C17 Touch Your Adam's Apple

The other waiter approached the waitress, Little Wang, who had been trying to please them just a moment ago.

He gave her a pat on the shoulder and laughed softly.

"Little Wang, the male god that you like is about to be taken away?"

Little Wang said confidently:

"That's not necessarily true. Don't you see that President Xing shook off her hand in annoyance?"

"If you don't want to pull, then don't want to. What's the point of being so stingy?"

The corner of Mi Qiao's mouth tightened. She turned around awkwardly and saw Hao, who was standing on the side.

In order to ease the internal tension, he proved that he had charm.

Mi Qiao smiled enchantingly at Hao. Although her smile was bright enough, Hao already had goosebumps all over his body.

Mi Qiao approached Hao at a moderate pace. She reached out her hand to grab Hao's arm and said with a silly smile,

"Hao, thank you for the lunch just now. Shall we go?"

Then, she dragged Hao out without any hesitation.

Hao's face turned red as he complained in his heart:

The young master ignored you, so you can't make fun of me, right?

Ye Zichen looked at Xing Mowei, who was behind him, and saw that his face had turned dark.

Just as Mi Qiao dragged Hao half a meter away, Xing Mowei issued an order:

"Hao, drive the car over here."

Seeing that the young master had spoken, Hao took the opportunity to escape from Mi Qiao's arms.

Mi Qiao, who had been left behind, felt even more embarrassed. She had already been flattered by the waiter, Little Wang.

In order to comfort herself, Mi Qiao twisted her fingers and said.

"It's better to walk alone, free and at ease. If you want to walk horizontally, walk horizontally; if you want to walk vertically, walk vertically."

She swung her arms back and forth in a relaxed manner, occasionally turning her head to look out of the window.

Suddenly, a big hand landed on her shoulder. Xing Mowei immediately pulled her head closer to his chest, then tightened his arms around her slim waist and carried her out with domineering strides.

She was basically held by one of his powerful arms around her waist as she stuck close to his body and was taken out of the coffee shop.

Mi Qiao's face turned red as she felt the heat rising from the bottom of her heart. When she went out, she did not want to see Little Wang's reflection in the glass.

Her mouth was crooked from anger, and she kept stamping her feet and beating her chest.

Outside, Mi Qiao heaved a sigh of relief. She had finally gotten her face back.

She reached out to remove Xing Mowei's hand from her small waist, then turned around and left his embrace.

"Stop acting. There's no audience."

Xing Mowei stretched out his hand and pulled her back to his chest. He looked down at her with a fiery gaze.

"Who says that without an audience, our play has only just begun.

Don't forget that from today on, we are going to be a married couple with a certificate.

"After signing the contract, you have to do your best to cooperate with me in acting, and every day at that."

Before Mi Qiao could digest his words, Hao had already parked his car behind them.

Just as Mi Qiao wanted to ask about the details of the agreement, Xing Mowei held her waist tightly and quickly opened the car door, dragging her into the car.

The car sped along at high speed.

Xing Mowei's hands never left her waist.

Mi Qiao felt that she was being restrained. She twisted her body in an attempt to break free from his restraints, but was held even tighter by him.

It was very easy to let one's imagination run wild as the two of them stuck tightly to each other.

In his warm embrace, Mi Qiao could clearly smell the scent on his body. It wasn't the scent of perfume, but the fragrance of jasmine flowers and the unique scent of men.

She could not help but take in a deep breath, completely overwhelmed by his aura.

Looking at his long and straight fingers on her waist, Mi Qiao couldn't help but want to put her hand on them.

In the end, she held herself back, knowing that there was someone else in his heart. She didn't want to think that she was doomed.

The reason he held her so tightly must be because he was afraid that she would run away again. The Old Master must have forced him too tightly, otherwise, with his cold and aloof personality, why would he stoop down so low to find her?

From the number of missed calls on her broken phone, it could be seen that Xing Mowei was about to be driven crazy by the Old Master.

Mi Qiao's nervous heart gradually calmed down as she thought about this.

She raised her head and looked at Xing Mowei, who was seriously looking in front of her. There was not a single ripple on her incomparably handsome face.

It looked like an emotionless sculpture.

She couldn't help but think, if such a person carried it all the time, wouldn't he be very tired?

She somehow stuck out her finger and poked him in the stomach. The firm muscles of his stomach actually pressed down on her finger.

Xing Mowei didn't have much of a reaction to her actions, he merely glanced at her indifferently and directly skipped past her.

Mi Qiao was originally bored to death by him, so she simply raised her head and carefully observed his every move.

After observing for a long time, the only place he moved the most was his twitching nose, which was where his Adam's apple was still moving from time to time.

There was a reference to the prominent Adam's apple in the book. It was one of the sexual characteristics that men used to differentiate women.

Mi Qiao had only heard about it before. She had never observed a man's adam's apple so closely before.

Her interest was piqued for a moment. Her eyes were always fixed on Xing Mowei's Adam's apple, which occasionally slipped, and she always felt that it was very interesting.

Unwilling to give up and just stare at him, Mi Qiao couldn't help but extend her delicate fingers to touch his adam's apple.

"Gu dong." The moment her fingers touched his adam's apple, Xing Mowei suddenly swallowed his saliva.

The Adam's apple slid along her fingers as he swallowed, and it felt wonderful.

Would it move if he pushed it?

Mi Qiao curiously opened her eyes and stretched her neck to get closer to his neck.

He lowered his head and met her gaze. It was pure and without any impurities. It was a hunger and thirst for knowledge.

She watched him slowly put his finger back on it, and with a "gulp" he made another swallowing motion.

She looked at him with a somewhat sullen gaze, as if she had gotten away with something. There was a smile in her eyes.

Mi Qiao's actions were practically lighting a fire. Her curiosity had already ignited the raging flames in his heart.

This was a deliberate challenge to his endurance. The poke of her fingers caused his breathing to become heavier, and his saliva to gush out.

Don't try to see if he can stand up to provocation, the answer is no.

He grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her deeply.

He gently took her lips and nibbled on them as a form of punishment for her impudence.

Mi Qiao, who didn't even have a proper kiss, was flustered by the sudden action. Her hands tightly gripped his tie, rubbing it non-stop.

Xing Mowei exclaimed in his heart, he really underestimated her. She even knew how to act with such domineering attitude like pulling a man's tie.

The male chauvinist Xing Mowei couldn't lose in front of her. He pressed closer to her lips …

Mi Qiao, who originally had a favorable impression of him, was completely subdued by this deep kiss, and was forced to accept the tenderness and entanglement from him.

Mi Qiao had no experience, she could only stare at him with wide eyes, his eyes were about to break into a smile.

Hao closed all the windows as if he didn't see anything.

The woman their Young Master had set his eyes on must not be simple.

The glass on the window was made of the most advanced color-changing technology. As long as one touched a button, the entire window would be black, and one wouldn't be able to see what was going on inside.