Chapter 800

Han Muzi was angry, but he didn't dare to turn around and leave directly. He could only stand there with the anger at the bottom of his heart.

"Well, that's all for today."

After feeling that the expression on the woman's face and the breath on her body were about to explode, yetingchen made a sound in time to stop the endless meeting.

Originally, he had half an hour to go before the meeting.

"Well, we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

After yetingchen interrupted the video conversation, he took off the Bluetooth headset next to his ear, and North and South Korea Muzi looked at it.

His eyes were deep. As soon as they fell on Han Muzi, he saw that she straightened her back, and a pair of clean eyes looked at him like autumn water.

"Come here."

He lifted his thin lips.

"Why?"

Han Muzi was so angry that she knew he might be engaged to others. This sour feeling is like fuel for anger. The more sour the heart is, the more the fire burns.

Before that, she thought she could take her time. After all, he had just recovered from his serious injury. She should spend more time with him to let him know his existence first and then stimulate his memory.

But now? What she got from George was the news that he might be engaged.

Let her get it before he gets engaged.

What is this? It's like she's going to win love.

The more you think about it, Han Muzi's heart is more and more wronged. This grievance is about to fill his eyes.

Her expression didn't converge, and her eyes stared at him directly. Yetingchen didn't see the grievance in the bottom of her eyes.

But he didn't understand what she was wronging??

He has only met her twice since yesterday's meal.

One is noon, the other is now.

Did... Yetingchen narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly thought of the time when George took her to dinner with him at noon. At that time, he had something to go out. He was upset to see that she and George were so close, so he threw it out when he had no time.

Is... Is she wronging this?

Thinking of this, yetingchen gradually had a bottom in his heart.

"Call you to come over, still don't come over?" night Tingchen saw that she just asked herself why, but didn't go forward, and still clubbed there, so he reminded her again.

Han Muzi moved forward two steps reluctantly.

"Come here, you tell me."

Very impatient tone.

tell? Night Tingchen picked his eyebrow and pointed to the coffee on the table: "you try."

Han Muzi looked down his fingers. He actually let himself try the cup of coffee. Without thinking about it, she shook her head and refused him: "No."

Night Tingchen frowned and looked at her displeased.

"Try or not?"

Han Muzi looked at him stubbornly: "don't try."

"It seems that you know your coffee is not good, so you refuse to face it?" yetingchen deliberately stimulated her.

At ordinary times, Han Muzi will secretly try his coffee. Now that she is pregnant, she doesn't dare to drink more. When she tries, she just takes a SIP to moisten her throat and taste it.

But today, she was in a bad mood and threw him a lot of candy. Even if she didn't have to try, she knew what the coffee was like.

Han Muzi looked at him, pursed her red lips and deliberately antagonized him.

"I don't want to try, not because I can't make it well, but because... You drank that cup of coffee."

After that, she deliberately raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "isn't the president addicted to cleanliness? You've drunk that cup of coffee and you let me drink it. Don't you know..."

She didn't say the last sentence, but lowered her eyes.

"Know what?"

Night Tingchen stared at the woman in front of him unhappily and said half of it without saying a word. Don't you know if this will arouse others' appetite?

Han Muzi looked at his toes and was not angry: "indirect kissing."

Ye Tingchen: "

Han Muzi: "

After she reflected what she had just said, Han Muzi's head was almost low to the ground. She anxiously bit her lower lip: "sister Lin has something to find me. I'll go first."

As soon as she turned around, the voice of yetingchen came over.

"Did I say you could go?"

He got up, opened his chair and stepped up to her.

Seeing his approach, Han Muzi couldn't help saying, "anyway, I won't drink that cup of coffee anyway, eh..."

Halfway through, her chin was suddenly pinched by yetingchen's fingers.

Night Tingchen pinched her lower jaw and forced her to raise her head, bend over and lower her head. When there was only a little distance from her lips, she suddenly stopped again.

The two people's warm breath began to wrap around. Han Muzi felt that her heartbeat had begun to accelerate. She looked at yetingchen close at hand and almost thought he was going to kiss just now.

But he didn't. when he was only a little away from himself, he stopped and stared at her with dark eyes.

"Dislike me?"

Han Muzi was so nervous that she didn't know where to put it. Finally, she had to hold on to her sleeves and didn't dare to move.

The distance between them is so close that as long as she moves, she will touch each other's thin lips.

Although the two were close to a certain extent before, Han Muzi still couldn't control that as soon as he approached her, her heart beat faster and she was shy.

She almost... Subconsciously wanted to avoid him.

Yetingchen also felt her resistance.

Flashing eyes looked at himself, nervous to the point that his hands were at a loss, and his pink lips trembled.

After the eyes fell on her lips, the eyes of yetingchen couldn't move away.

She just said

Indirect kissing? Look at her expression, you seem to dislike it?

Then if it is

As soon as the brain flashed the idea, the limbs had reacted first. Yetingchen suddenly leaned forward for a few minutes, and his thin lips met Han Muzi's soft lips.

At the moment when the lips collided, Han Muzi felt that his head seemed to explode fireworks. He choked and took a big step back. His eyes looked at him with horror and incredible.

This reaction made yetingchen dissatisfied. He frowned, clasped her white wrist, pulled her to himself, clasped the back of her head with one hand, and looked down for her lips.

Han Muzi was still angry and hid conditionally. But yetingchen was strong and fast. After several rounds, he finally found her.

The soft touch like cotton and the light fragrance lingering on her made yetingchen's heart tremble.

There seemed to be some pictures in his mind. He didn't even have time to capture them, and those pictures disappeared. The woman in her arms was pushing his chest and trying to push him away.

Night Tingchen's eyebrows were locked up, and his big hand simply tightened her waist, locked her firmly, and his lips left her.

"What are you pushing me for?" his voice was so hoarse that his eyes were as deep as the night, tightly grasping her sight.

Han Muzi's waist was locked and couldn't push him away. He angrily said, "you, you hooligan!"