Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 55
Beiming Haoting grabbed her wrist, pulled her to sit down at the dining table, and then personally served her a bowl of fish soup. His sexy and magnetic voice hit her body like electricity: "Drink!"

Yan Chuyan's fingertips trembled, she looked down helplessly at the fish soup in front of her, and curled her lips.

Does she really want to drink?

If she doesn't drink, will this demon man let her go?

"What are you doing in a daze? Do you want me to feed you?" Beiming Haoting sat down on the chair beside her, his handsome face was stained with evil, and his sword eyebrows were raised frivolously.

Seeing his mean smile, Yan Chuyan wanted to splash fish soup on his face.

The next second, Beiming Haoting stretched out his slender hand, picked up the bowl of fish soup in front of her, raised his head and took a big gulp.

Yan Chuyan stared at his movements in astonishment, the beautiful lines on his neck were obvious, his gaze fell on the man's delicate collarbone following the slightly moving contour lines, the fish soup entered his throat from his mouth, and his slightly protruding Adam's apple moved , and stopped.

Yan Chuyan looked dazed, this evildoer, why can he be so attractive even after drinking soup!

God is so unfair.

Suddenly, Beiming Haoting raised his long arms, pulled her into his arms, and pressed her on his big pusher, and his thin and sexy lips immediately covered her small cherry lips.

"Hmm—" The tightly closed lips were forcibly pried open by the hot lips and teeth, and the warm and delicious fish soup was poured over.

The delicious fish smell is mixed with a faint milk fragrance, without any fishy smell, which is completely different from the fish soup she imagined.

It feels... tastes good.

Uh... wait, what is she doing now?
Damn, the bastard demon man is playing hooligans on her again!

"...You let go!" Yan Chuyan excitedly pushed Beiming Haoting away, raised her hand to wipe her lips vigorously, and stared at him in shame and anger.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little weird!

Beiming Haoting continued to add the remaining fish soup on Tian's lips, with a wicked and sexy voice: "Do you still want to drink? I can wrong myself and continue to feed."

wronged yourself?cut!Do you really think of yourself as too emperor?
Yan Chuyan was still rubbing her lips vigorously, feeling uncomfortable no matter how much she rubbed.

Suddenly, she got up and ran into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and quickly rinsed her mouth with clear water in her hands.

Ouch!

She almost regretted it to death!If time could be turned back two months, no matter how high the salary was offered by the other party, she would never come to this castle.

Beiming Haoting narrowed his eyes and stared at her motionlessly, with a trace of hesitation on his face.

After a while, he got up and walked over without making a sound, standing quietly behind Yan Chuyan, looking at her.

"Ouch..." After she clenched her throat, she threw up on the toilet in pain, her face pale.

She absolutely can't let such a wicked thing stay in her stomach.

"What's the matter with you?" A low, mellow voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Yan Chuyan's heart trembled violently, her eyes froze, and she said in pain, "Don't worry about me, go away..."

Beiming Haoting poured her a glass of water, bent down to support her, and said with concern: "Come on, rinse your mouth first."

"I said don't touch me!" Yan Chuyan pushed him away mercilessly, the delicate crystal cup overturned and fell to the ground, and the scum fell to the ground.

"You really can't eat fish?" Seeing her pale as paper, Beiming Haoting suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter and asked worriedly.

"I'm allergic to fish, is that okay?" After vomiting, Yan Chuyan slumped on the ground weakly.

In fact, her physique is not allergic to fish, but the terrible memories of her childhood caused her a psychological shadow, so she subconsciously resisted fish.

Coupled with the fact that Yao Nan treated her like that just now, I felt even more uncomfortable.

"Allergies?" Beiming Haoting narrowed his blue eyes, thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)