Chapter 882: I Want to Kiss Her and Get Close to Her (2)

T Qianli didn't notice his abnormality at all, "Who told you to call me stupid?" ”

If he didn't have anything to prove that he was stupid, wouldn't he be labeled stupid in the future?

Until a majestic voice cameβ€”

"Don't move!"

Emperor Yetong's voice was a little hoarse, and even his breathing was disordered.

Qianli was stunned, and immediately didn't dare to move, because there was an extremely strong aura of aggression coming from his body.

It's a kind of male-only one.

The ambiguous atmosphere surrounds again.

The heart in Chiri's chest beat like a fawn, and she lowered her head shyly, not daring to look him in the eyes.

Hitomi wanted to kiss her.

But he was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, or that something nasty would arise.

So he reined in the strong air pressure on his body, picked up Qianli, put him on the rocking chair, and then strode towards the desk.

"It occurred to me that some of the information had not been processed."

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"You read the book by yourself, and I'll go to work."

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Qianli was completely dumbfounded.

I wanted to stop Emperor Yetong, but there was a vibration from the cushion under the rocking chair, and it should be the news that Quan Zhantian came again.

Because I felt a little upset, I didn't care about anything else, so I just replied-

[Thank you.] 】

Then I turned off my phone.

These days.

She obviously felt that her heart and Emperor Yetong's heart were slowly getting closer, and getting along more naturally and intimately, which should belong to a spiritual union.

But don't know why.

Their behavioral intimacy has diminished.

Is this a delusion???

The meat is all in the mouth, but the big pervert still doesn't eat it, it's not normal?!

When she didn't care before, she didn't think about it at all; But she had only told him about it last night, and she didn't want toβ€”

Because her purpose is not to not be intimate with him, but to hope that he can be treated gently.

But it's clear.

Hitomi the Emperor misunderstood.

Years of habit have led him not to be a person who thinks about what the outcome is for others.

So that once you think about it, you think about it.

He spread out a stack of materials, put on his eyes, took out his pen, and looked like he was working hard.

In fact, he was in a fugue.

As a man's possessive instinct, he wants to kiss her and get close to her, but he is afraid of hurting her.

In fact.

Today he also sensed the loss of Qianli.

Several times, he really wanted to ask directly: "I want to exercise the right of my boyfriend, can I kiss you?" "What do you want me to do to you?" "How am I going to hold you so I don't hurt you?"

But it's a pity that I can't say that.

He raised his glasses, ready to focus on his work, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at Qianli.

Those misty eyes looked as if they were thinking about something?

Followed by.

She bit her lower lip again.

Seeing this, a touch of displeasure crossed the eyes of the emperor's night pupils.

Because of the previous medicine, she didn't seem to have drunk water for a few hours, and her originally full and beautiful cherry lips were a little chapped, and the action of biting her lip made it feel like she was oozing blood.

He banged on the table to remind, "It's an hour." ”

"Huh?"

Only then did Qianli come back to her senses, "What? ”

"An hour."

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"It's time to drink water."

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Qianli blinked, knowing that he was reminding himself to drink water.

The tip of his tongue licked his lips subconsciously.

Sure enough, it was too dry.