Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 1178: The Little Loaf Has Become Cunning

Chapter 1178: Chapter 1178: The Little Loaf Has Become Cunning

Su Qing tilted her head to look, and the more she looked, the prettier she found the little pastry.

Having tried a bite just now, she found it very tasty as well.

“I want to eat the little pastry.”

“Sure!” Zhou Hengguang revealed a smile capable of toppling all creatures, his thin lips slightly upturned, his eyes harboring the triumph of a successful scheme and the surprise brought by the pet.i.te woman before him.

He really hadn’t expected an inebriated Qingqing to be this adorable.

“The little pastry for Qingqing to eat,” he coaxed in a low voice, “Qingqing can eat it however she likes.”

“Uncomfortable,” Su Qing pouted with grievance.

There was an office desk between them, and Su Qing couldn’t reach comfortably, so she complained unhappily.

“Then come over here, Qingqing.”

“Okay.”

Su Qing let go, happily running out from behind the office desk with a clip-clop, her steps unsteady and almost tumbling down. Fortunately, Zhou Hengguang’s quick reflexes allowed her to fall into his arms at the very moment she almost collapsed.

After tumbling into his embrace, Su Qing just giggled foolishly. Her hands roamed up and down, here a touch, there a pinch.

“The little pastry is soft, must be delicious.”

Zhou Hengguang was wearing a long, fluffy down jacket; he had unzipped it upon entering the room, and when Su Qing plunged into his arms, he enfolding her tightly. The oversized down jacket wrapped around Su Qing as well, with a soft cashmere sweater inside, made from the most precious imported cashmere.

Comfortable, warm, and soft—wasn’t it even better than the texture of the little pastry!

“Do you want to eat the little pastry?” Zhou Hengguang tempted.

“Yes, want to eat the little pastry.” Su Qing’s arms slid through the down jacket to hug Zhou Hengguang’s lean waist, standing on tiptoe to kiss his lips, nibbling gently, soft and smooth, she murmured contentedly, “Tasty.”

Although she was drunk, she still remembered it was from here that she had eaten just now, and she remembered the taste.

Zhou Hengguang’s inscrutable expression slowly lifted into a dangerous, alluring smile, his calm demeanor hiding a volcanic eruption of fierce pa.s.sion, along with an urgent craving to devour everything.

But he restrained himself, controlling his body’s reaction and the impulse within his heart, like the most seasoned hunter waiting for Su Qing to fall into the net he’d woven.

“The little pastry is for Qingqing to eat, however you want to eat it, okay?” His handsome face, his voice pleasant and charismatic like it had a bewitching charm, drew closer, brus.h.i.+ng gently against Su Qing’s earlobe, each touch bringing a tingling sensation that made her shudder.

The inebriated Su Qing’s mind was a blur. She found the little pastry before her so attractive, so yummy, and wanted to take it home to hide away. Yet, she also felt something was off, as if the little pastry was very dangerous, which only made her headache worse.

Su Qing wanted to rub her forehead, but before she could do so, the little pastry approached on its own initiative.

Perfect, beautiful thin lips suddenly captured her own, and Su Qing’s eyes widened in stupor and disbelief.

The little pastry had come to life, wanting to eat her?

“Close your eyes, now it’s time to eat the little pastry,” the man’s warm hand covered Su Qing’s wide-open eyes.

“Oh!” Su Qing obediently closed her eyes, and with a sound she discovered the little pastry indeed came to life, moving on its own, advancing towards her mouth. This confused her mind even more, but she didn’t ponder further since it was too bewildering.

Eating the little pastry was all that mattered.

Su Qing stood on tiptoe, reaching for Zhou Hengguang’s neck, and responded to his kiss.