CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

C397 Which Blind Person Would Peek?



C397 Which Blind Person Would Peek?

3Lu Yiran caught a glimpse of Han Zhiyu's angry face out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. He stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out like an arrow leaving the bow.    
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When the car stopped at the entrance of the villa, Han Zhiyu was still leaning on the seat and said snappily, "Who is that woman? Why did she keep pestering you?"    

    

"She is my classmate at the Paris University. " Lu Yiran turned his head and looked into her eyes. "I told her a long time ago that I was married. She didn't believe me and insisted on seeing it with her own eyes. "    

    

"Then give her the marriage certificate. " Han Zhiyu replied snappily.    

    

Lu Yiran knew Han Zhiyu was really angry, but he enjoyed the feeling of being valued.    

    

He lowered his voice and said gently, "I will print the marriage certificate tomorrow and send it to all my friends. Are you satisfied?"    

    

Han Zhiyu was originally just angry. With just one sentence, Lu Yiran's words made her seem like a child who was angry.    

    

"Forget it. Otherwise, I will be laughed at as a child again. "    

    

"With me here, who dares to say anything to you?"    

    

The slightly overbearing declaration made Han Zhiyu's heart surge with sweetness. But she pursed her lower lip and still asked the doubt in her heart, "Do you men really think that the bigger the better?"    

    

It was said that men were visual animals and usually liked big breasts.    

    

Did Lu Yiran think so too?    

    

"Oh, you think so?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Zhiyu.    

    

"I don't think so. " Han Zhiyu laughed dryly. "I was just casually asking. I was just a little curious. "    

    

Lu Yiran looked at her with a heavy gaze. He pressed her hand that was about to undo the seatbelt and hooked his lower lip. "Zhiyu. "    

    

"Get out of the car!" She broke free of his hand and quickly unbuckled the seatbelt.    

    

This man was truly terrifying!    

    

"Hold on. "    

    

Following his voice, he flipped over and pressed her onto the seat.    

    

His lips moved closer to her ear, "What were you thinking about just now?"    

    

"Lu Yiran, I didn't!" Han Zhiyu really admired him. "I can't just ask casually. Can you come down?"    

    

"Do you think all men like big boobs? Including me?"    

    

Han Zhiyu was pressed down from her shoulders to her arms and legs.    

    

In the crowded and narrow car, she was unable to move. She felt as if she would be executed by him in the next second in the car.    

    

The hot kiss went behind her ear, moving slowly and gently.    

    

Her breath was so hot that it made her tremble slightly. She didn't even know when he let go of her hand. He pressed on his shoulder and his voice became a bit more pleading, "Get out of the car. "    

    

The hands that were holding her arm earlier slid down to her waist. He leaned against her lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, no matter if you are big or small, I love you. "    

    

This man started teasing her when he got the chance!    

    

Han Zhiyu opened her mouth and her tongue was poked in by the man.    

    

She did not say a word and was kissed accurately.    

    

The car was parked not far from the door and did not go into the garage. It could be seen by the maids who came out at any time.    

    

Han Zhiyu was a little anxious. She resisted and dodged as she tried to push him away with her hand.    

    

It was just that this kind of disobedient action made him a little unhappy.    

    

He stretched out his hand and grabbed her dishonest hands. At the same time, he held her head with one hand and kissed her even deeper and more intensely.    

    

It was not until she used up all her strength that she went soft under him and obediently let him take her for a moment before she stopped.    

    

"Bastard. "    

    

He laughed softly and extended his finger to slide across the alluring crystal on her lips. His movements were clearly perverted. "What are you afraid of? Which blind person would come over and peek? Husband and wife can't even kiss in front of their own house, what's the meaning of that?"    

    

Han Zhiyu turned her head and even forgot that her arm was still hanging on his neck.    

    

Han Zhiyu opened the car door with one hand and carried her up, "How do you plan to compensate for what you owe me last night?"    

    

"The car hasn't stopped yet. Put me down first. "    

    

"Listen to me. Your legs are weak and you can't walk. I'll carry you in. " He was gentle and considerate.    

    

Obviously, he had no intention of letting her down. "Just let the maids park the car in. "    

    

Han Zhiyu felt weak all over. She glared at him and wanted to strangle him.    

    

The car did not even drive into the garage. He let the maids stop the car and then he carried her in.    

    

This kind of behavior didn't require intelligence to know what to do.    

    

The maid obviously didn't dare to make a sound, but this kind of thing that she was well aware of was still a bit embarrassing.    

    

"Lu Yiran, will you let me down?"    

    

Seeing that he was about to get close to the door, Han Zhiyu struggled a few more times without cooperation. "Did you hear that?"    

    

"I heard it," Lu Yiran lazily replied. He was slapped on her butt by her struggling. "Stop fooling around. Hold on tight. " Han Zhiyu's face turned red. She stared at this man whose face was thicker than a city wall. "If you don't let me down, I will be angry!"    

    

He glanced at her face indifferently. "Do you want me to change my posture and hug you?"    

    

“. . . ”    

    

"Maybe you'll feel even more embarrassed. "    

    

Han Zhiyu was about to break down, but in the end, she was carried into the villa by him.    

    

The maid was indeed cleaning the living room. When she saw them come in, she smiled and said, "Sir, Madam. "    

    

Probably because of her guilty conscience, Han Zhiyu looked at the maid's smiling eyes and felt her face turn even redder.    

    

Until she was carried into the bedroom by him, when the man put her down, his body flipped over. . .    

    

M City. . .    

    

In a single apartment, Lee Feifei was sitting on the sofa in the living room and watching TV with a cold face.    

    

The light in the living room was not turned on. The green and cold light of the television was reflected on her face. It was deathly pale.    

    

Actually, she did not watch the television at all. Instead, her ears were paying attention to the phone beside the sofa. It seemed like she was waiting for someone to call.    

    

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"    

    

The moment the phone thought of it, Lee Feifei immediately pulled it up and answered. Her voice also trembled unconsciously.    

    

"How is the situation now?"    

    

The person on the other end did not know what to say. The originally pale Lee Feifei seemed to have been sucked out the last drop of blood. The white color was about to disappear. Her lips moved and in the end, only three words popped out, "Got it. " Then, she hung up the phone.    

    

Then, she curled up her entire body and nervously bit her nails.    

    

This was her usual habit. When she was afraid and uneasy, she would subconsciously bite her nails.    

    

If there were colleagues who saw it now, they would definitely be shocked. After all, no matter what, they could not link this fragile woman in front of them to Secretary Lee, who was vigorous and decisive in the company during peacetime.    

    

At this moment, Lee Feifei's confused eyes suddenly focused and she picked up her phone again.    

    

She turned to a number from her contact list and her eyes lit up like the light of hope. Then, she reached out and pressed the dial button.    

    

Her hand that was holding the phone was trembling, and her heart was beating extremely fast.    

    

In the spacious living room, only the sound of TV and the ticking of the clock on the wall could be heard.    

    

Rustle, rustle, rustle.    

    

Time passed minute by minute.    

    

No one answered the phone. Lee Feifei refused to give up and made two more calls.    

    

Until the third call came from a familiar female customer service voice. " Sorry, the call you dialed cannot be connected for the time being. . . " At that time, her phone received a message.    

    

She hurriedly switched to the mailbox to check. With just a glance, she immediately rushed to the study and turned on the computer.    

    

Following the instructions, she logged into her personal email and saw that she had received a new email five minutes ago.    

    


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