After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 Is this little guy punishing him?

He turned his head and glanced at Lu Zhaozhao, then reached out and scooped her up, holding her horizontally on his lap.

“This plan will be implemented according to the third set proposed earlier, next agenda item.”

While saying this, Song Sinian gently patted Lu Zhaozhao’s back and lowered his head to whisper a comforting word near her ear, “Be good, the meeting is still going on. Let’s just make do with this hug for a while, don’t fuss.”

Even though Lu Zhaozhao’s back was to the camera, she could definitely feel the heat radiating from the back of her head.

What had she done to make Song Sinian mistakenly think she wanted a hug?

Now Lu Zhaozhao was in a dilemma, unable to decide whether to get off his lap or stay put.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally mustered up the courage, wrapped one hand around Song Sinian’s neck, took the cake in her other hand, and continued eating with her back to the video.

Lu Zhaozhao now wholly embraced the mindset that as long as she wasn’t embarrassed, the embarrassment belonged to everyone else. Yet, the feeling of shame still made her cheeks and ears turn red.

Song Sinian’s attention from the video call unconsciously wandered to Lu Zhaozhao in his arms.

His eyebrows lifted slightly. “Your ears are… huh!”

Before he could finish his sentence, Lu Zhaozhao impulsively covered his mouth with hers.

But when she belatedly realized and remembered that Song Sinian was still in a video meeting…

Ah!!!

Had she just made Mr. Song contribute his “screen debut kiss” in front of his employees?

Just moments before, she was holding a piece of cake in one hand and a fork in the other, and when she saw Song Sinian staring at her cheeks saying something about ears, she instantly knew what he was about to say.

So without thinking, she covered his mouth with hers.

Lu Zhaozhao parted her lips and her entire face flushed deeply.

If one could describe it, she was as red as a freshly cooked shrimp.

Lu Zhaozhao’s head drooped instantly, resting on Song Sinian’s shoulder, too embarrassed to face anyone.

Song Sinian blinked slowly, looking at Lu Zhaozhao and sensing her unusual state, then turned his head and asked softly, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m fine.”

Just wanting to leave Earth now.

Lu Zhaozhao leaned sullenly against Song Sinian’s shoulder and muttered, “Mr. Song, you should continue the meeting. Don’t mind me.”

“…”

Song Sinian’s brows knitted even deeper. Although he didn’t know what was wrong with Lu Zhaozhao, he felt that doing nothing at the moment seemed inappropriate.

His dark eyes narrowed, shifting immediately to the people in the meeting room.

Almost instantaneously, the people staying in the meeting room began to sweat.

They had just witnessed their CEO and the CEO’s wife exchanging hugs and kisses. Were they about to be silenced by their boss?

The group’s eyes collectively turned to Zhao Xi, filled with a pleading look, as if afraid he wouldn’t notice, they stared intently at him.

Zhao Xi: “…”

What was he to do?

It was his first time witnessing such an explosive scene.

But as the CEO’s chief secretary, how could he possibly do nothing?

Zhao Xi pondered for a moment, then silently picked up a marker pen and wrote a line on an A4 sheet before lifting it towards the camera.

Song Sinian looked at the line of text, his brows furrowed slightly, and he still reached out his long arm and started operating the mouse on the computer.

The next second, their video feed turned into a blue icon.

Song Sinian gently patted Lu Zhaozhao and murmured into her ear, “I turned off the camera.”

Lu Zhaozhao’s suspicious eyes blinked slightly; she stealthily turned her head a bit, and once she saw that blue avatar, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

At least the other side couldn’t see her, and she didn’t have to embarrass herself frequently.

Song Sinian distinctly felt the person in his arms relax completely.

She leaned softly against him, her adorable eyes and brows making his heart itch.

Song Sinian lowered his head and gently nuzzled her flushed earlobe with his nose tip, his warm breath lightly tickling her ear, “Does eating in front of many people make you shy?”

“…”

Lu Zhaozhao’s lips twitched. Was it really shyness from eating in front of people?

Clearly, it was… because of those messy things he did to her!

They had agreed that intimate actions could only be done when they were alone together.

But upon reflection, during the video conference, it was indeed just the two of them in the study; it seemed there was nothing wrong with his actions when thought about that way.

Lu Zhaozhao felt a bit speechless and pursed her lips. Why could Mr. Song always find loopholes?

Lu Zhaozhao raised her little face, her eyes staring at him indignantly.

Earlier, when the video was on, she felt very timid, but now that it was off, she felt brave enough!

Thinking this, her sparkling eyes slowly narrowed, and she suddenly smiled mysteriously at Song Sinian.

“Mr. Song, could you get me the cake and a fork?” she whispered near him, her voice light and soft.

Song Sinian, not quite understanding, did as Lu Zhaozhao asked and picked them up.

He took the cake in one hand and the fork in the other and was about to speak when he heard Lu Zhaozhao whisper in his ear again, “Make sure you hold them steady, don’t drop them~”@@novelbin@@

“???”

Song Sinian glanced at the cake and fork in his hands. These items weren’t difficult to handle; how could they possibly fall?

The next second, Lu Zhaozhao, freeing her hands, cupped his cheeks. Before Song Sinian could react, Lu Zhaozhao’s lips fiercely pressed against his.

Song Sinian’s fingertips instinctively tightened around the items he was holding, and he found himself pinned against the chair back.

With both hands occupied, one of which was holding a cake that could fall at any moment, he could only brace his arms on the armrests, allowing Lu Zhaozhao to have her way with him.

Her movements were fiercer than usual, her sharp little canines tormenting repeatedly between his lips, the slight sting like an electric shock racing down his spine, all the way to his tingling toes.

She moved even closer in her seated position, the soft pressure gradually increasing. Sensing almost all of Lu Zhaozhao’s weight on him, the breaths from Song Sinian’s nose grew heavier.

“Thud, thud,” heartbeats echoing against each other, sending his heart into a panic.

Even the hand holding the cake trembled slightly due to his tense arm.

Was this little one punishing him?

Otherwise, why would she tell him to hold the cake and fork and not drop them?

Despite their closeness, he was rendered entirely without control.

He was desperate to the point of madness.

He wanted to hug her, to tightly grasp her waist with his large hands, to wildly feel the warmth of every inch of her skin with his palms…