581: C581 Poor Chicken Leg

C581 Poor Chicken Leg

She just drank Coke with a sweet and mellow taste in her mouth.

Just now, when he entered the room, he saw her sticking out her red tongue. She looked cute and playful.

Now, Zhan Yeling was swallowing her fragrance.

It was out of control.

It wasn't only because she secretly saw Zhan Zifeng's anger, but also because of her appearance just now, which caused him to palpitate.

After a long time, he finally let go of her.

Xiong Miao had no strength at all. She leaned her head against his chest and breathed in large mouthfuls of fresh air.

This man was always like this. He sucked up all of her oxygen and wished that she would suffocate to death before letting go of her.

Leaning against his chest like this, she could clearly feel his firm and powerful pectoral muscles.

There was also that steady heartbeat that kept thumping beside her ear.

Even Xiong Miao's own heartbeat also began to accelerate.

Her consciousness gradually returned and her body was completely surrounded by the man's vigorous aura.

The top of her head was his chin with green stubble.

When she was kissed by him just now, her face had been stabbed by the stubble on his face.

She didn't even dare to make a sound.

Zhan Yeling's large hand lightly patted her thin back. The cold aura around her didn't dissipate.

"Do you dare to do it again in the future?!" He said in a low and hoarse voice.

Xiong Miao shook her head, "No."

Her obedience made his anger subside a little.

Xiong Miao straightened her body and left his embrace. "You are not going to work in the afternoon?"

"If you don't want me to go, then I won't go." He said, his voice low and hoarse.

Xiong Miao,... "" I was just asking you, not asking you not to go.

Why are you staying behind if you're not going to work?

With you here, can I get better?

Just as Xiong Miao was secretly shocked, Zhan Yeling's gaze shifted to the pile of fried food on the coffee table.

His brows furrowed. "Just eating these junk food, can you be full?"

Xiong Miao blinked and felt injustice for the junk food in his mouth. "This is not junk food. It is chicken drumsticks. They are delicious. If you don't believe me, you can try them. They are crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. They are very delicious. six babies especially likes eating these."

As she spoke, she also picked up a piece of fried chicken drumsticks and sent it into his mouth.

Zhan Yeling appeared to be a little skeptical, but his handsome face remained calm, and he did not open his mouth.

Xiong Miao's watery eyes stared at him for a while and then took her hand back. "It's fine if you don't want to eat, I will eat..."

As she spoke, she took a bite of the drumstick.1

Suddenly, the black shadow beside her moved closer to her and held the drumstick that she had just stuffed into her mouth. Caught off guard, he moved so quickly.

His breath was very close to hers. The sense of strength on his body and the scent of a man were so obvious that it lingered on her cheek.

Xiong Miao opened her eyes wide in shock and stared at the handsome face that was enlarged in front of her eyes.

She bit the drumstick in her mouth and did not know what to do.

Should she just spit it out for him to eat? But if she spat it out, there would be saliva. What if she got annoyed by him and angered him again?

If she didn't spit it out, wouldn't she continue eating? But in this posture, she couldn't even bite it.

Didn't he not eat junk food? Why did he snatch chicken drumsticks from her again?

What a strange man.

Zhan Yeling did not have as much mental activity as her. He bit the chicken drumstick and pulled to the side. The fresh meat of the chicken drumstick was torn apart. Xiong Miao's mouth was one piece, his mouth one piece, and the rest of the bones fell to the ground.

No wonder he was a mighty and domineering man. Even eating a chicken leg was different from others.

Xiong Miao was so shocked that she was dumbfounded. She did not have time to chew the chicken drumstick in her mouth.

The man's handsome face pressed against her again and his lips were blocked.

"Oh..." Xiong Miao's body leaned backwards and was pulled by his strong arm into the man's embrace.

Once again, he was overbearing and did not allow any explanation. He even swept up the chicken drumstick in her mouth.

Xiong Miao's head was short of oxygen. Her body felt cold and her clothes were removed.

She knew that his anger would not disappear so easily.

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