C19 Hey One Kiss at a Time

Fu Xiaoqian set the alarm early and missed the time to meet Liao Zhenbo. After washing up, she quickly went downstairs.

Seeing that Mother Wu was setting up breakfast, she hugged her from behind and grabbed the warmth that made her lustful. "Mother Wu, good morning."

Seeing the sandwiches on the table, he grabbed two of them and ran towards the door. As he ran, he waved at his mother, "Mother Wu, goodbye."

Looking at the figure that disappeared into the distance, Mother Wu who had recovered her wits quickly chased after her and shouted at the back, "Madam, it's best if you eat breakfast first before leaving with the young master. "Update as soon as possible"

She wanted to create more opportunities for the two of them to be alone, for their feelings to rise sharply, but only the faster figure answered her, and the coolness of the morning.

She somewhat disappointedly turned around, only to discover that at some point, a tall figure stood behind her. The pair of eyes on that cold face contained loneliness and loneliness until that figure completely disappeared from his line of sight. Only then did she turn around and go upstairs. Update First Time

Only Mrs Wu was left downstairs sighing.

Fu Xiaoqian had to take several trips of the bus to arrive at the company just in time to get to work. When she came panting to the top floor, she ran into him again in front of the elevator.

It didn't seem accurate to say that she would touch him, because he had been sent to wait here for her.

Was this company about to close down? Otherwise, how could the assistant to the CEO be so free?

Her intuition told her to ask, but on second thought, even though she would be working at the same company, it wasn't so easy to see people at the top. Understanding this, she obediently followed him into the CEO's office.

Liao Zhenbo was already there. Although Fu Xiaoqian felt disdain towards this man, he had to admit that he was as elegant as an ancient noble, so reserved that no one dared to approach him. On the other hand, Fu Xiaoqian was slightly flustered as he looked at his sweaty face and messy hair that had some wrinkles on it, which made him look even more bedraggled.

Before he could mourn his image, he was attracted by the furnishings in the office. Compared to yesterday, it seemed a little different. The carpet was also changed to a purple color. Update First Time

Leeson seemed not to have noticed her surprise as he led her to the table and chair. "Madam, this will be your office from now on. If you need anything, just let me know. I'll send someone to buy it for you."

After he finished speaking, before Fu Xiaoqian could react, Le Sen had already turned around and left in a hurry. It was as if he was trying to avoid a major disaster.

Looking at the awkward table, she turned to look at Liao Zhenbo, who was focused on his work. The good mood of the morning had been taken away by someone else. It would only take a little spark to start a fire in her heart. Update First Time

She rushed to Liao Zhenbo's table and snapped, "Hello?"

"…"

"Hello." An intentional increase of eight decibels.

However, the person sitting opposite him didn't react at all. Update First Time

Fu Xiaoqian was infuriated. She dashed to Liao Zhenbo's side, intending to retrieve the document that he had placed in his hands.

The instant she stretched out her hand, Liao Zhenbo grabbed hold of her soft hair and those light brown, deep eyes of his slowly lifted up. Looking at her, his deep eyes were sparkling, with a trace of laziness and teasing in his voice, "Are you calling me?"

"Is there anyone else here? If I don't call you a ghost, are you? " In contrast to his relaxed and graceful demeanor, Fu Xiaoqian, who was in a flustered state, appeared to be at a loss and embarrassed.

He tried his best to free his hand from the restraints, but the grip tightened. The warmth of his palm spread out from her clenched palm and quickly spread throughout her entire body, straight to the bottom of her heart. Her internal organs couldn't help but tremble.

She was so frightened she wanted to struggle harder, but he lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand. "This is your punishment."

"Why?" she asked stupidly, forgetting to struggle free.

"I'm your husband, so of course you can't call me 'hey'. Remember to call me Zhenbo or Lei in the future." She cast another glance into her eyes, as if she was filled with deep love. It was like a net that was slowly being opened, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"Hey, tell me clearly, who's the husband and wife of you?" She tried her best to ignore the fear of being trapped within, to defend herself, but the sound that came out of her mouth was very weak, like a pout from a deep contradiction.

Liao Zhenbo bent his head down and kissed the back of her hand. He did not forget to carve his own mark on the back of her porcelain hand — the mark of a tooth.

"If you call me 'hey' again in the future, I'll kiss you once. This time, it's the hand. It might be the mouth in the future, or it might even be any part of the body. " As she spoke, a pair of shallow eyes swept over her from top to bottom, not sparing a single inch of her skin. At that moment, his entire body was emitting the tyranny of a king above ten thousand people. That might made her not dare to disobey.

While she was distracted, she pulled out of his confinement and folded her arms meaninglessly. "Look there, hooligan."

He quickly took a few steps back, opening up a distance between the two of them, as if that would allow him to jump out of the crowd.

"Why is my desk in your office?"

"We are husband and wife, we should spend time together." He grinned, as if it were natural.

"Hello." Suddenly realizing something, Fu Xiaoqian covered her mouth as she stared vigilantly at Liao Zhenbo. "Um, husband and wife, we're just pretending."

"What if I say it's true?" A man's voice, filled with magnetism and coolness, slipped out from the man's mouth. However, like a magic spell, it caused her to be forcibly frozen in place, unable to move at all.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. I mean, if we get along for too long, maybe we'll become real couples. "

"Don't even think about it!"

"Not necessarily." Although the words he spat out were uncertain, his tone was filled with certainty.