Claiming My Possessive CEO Husband by Qiaoqiao

34 Chapter 34: Going Blind

Caleb Mamet leaned back in his chair, pushing the

lunchbox towards Xaviera Evans.

Xaviera: “…”

Her gaze lingered on Caleb’s lips.

Okay, she admitted she had developed a picky appetite. Her food used to always taste bitter, she’d grown accustomed to it. But since kissing Caleb, she could taste the flavor of her meals. Xaviera felt like eating those bitter dishes again would be the world’s

worst torture!

But lately, Caleb had been grumpy she didn’t dare to

touch him…

“Eat, don’t want to eat?” Caleb tapped impatiently on

the table.

Xaviera thought for three seconds and then suddenly raised her head to show a smile: “Do you want a kiss?”

The delicious food right in front of her, she can’t resist the temptation of food, she outstretched her evil little hand to Caleb.

Caleb looked cold, a light hum escaping from his throat: “Say that again?”

Xaviera swallowed. Her chopsticks randomly poking at

the rice in her bowl, dealing with Caleb had become difficult lately. She hesitated whether to go on.

But…

She glanced at the glutinous rice balls on the small desk, remembering the soft and sweet taste, she

her eyes, opened her mouth, and announced: “I said, do

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softly: “Sorry, no

Xaviera: “!”

Are you kidding me?!

say no kiss, so no

extreme, Xaviera charged across the table, pressing one hand on Caleb’s shoulder. She lowered her head

towards the man’s

the lips that

was a hint

against the leather chair while Xaviera took liberties with his

and merely gnawed on Caleb’s lips, accidentally biting too hard at one point, causing him to

hoarse. Startled,

slowly

Caleb’s mouth.

Xaviera: “…

of his lips. The faint sting made him furrow his brows unintentionally. The look he gave

awkwardly toyed with her hair:

was inscrutable:

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Price who had witnessed the entirely

eyes were going to go

Xaviera quietly returned to her seat and began eating her

her, watching as she stuffs her cheeks like a hamster. Her chopsticks

care of herself, she

serve food to Caleb.

His well–defined fingers picked up the neglected chopsticks and

while, only the sound of food being chewed remained

and

students backstage were discussing the topic of the

time the theme was set by Miss Lohill!”

no wonder it’s so hard, I feel like