Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 1401 Your Sweetness Is Not Enough

After thinking about it for a while, the best way to shut him up was...

She swallowed the remaining crumbs of bread in her mouth, took a sip of hot water, stood up, and leaned closer, tilting her head to gently kiss the man's thin lips.

The touch was fleeting, almost like an illusion of warmth.

Marcellus was stunned, a little dazed, and a little high.

"You..."

"Thank you," Beryl blushed and couldn't look at him, her big eyes fixated on a small spot on his shirt. "But you really don't have to go through all this trouble."

Now Marcellus didn't care about sandwiches or anything else; his whole heart and attention were focused on the gentle kiss just now. "Did you kiss me?"

bit of disbelief and astonishment. It made her reflect on herself, how passive she usually was, but just a light touch turned

matter what she thought, she still blushed and nodded,

did you kiss

were stunned by

saying now or what he should say. He just felt the blood in his body rushing to his brain, feeling

more ambiguous things,

him again, he reached out and touched his

think the food I made is not delicious, and you want to

her thoughts like that. She stammered and tried to deny it, "I-I don't think that way at all. I really don't. You're just making

very well that I'm not making wild guesses, but..." Marcellus deliberately spoke with

"But what?"

sweetness

reaction, he directly lowered his

sweet words, or anything else—nothing compared to the softness that came between their