President's Private Pampering: Sweet arrival

"Different, good, have a taste!" Gu Shaoqian still didn't take back his hand, holding it all the time.

"Is it different?" Su Yimo said in her mouth and bit the steak on his fork into her mouth. She chewed it carefully, but she couldn't taste any different from that on her plate. The same naked eye steak, the same medium rare, and the same cooking method. After tasting it, she looked at him and asked, "it's obviously the same!"

"Can I feed you the same?" He looked at her with a smile. Seeing that her face was slightly red, he knew that his Mo Bao was not lifted.

But sometimes it's fun to tease her like this!

"You are so annoying!" I didn't pay attention to the occasion at all. Fortunately, there was no one around them at the moment. Otherwise, how embarrassing it would be to hear it!

"Mo Bao, I fed you. Should you also feed me a piece, huh?" He was not ashamed to beg her, and looked at her without blinking.

"Then... OK!" It seems he's right. That's fair, isn't it?

Su Yimo lowered her head and cut the steak. She knew that he had been looking at her all the time. Her hands were so stiff for a moment. She finally cut off a piece of steak that was not so neat. She put a fork on his mouth, "Na, eat."

Gu Shaoqian didn't open his mouth, but looked at her with a smile. The friendship in his eyes was only understood by himself. His love for her was too hot. Even if it was just her little action, he could recall it for a long time, a long time

"Do you want to eat?" Su Yimo raised his hands a little sour and didn't see him speak. She shouldn't have agreed to his terms. Look at him now.

"Yes, of course." He leaned forward, took a small bite at the steak mountain he had cut, smiled in his eyes, chewed and looked at her.

Su Yimo looked at the steak with a small bite on the fork. She seriously suspected that he was intentional. No, he was definitely intentional!

Then Gu Shaoqian took another bite. At this time, there was still a little steak left in his fork. Finally, he ate it all under his third bite.

Su Yimo took back her hand and shook it left and right. Her eyes were full of resentment and looked at the man opposite.

"What's the matter?" He saw her look angry. He knew his behavior had gone too far, but she wouldn't be angry.

"Hum, you deliberately..." she turned her head to look out of the window and didn't look at him.

"I did mean it just now. I just want to feel it more." Indeed, this is what he thinks from the bottom of his heart.

"You don't love me." Su Yi foam shriveled her mouth and looked like she was going to cry.

"Mo Bao, what's the matter with you?" Seeing this, he quickly got up and sat next to her.

"Hum, you just don't love me, and you don't care if I'm tired after lifting my arm for so long." She saw him sitting over, looked at him, and looked out of the window.

Through the shadow on the window, she could vaguely see the regretful expression on his face at this time. Suddenly, she felt that she was too much. When she wanted to say something, he held her right hand in the palm of his hand, and his other hand helped her press and hold her arm.

She was acting strangely. Her body was leaning towards him, but her head was looking to the other side. She didn't care about anything, so she had to sit stiff and enjoy his massage.

"Does it still hurt?" His voice was not big, but it was clearly transmitted into his ears.