Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

The little girl suddenly plunged into his arms, her face pressed against his chest through the thin summer shirt.

At first, Wei Jue was still thinking that this little girl let go of the sweat on her hands because she disliked it, but she didn't expect to come here?
He couldn't help but smiled, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

"So you like this?"

As he spoke, his fiery big hands rubbed the skin around her waist through the thin shirt.

Wei Jue's hand was very warm, sticking to his waist was like burning.

Meng Qingning suddenly felt a little regretful.

Because the temperature in his hands was too hot.

"It's almost home." She reminded, and said by the way: "I want to drink what I ordered in the cafe just now."

"So much, can you finish drinking?"

"Didn't you just drink it for me when you said I couldn't finish it?"

Wei Jue pinched her nose, "Okay, I'll make it for you, snack."

Meng Qingning suddenly hugged him tightly, "Oh, my fiancé is really amazing!"

Hearing this, Wei Jue raised his eyebrows: "Really? How powerful is it?"

"Well, not only is she good-looking, she can also cook, and most importantly, she can make money. My all-round fiancé."

Wei Jue lost himself in her compliments one after another.

But this was not enough, his hand on her waist became a little heavier, and even his tone became hoarse: "What else?"

"whole-heartedly?"

"Well, what else?"

"Wei Jue, you're too greedy! I've already said so many good things about you, why are you still asking?"

"Can't ask? Isn't it what you want to boast? I want to see if you are really insincere."

Ding--

Just at this time, the elevator arrived.

The two walked out together, Meng Qingning could be said to be glued to him.

As soon as the door of the house was opened, the servant saw the two entering almost together.

The servants watched straight, and when the two went to the kitchen, they gathered together and said, "Miss is really clinging to Mr. Wei now."

"That's right, it's completely different from before. When she was with Fu Jingze before, the eldest lady didn't seem to rely on him so much."

"Damn, can it be the same? Look at our eldest lady's current fiancé and the former Fu Jingze, his demeanor is completely different. Mr. Wei looks like a dragon and a phoenix, and Fu Jingze looks like a villain."

"Have you learned how to read pictures?"

"I learned a little from my uncle in the previous family, but who made our young lady like it before? We dare not say."

After the two discussed the matter, they went to work separately.

Meng Qingning followed Wei Jue into the kitchen.

Although she couldn't help, she wanted to come over and see this man making soup for her hands.

She found that she liked Wei Jue's appearance in the kitchen very much, he was very handsome and more attractive than he had ever been.

But at the same time, Meng Qingning felt a little distressed.

Just do it once in a while. If we are really together in the future, we must not let him do it often.

Wei Jue opened the refrigerator and looked for ingredients inside.

After the materials are almost ready, start to make.

"Go out first, it will be a long time." Wei Jue said.

"It's okay, I'll be with you."

Wei Jue paused, looked back at her, and put his hands on the back of her head after a while: "Be good, aren't you tired after a day of class? Go to sleep for half an hour, and you can wake up in about half an hour." Drink it, and you can have dinner later."

After finishing speaking, Wei Jue saw Meng Qingning's mouth pouted.

"Do you think I'm useless and don't want me to be here with you?"

Wei Jue squinted his eyes: "Xiao Zuojing, you don't know what's good or bad, right? I feel sorry for you and let you go to rest, and you still hate it?"

He flicked Meng Qingning's forehead: "No conscience."

"Ah, it hurts!" Meng Qingning covered her forehead and looked at him dissatisfied: "Bad guy."

"If you don't leave, there will be worse."

Hearing this, Meng Qingning simply raised his chin, "What's worse? What do you think?"

Wei Jue stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, and pressed her down on the table.

"Really want to know?"

Meng Qingning; "..."

"If you're not afraid of being known, I don't mind being here to make you understand what's worse."

While speaking, Wei Jue suddenly leaned down and brought his face close to her, and the fiery breath spewed out on her face instantly.

Just a little bit, his thin lips were about to stick to Meng Qingning's.

Meng Qingning was startled, this is the kitchen.

It would be fine if only the two of them live here, the key is that several of them are in this house now, and everyone is at home now, if she really did something with Wei Jue here, the family will definitely find out.

In this case, what kind of mood will Uncle Zhang have to cook here?

Thinking of this, Meng Qingning violently pushed Wei Jue away.

"I'm going to bed, I'm going now."

However, just as she got up, Wei Jue pressed her back again. He pressed his hands on her shoulders, the corners of his lips curled up, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you afraid? Are you so timid?"

"Who's scared? I'm just sleepy." Meng Qingning said back unconvinced: "You told me to go back to sleep just now, and you won't let me go now? Wei Jue, you are so bad, I don't even It's been a day of class, and you don't want me to go to bed, do you want to change your fiancee?"

Hearing this, the smile on Wei Jue's face froze.

He's not a person who can't take jokes, he can take anything else she wants to say.

But only making fun of herself, Wei Jue couldn't accept it.

Meng Qingning saw that his face had obviously sunk. Before she could react, he pinched her chin with his hand and said seriously: "Flirting is flirting. Don't make fun of yourself in the future."

Meng Qingning: "...How can I make fun of myself?"

"Don't say that I want to replace you, and don't say that you have problems, do you hear?"

Seeing that Meng Qingning didn't speak, Wei Jue frowned even deeper, and reminded her again: "Ningning?"

Seeing that he was really angry, Meng Qingning had no choice but to stretch out her arms to wrap his arms around his neck, and echoed softly: "I know, I know, I was just joking, if you don't like it, I just don't say it in the future."

"It's not that I don't like it. You can say anything else, but this is not okay."

Wei Jue looked at Meng Qingning and sighed helplessly in his heart.

She didn't know how precious her life and the relationship between the two were to him.

"Okay, I got it, don't be angry, I promise I won't make fun of this in the future, please let me go~"

Under his oppression, Meng Qingning weakly begged for mercy.

Seeing her like this, Wei Jue's heart softened a bit, and he was not too angry at first, he stretched out his hand and squeezed her soft face, "I've been so naughty every time, I admit my mistake this time, and dare to do it next time."

"I promise I won't dare again next time."

"It's okay, if you dare to say it again next time, I will have a way to cure you."

After finishing speaking, Wei Jue suddenly bent down and took a bite on her tender neck.

The strength was not great, but it was definitely not weak either. Meng Qingning let out a soft cry in pain, and before she could react, she was pulled up by Wei Jue.

"Okay, let's go to sleep."