I have a poisonous snake

Chapter 300 The president is sick 28
After bringing Ye Baimian into the room, he immediately pressed down on her and gave her a hard thud.

At the moment when the subconscious was pressing down, it was protecting the back of her head.To be honest, even he himself was surprised that he would make such a move.

He had just kissed him, and before he had any further communication, he was punched firmly in the chest.

Mu She let go of her arm and rubbed the place where she was hit.

It hurts, it really hurts.

I also don't know how there is such a lot of power in her seemingly slender and petite body, and she is so merciless when hitting people.

Ye Baimian moved her wrist, looked at his slightly pale face, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"You were the one who drugged me last time. Do you think I can let you touch me so easily?"

When the pain eased a little, he lowered his hand and looked up at her.

"Last time you proposed to sleep with me, I was just pushing the boat along."

Hold the grass?She was just joking!
Facing a person who made such a request the first time they met, shouldn't his most correct approach be to justly refuse like the Master of the National Teacher?How can you just promise and put it into action!

"and……"

He tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and there was a hint of meaning in his smile.

"I think you're happy too."

"No."

She looked indifferent.

"Really? Do you want to do it again?"

He seemed to have completely forgotten about the beating just now, and took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around her waist again, pushing her against the wall.

Ye Baimian raised her elbows against his approaching chest, looked up at him slightly.

"If you are full of energy and have no place to vent, I can fight with you."

There's nothing a fight can't solve.

If not, fight two.

"Okay."

He has no objection.

……

Facts have proved that the body of ordinary people is still relatively weak. Even if he has learned it and exercises every day, he still loses in the end.

The consequence of ordinary people's physical inability to fight is that after a fight, he has a lot of bruises on his body.

Ye Baimian sat on the sofa, squinting at him with a smile.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

He smiled as if nothing had happened, "I hope you can conquer me on the bed."

...Sure enough, it was still too light.

Ye Baimian suppressed his fist that was about to move, and secretly warned himself not to beat people up.

He grabbed the phone on the table and glanced at the time, it was almost noon.

"Are you hungry?"

"You want to cook for me?"

she asked curiously.

Can cooking skills follow the soul?

"What to eat?"

Mu She asked her.

"Whatever, I'm not picky eaters."

"Wait here for a while," he turned around and was about to go out, when he suddenly remembered something, walked back and grabbed her.

"Forget it, I'm afraid you'll run away again later, you'd better go there with me."

"I'm not running, really."

Wasn't she forced to run last time... Who knows if he will come again after taking a shower, her body can't bear it.

The servants of the villa had already finished cleaning and went out when the two stayed in the room. After Mu She walked to the lobby on the first floor, he let go of her hand, pressed Ye Baimian's shoulder and put her on the sofa sitting.

After thinking for a while that he couldn't see this place in the kitchen, he was still worried. After walking a few steps, he turned around, picked her up by the waist and walked to the kitchen, and put her on the stool at the door of the kitchen.

Looking at the man who was afraid of running away again, Ye Baimian was very helpless.

He couldn't believe her, even if he did, he would only believe what he wanted to believe.

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(End of this chapter)