Chapter 1236 Sweet

"It's not bleeding anymore. It's okay. Don't worry. I just got excited when I saw Gong Yi hugging you, so I had a nosebleed." Leng Hao explained patiently.

Ye Xiaotao pouted her lips, and her wet eyes glared at him, "You deserve it! When you called Gong Yi, weren't you very free and easy? You said that if you didn't ejaculate, you didn't do it. I was pushed by a pig that night?"

Leng Hao's waist and abdomen were numb because of her look. He put his big hand on her small fragrant shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, "If you ejaculated for me, maybe there would be no misunderstanding."

"Then it's still my fault?" Ye Xiaotao raised her pink fist and hit him.

Leng Hao didn't avoid it and let her hit him. He stared at her with a pair of hot and dark eyes.

From her eyes to her lips...

The temperature in the car "squeaked" up, extremely ambiguous.

Leng Hao pressed down and kissed her lips.

Ye Xiaotao felt a little uncomfortable in her chest, as if she was going to vomit. She dodged and buried her face under the collar of his white shirt.

Leng Hao opened his eyes after failing to kiss her. He looked at the half-bright little face in his arms, and his ears turned red uncomfortably.

He seemed to be a hooligan.

Ye Xiaotao's green fingers tugged at his shirt, and her voice was sweet and sticky, "I want to eat bayberry."

There are no bayberries in China at this season.

"I know, I'll ask someone to buy some, and it will arrive soon. Let's go home now."

"Yeah."

...

In the afternoon, the sunset outside was as bright as smoke and haze.

Ye Xiaotao sat on the soft wool carpet, drawing with a pencil and white paper in her hand.

"The bayberry you want." Leng Hao half-knelt beside her, pinched a bayberry with his slender fingers and handed it to her mouth.

The bayberry was large and plump, just washed, and the water droplets on it were crystal clear, looking very appetizing.

Ye Xiaotao took a small bite from his hand.

"Is it delicious?"

"Yeah, sour and sweet."

Ye Xiaotao took two more bites, and the sour plum juice stained the man's fingertips.

He held the fruit plate in his left hand, and rolled up the white shirt in his right hand, revealing his strong forearms. His hands were very beautiful. He used to hold a gun, but now he holds a pen. The joints are clear and very powerful.

Ye Xiaotao lowered her eyes and put the last bite of bayberry into her mouth.

Leng Hao wanted to take his hand back.

But he felt a soft touch on his fingertips. He lowered his eyes and saw that the little woman stretched out her fragrant tongue to lick his index finger twice, licking the bayberry juice.

This taboo action of hers was not allowed to be seen by a mature man, and Leng Hao felt numb all over.

He stared at her hotly.

Ye Xiaotao ignored him and drew by herself.

Leng Hao,...

He stretched out his big hand to hold her fragrant shoulders, then leaned over and kissed her hair.

At this time, the servant appeared, "Master, there is a call for you."

Leng Hao froze, then took back his hand.

"Puff", Ye Xiaotao laughed secretly.

Leng Hao,…

He suspected that she was teasing him.

Taking the phone from the servant, Leng Hao answered the phone.

Although he was on the phone, his eyes stayed on the little woman. She wore a loose white bubble dress today, her legs curled up, slender and shiny, the cool breeze outside would blow her scattered hair, she sat with a pen and paper, pure and tender like a female student in college.

Leng Hao rolled his Adam's apple, and a big tent quickly erected in his trousers.

He realized now that he was more than ten years older than her, and she was just blooming like a rose at his mature age, enjoying the grace of a beauty.

…

The man was answering the phone, and Ye Xiaotao returned to the room.

Although she had eaten bayberry, she still wanted to vomit. After retching into the toilet for a while, she washed her face with cold water.

Next to her was a bathtub, which was filled with warm water and rose petals floating on it. The servants were preparing to bathe her. Ye Xiaotao was in a playful mood. She sat on the high washstand and stretched out her little feet to play with the water.

Leng Hao saw this scene when he came in. She tucked her silky hair behind her ears, supported her hands on the washstand, and her shell-like toes stirred the crystal water.

Like a fairy in a painting.

Leng Hao's eyes overflowed with deep fascination. He stepped forward with his long legs and said, "Why are you playing in the water here? It's time for dinner."

Ye Xiaotao looked up and smiled with curved eyebrows, "You are here."

She lifted a string of water droplets.

The water droplets splashed Leng Hao's white shirt and black trousers.

"Don't make trouble, just play for a while. If you get water on your body, you will catch a cold later." Leng Hao came to her and squatted down, wrapped her cute little feet with his big hands, and wiped them dry with a clean towel.

"You are so boring, you only know how to teach me a lesson." Ye Xiaotao puffed up her pink cheeks.

Leng Hao frowned. He was indeed a little old-fashioned, so he was attracted to her.

He liked her youthful vigor, so smart and cute.

"If you like playing in the water, I'll take you to a yacht in a couple of days, and we'll go to the beach." Leng Hao coaxed her softly.

Ye Xiaotao's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Yeah." Leng Hao nodded.

Ye Xiaotao was happy, she tilted her head, "Don't play tricks."

Leng Hao was so moved by her appearance that his muscles and bones softened, he went to hug her, "Don't play tricks, let's go eat first."

He wanted to hold her horizontally.

Ye Xiaotao stretched out her two little hands to hug his neck, her two thin legs hooked around his sturdy waist and abdomen, and she climbed on him.

She wanted to hold him vertically.

Leng Hao hugged her full of fragrance and softness, curled the corners of his lips, and he held her perky buttocks with his big hands.

"Leng Hao, I don't want to eat tonight."

"No, you'll be hungry if you don't eat dinner."

"But I have no appetite and can't eat..."

"That's not OK."

"Oh, I don't want to eat you now." Ye Xiaotao got into his neat short hair and pulled his hair coquettishly.

Leng Hao subconsciously straightened his waist and abdomen, his voice was completely hoarse, "Then... tell me when you want to eat, and I will ask the cook to cook it for you."

"Yeah." Ye Xiaotao nodded.

The two came to the bedside, and Leng Hao pressed her into the soft quilt. He refused to leave, holding his two big palms on her sides and looking at her with a burning gaze.

How could Ye Xiaotao not know what he wanted to do? Two peach blossoms appeared on her delicate face and she asked deliberately, "What are you doing?"

Leng Hao said nothing.

"Speak." Ye Xiaotao flashed her big eyes, looking pure and innocent.

"Xiao Tao." Leng Hao was anxious. He was sure that she was teasing him. Seeing his embarrassed look, he called her name anxiously in a mute voice.

Ye Xiaotao raised her eyebrows, her body exuding the charm of a little woman.

Tickling men.

Those thoughts that I refuse to say with my mouth are all hidden in my heart.

Leng Hao breathed quickly, leaned over and kissed her delicate lips.

Her lips were fragrant, and once she kissed him, he was addicted. Leng Hao opened his mouth and tried to pry open her teeth.

But a small hand touched his chest and pushed him away.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Ye Xiaotao didn't say anything. She took his big palm and pulled it to her belly little by little.