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Chapter 45 You are seeking your own death!
The next moment, Saint hugged Colleen Wen's thighs tightly, fixing her firmly on his body, and took a long stride forward, past the legal documents scattered on the ground, and went straight to the martial arts gym. He went to the back bedroom, took out a hand in a hurry, and slammed the door with a loud "Bang!"Please () see the most complete!The fastest updated novel!
There is no need to go into details about what happened behind the door, please imagine for yourself...
……
The next day, Saint, who basically hadn't slept all night, naturally got up late. It can be said that "the spring night is short and the sun rises high. From now on, the king will not go to court early." He didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and Colleen Wen, who was sleeping next to him, was still sleeping very soundly. Because Saint looked at her peaceful sleeping face, he couldn't help but tilt his head and steal a kiss. He gave her a bite.
"Well... no more..."
Colleen Wen murmured in a lazy voice while half asleep. At the same time, she subconsciously turned over to stay away from Saint, the perverted ghost, and got rid of her physical entanglement with him.
Saint chuckled "hehe", gently lifted the quilt, climbed out of bed, and then pulled the quilt down to cover Colleen Wen's white and tender shoulders, and then openly I was naked and went straight to the bathroom to wash up.
After taking a hot bath, Saint returned to the bedroom, picked up the clothes he wore yesterday from the floor, and had no choice but to continue putting them on. After dressing himself neatly, he glanced at Ke, who was still sleeping soundly. Lin Wen reluctantly left the bedroom and walked to the kitchen on the other side of the martial arts hall.
After a while, Colleen Wen sniffed on the bed. Seduced by the aroma that represented food, she sat up suddenly. Before her eyes were fully opened, she jumped out of bed wrapped in a quilt, naked. He walked out of the bedroom, walked across the entire martial arts hall, and stuck his head out at the door of the kitchen: "Why are you still here? I thought you left."
Hearing the sound, Saint turned his head and replied with a pun: "Of course I can't leave before I've fed you."
Colleen Wen obviously didn't hear the pun and gave Saint a bright smile: "You have a conscience."
Saint shook the pan in his hand, turned over a large pancake in the pan, shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you don't put on some clothes, my conscience won't be able to hold it anymore."
"Pooh!"
Colleen Wenqiao spat with a blushing face, obviously recalling something embarrassing. She subconsciously tightened the tight quilt and shouted Saint's nickname that was just released last night: "Little perverted dog!" You know what you’re thinking! I’m warning you! Don’t make the wrong idea!”
"I'm warning you too."
Saint glanced at Colleen Wen with an aggressive look: "If you don't leave, I'm going to pounce on you!"
Hearing this, Colleen Wen immediately retracted her head and disappeared at the door of the kitchen. After a while, Saint, who had an outstanding ear, heard the imaginative sound of water flowing from the bathroom opposite the kitchen.
Saint swallowed hard and almost used up all his willpower not to rush into the bathroom. In order to resist the temptation, he focused all his attention on the pan in his hand. Two pieces of fried green onion and egg pancakes are the pinnacle of life.
Time passed for a while, and when Saint was putting the pancakes on the plate and placing them on the dining table, Colleen Wing, with wet hair, appeared at the door of the kitchen wrapped in a bath towel. At first glance, her whole body looked like a hibiscus. Delicate.
"How dare you tease me?! You are asking for death!"
Because Saint couldn't hold it back any longer, he roared in a hoarse voice, dropped the plate and rushed over. He grabbed Colleen Wing's slender waist and lifted her up when she screamed "Ah!" He lifted her up with his arms and put them on his shoulders. He moved forward half a step without stopping, heading straight towards the bedroom.
Colleen Wen was shocked, embarrassed, happy and annoyed. She patted Saint's back feebly with both hands: "Put me down! Eat first, I'm hungry!"
"Don't let go! I can't stand it anymore! Feed me first and then talk!"
"...Little perverted dog! You just said you were fed, did you mean this?!"
"What do you think it means? What does that mean!"
"what!"
Accompanied by a scream and a loud "bang!", the bedroom door was slammed hard again.
……
Afterwards, Saint and Colleen Wing were covered with the same quilt, half lying on the bed side by side, each holding a green onion and egg pancake, and they both devoured it...
"what?"
It wasn't until she was halfway through eating that Colleen Wen finally realized what she was doing. She puffed up her cheeks and asked vaguely, "It's been so long. Why is the cake still warm?"
Saint was so busy that he didn't have time to explain to her. He stretched out his right hand and touched it to Colleen Wen's lower abdomen. He used his breath to release the palm of his hand and gave a direct demonstration: "Like this ."
"Ugh...it's so hot!"
Colleen Wing twisted her waist reflexively and slapped Saint on the arm. The force was probably that of an ordinary weak woman: "Asshole! Do you want to roast me?!"
"Am I willing?"
Because Saint asked in a glib tone, since the day he reopened the store, he has been grilling meat with his breath every day, and he has no longer mastered the control of temperature: "I have a sense of discretion, how many degrees higher is your body temperature?" That’s it, it’s impossible to even burn it, let alone roast it.”
"This is a great trick! The microwave is also convenient!"
Colleen Wen, as a woman with no talent for anything, had no talent at all in her cooking skills. Because Saint's aura used to assist cooking was released, she immediately thought of heating up pizza and other takeaways, and opened her mouth. He said, "I want to learn, teach me!"
"Row."
Saint nodded without hesitation: "I'll teach you after eating the bread."
"Now?"
Colleen Wen raised her eyebrows in surprise: "When did this happen? Aren't you going back to the restaurant?"
"What time do you think it is? It's already afternoon. It's already past lunch."
Saint despised Colleen Wing's concept of time, and then continued: "Besides, I have informed Lorna and Peter this afternoon and given them half a month's leave. Well, their wages will still be paid."
"Half a month?!"
Colleen Wen's voice suddenly rose ten degrees, and she instinctively pulled up the quilt to cover herself tightly: "Little pervert! What do you want to do?!"
"I also feel that half a month is not necessarily enough."
Because Saint saw that Colleen Wen had misunderstood, he didn't intend to explain it for the time being, so he teased her wrongly and said, "We'll see when the time comes. It's not enough to continue the vacation."
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There is no need to go into details about what happened behind the door, please imagine for yourself...
……
The next day, Saint, who basically hadn't slept all night, naturally got up late. It can be said that "the spring night is short and the sun rises high. From now on, the king will not go to court early." He didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and Colleen Wen, who was sleeping next to him, was still sleeping very soundly. Because Saint looked at her peaceful sleeping face, he couldn't help but tilt his head and steal a kiss. He gave her a bite.
"Well... no more..."
Colleen Wen murmured in a lazy voice while half asleep. At the same time, she subconsciously turned over to stay away from Saint, the perverted ghost, and got rid of her physical entanglement with him.
Saint chuckled "hehe", gently lifted the quilt, climbed out of bed, and then pulled the quilt down to cover Colleen Wen's white and tender shoulders, and then openly I was naked and went straight to the bathroom to wash up.
After taking a hot bath, Saint returned to the bedroom, picked up the clothes he wore yesterday from the floor, and had no choice but to continue putting them on. After dressing himself neatly, he glanced at Ke, who was still sleeping soundly. Lin Wen reluctantly left the bedroom and walked to the kitchen on the other side of the martial arts hall.
After a while, Colleen Wen sniffed on the bed. Seduced by the aroma that represented food, she sat up suddenly. Before her eyes were fully opened, she jumped out of bed wrapped in a quilt, naked. He walked out of the bedroom, walked across the entire martial arts hall, and stuck his head out at the door of the kitchen: "Why are you still here? I thought you left."
Hearing the sound, Saint turned his head and replied with a pun: "Of course I can't leave before I've fed you."
Colleen Wen obviously didn't hear the pun and gave Saint a bright smile: "You have a conscience."
Saint shook the pan in his hand, turned over a large pancake in the pan, shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you don't put on some clothes, my conscience won't be able to hold it anymore."
"Pooh!"
Colleen Wenqiao spat with a blushing face, obviously recalling something embarrassing. She subconsciously tightened the tight quilt and shouted Saint's nickname that was just released last night: "Little perverted dog!" You know what you’re thinking! I’m warning you! Don’t make the wrong idea!”
"I'm warning you too."
Saint glanced at Colleen Wen with an aggressive look: "If you don't leave, I'm going to pounce on you!"
Hearing this, Colleen Wen immediately retracted her head and disappeared at the door of the kitchen. After a while, Saint, who had an outstanding ear, heard the imaginative sound of water flowing from the bathroom opposite the kitchen.
Saint swallowed hard and almost used up all his willpower not to rush into the bathroom. In order to resist the temptation, he focused all his attention on the pan in his hand. Two pieces of fried green onion and egg pancakes are the pinnacle of life.
Time passed for a while, and when Saint was putting the pancakes on the plate and placing them on the dining table, Colleen Wing, with wet hair, appeared at the door of the kitchen wrapped in a bath towel. At first glance, her whole body looked like a hibiscus. Delicate.
"How dare you tease me?! You are asking for death!"
Because Saint couldn't hold it back any longer, he roared in a hoarse voice, dropped the plate and rushed over. He grabbed Colleen Wing's slender waist and lifted her up when she screamed "Ah!" He lifted her up with his arms and put them on his shoulders. He moved forward half a step without stopping, heading straight towards the bedroom.
Colleen Wen was shocked, embarrassed, happy and annoyed. She patted Saint's back feebly with both hands: "Put me down! Eat first, I'm hungry!"
"Don't let go! I can't stand it anymore! Feed me first and then talk!"
"...Little perverted dog! You just said you were fed, did you mean this?!"
"What do you think it means? What does that mean!"
"what!"
Accompanied by a scream and a loud "bang!", the bedroom door was slammed hard again.
……
Afterwards, Saint and Colleen Wing were covered with the same quilt, half lying on the bed side by side, each holding a green onion and egg pancake, and they both devoured it...
"what?"
It wasn't until she was halfway through eating that Colleen Wen finally realized what she was doing. She puffed up her cheeks and asked vaguely, "It's been so long. Why is the cake still warm?"
Saint was so busy that he didn't have time to explain to her. He stretched out his right hand and touched it to Colleen Wen's lower abdomen. He used his breath to release the palm of his hand and gave a direct demonstration: "Like this ."
"Ugh...it's so hot!"
Colleen Wing twisted her waist reflexively and slapped Saint on the arm. The force was probably that of an ordinary weak woman: "Asshole! Do you want to roast me?!"
"Am I willing?"
Because Saint asked in a glib tone, since the day he reopened the store, he has been grilling meat with his breath every day, and he has no longer mastered the control of temperature: "I have a sense of discretion, how many degrees higher is your body temperature?" That’s it, it’s impossible to even burn it, let alone roast it.”
"This is a great trick! The microwave is also convenient!"
Colleen Wen, as a woman with no talent for anything, had no talent at all in her cooking skills. Because Saint's aura used to assist cooking was released, she immediately thought of heating up pizza and other takeaways, and opened her mouth. He said, "I want to learn, teach me!"
"Row."
Saint nodded without hesitation: "I'll teach you after eating the bread."
"Now?"
Colleen Wen raised her eyebrows in surprise: "When did this happen? Aren't you going back to the restaurant?"
"What time do you think it is? It's already afternoon. It's already past lunch."
Saint despised Colleen Wing's concept of time, and then continued: "Besides, I have informed Lorna and Peter this afternoon and given them half a month's leave. Well, their wages will still be paid."
"Half a month?!"
Colleen Wen's voice suddenly rose ten degrees, and she instinctively pulled up the quilt to cover herself tightly: "Little pervert! What do you want to do?!"
"I also feel that half a month is not necessarily enough."
Because Saint saw that Colleen Wen had misunderstood, he didn't intend to explain it for the time being, so he teased her wrongly and said, "We'll see when the time comes. It's not enough to continue the vacation."
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