo nodded and looked at Beiming Han with approval. "Why don't you let me drink it myself?"

Beiming Han glanced at Tang Guo's lips, then looked at Tang Guo's bright eyes, and his heart was filled with desire again. But this time, Beiming cold didn't show up, just hung his head and looked like thinking hard.

"Just give me a drink and save your business." Tang Guo thought that beiminghan was thinking whether to let her drink by herself, and solemnly advised him.

After hearing this, Beiming Han raised his head and nodded slightly. "Indeed, I feed you too slowly."

Tang Guo's face was full of joy, and then said, "and it's inconvenient! What a bad thing if you wet the sheets!"

"Indeed." Beiming Han put down his spoon and looked at Tang Guo. His narrow eyes showed a trace of cunning.

Of course, Tang Guo noticed the trace of Ni Duan passing by the bottom of Beiming Han's eyes, looked at Beiming Han suspiciously, and his face was stained with vigilance.

"Guoguo, open your mouth." beiminghan looked at Tang Guo and touched Tang Guo's lotus root arm, which was as white as jade. The tenderness in his voice made Tang Guo open his mouth.

Beiming cold drank a mouthful of sour plum soup, but did not swallow it. He leaned down and leaned in front of Tang Guo. The affectionate eyes made Tang Guo too late to reflect Beiming cold's actions.

Beiming Han held Tang Guo's chin in one hand, making Tang Guo unable to close his mouth, and put his other hand around Tang Guo's neck.

Tang Guo reacted and shouted in his heart. In this posture, does Beiming Han want to kiss her again?

Facts have proved that Tang Guo is right.

The next second, Beiming Han kissed Tang Guo's lips with sour plum soup in his mouth. Sour plum soup was a little sour and sweet. With Beiming's cold kiss, it flowed into Tang Guo's mouth and swallowed it down his throat.

Tang Guo felt the flow of sour plum soup in his body and Beiming Han's overbearing and tough kiss. His face turned red again, and his earlobes turned pink and tender red, which was very cute.

"Bei Ming Han! You rascal." when Bei Ming Han relaxed his hand, Tang Guo suddenly pushed Bei Ming Han away and shouted angrily with a red face.

Beiming Han looked at the angry Tang Guo without a trace of apology, but his smile was thicker.

Tang Guo looked at Beiming Han's handsome face with a somewhat romantic smile, which not only didn't make Beiming Han appear frivolous, but added a bit of handsome. The whole person was like a handsome childe. On weekdays, the king's spirit of self-respect was less and more approachable.

"Why? I can't move my eyes?" beiminghan looked at Tang Guo's crazy eyes and put away his smile with satisfaction.

Tang Guo listened and sniffed with disdain. He looked away and refused to look at Beiming cold.

Beiming cold's cell phone rings. At this time, no one should call.

Tang Guo looked at Beiming Han suspiciously. Seeing that Beiming Han took out the phone, his face changed obviously, and his heart became more confused.

"What's the matter?"

Beiming Han hung up his cell phone and shook his head.

"Nothing."

Tangguo glanced suspiciously at Beiming Han's mobile phone, but didn't ask again. Just after a moment, Beiming cold's cell phone rang again.

This time, Beiming Han ignored his mobile phone and just drank sour plum soup noodles without changing color.

Tang Guo saw it and said nothing more. He scooped up sour plum soup.

I thought the caller would stop calling when he saw that beiminghan was not connected, but he didn't expect that the phone rang all the time, as if he would not stop until beiminghan connected the phone.

Tang Guo tutted lightly, and the delicious sour plum soup in his mouth was as tasteless as chewing wax.

"Beiming cold, whose phone?" Tang Guo wanted to get out of bed and pick up Beiming cold's phone, but he really had more heart than strength, so he had to lie in bed and watch Beiming cold.

"Chen Nuo." Bei Minghan hesitated for a moment, looked at Tang Guo's frown, and finally answered truthfully.

Tang Guo was stunned and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Then you answer." Tang Guoxin knew that beiminghan didn't answer the phone to take care of himself. In fact, she doesn't want beiminghan to answer the phone, but after all, Chen Nuo has been calling. What if there's something urgent?

When Beiming Han heard Tang Guo's promise, his eyes looked surprised.

"Do you really want me to answer?"

Tang Guo nodded and urged, "pick it up."

Beiming Han picked up the phone, thought about it, or pressed hands-free. Tang Guo couldn't help smiling.

At the moment when Beiming cold pressed to connect, Chen Nuo came out intermittently with a crying voice.

"Senior... Beiming Feng, Beiming Feng just called and threatened me... That he wanted me to go out and meet him... That he had taken all my... Photos before. If I didn't see him, he would post all my photos online. What should I do?" Chen Nuo's tone was filled with fear and fear. Even Tang Guo was just listening, I can't help sweating for her.

Beiming maple is really vicious, and his means are still so single.