The Billionaire's Priceless Darling: 33 Days of the CEO's Pursuit - Chapter 83 - We... Are Also in Love 3
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Tears streamed down from the corners of her eyes…
Chu Shixiu was like a star in the sky, and she? She was the mud on the ground, trampled and crushed by Li Juefeng.
“Gu Xiaoai, how dare you get distracted?” Li Juefeng, noticing her wandering gaze, immediately lowered his head and bit down on her chin.
“It hurts… mm…” She cried out in pain, but it eventually turned into soft moans.
Only then did Li Juefeng kiss her lips with satisfaction, “Good girl.”
Gu Xiaoai closed her eyes, letting him have his way…
After the passion subsided, the dinner delivered by the hotel had gone completely cold. Li Juefeng ordered another serving, but Gu Xiaoai couldn’t eat. She drowsily climbed into bed and fell asleep.
Her stomach full of alcohol, her head spinning with intoxication… and even as she drifted off, the image of Chu Shixiu’s courteous smile lingered in her mind, wrapping around her like vines.
The next morning, breakfast was delivered to the presidential suite, a perfect Western meal that was truly appetizing.
Gu Xiaoai had just taken a sip of milk when Li Juefeng said, “I have to fly to Japan for a week.”
“Oh.” Gu Xiaoai nodded, noting that the milk here was indeed different from what she bought at the supermarket.
Li Juefeng raised his eyes coldly at her response, repeating her word, “Oh?”
His tone carried a hint of anger.
Gu Xiaoai wasn’t foolish; she could hear the suppressed anger in that single word, but she was puzzled as to why he was upset.
After thinking for a moment, Gu Xiaoai obediently added, “When are you leaving? Should I see you off at the airport?”
“Now, immediately!”
Li Juefeng’s face was stern as he tossed the silver fork, the clatter against the plate echoing in the room.
This unpredictable man…
Couldn’t even have a peaceful breakfast.
Gu Xiaoai reluctantly put down her cup and asked seriously, “What do you want me to do?”
“What do you think?”
What should she say? She wasn’t a mind reader; how could she know what he wanted?
Seeing his brooding expression, Gu Xiaoai sighed and then forced a fake smile, “I can make cookies. There’s a kitchen in the presidential suite. Should I bake some cookies for you to take to Japan?”
“…”
“They’re really good.” Gu Xiaoai maintained her insincere smile.
She had learned her lesson-not to provoke this lion, as it would do her no good, even though she had no desire to bake him cookies.
Oh well, consider it a thank you for coming to her rescue last night.