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?"

astonishment. It made her

she thought, she still

why did you

them were

say. He just felt the blood in his body rushing to his brain, feeling

before, even done more ambiguous things, so why was he

him again, he reached out and touched his own face, making sure it wasn't just his imagination. Then, he

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

face turned completely red when he exposed her thoughts like that. She stammered and tried to deny it, "I-I don't think

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

"But what?"

sweetness

of Beryl's reaction, he directly lowered his head and kissed her

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