Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

Yuxuan paused in place, watching the man cut off the screen.

The metal buttons on the cuffs of the white shirt exuded the sun's rays, and the cyan blood vessels were slightly highlighted between the powerful wrists.

"Mr. Li, I'm here to deliver coffee." Yuxuan smiled faintly, with a face that didn't show up, with shallow dimples, surly like a docile little white rabbit.

She tried her best to walk towards him slowly with the attitude that a wealthy daughter should have. But the cold oppressive aura hit her without halving.

This man is not eating hard or soft at all?

Yuxuan put the tray in front of the desk, where he could reach.

Li Beichen's long and stalwart figure leaned against the office chair, stretched out his hand, rubbed his frowning eyebrows with his white and cold fingers. The light from the floor-to-ceiling windows shone in, making him lazy and cold. It's just that from beginning to end, he didn't raise his eyes to look at Shi Yuxuan.

For a while, she didn't know how to speak, was taken aback, and asked: "Aren't you afraid of hardship?"

She felt so bitter that she was about to swallow her tongue just by smelling the scent of steaming heat. This man, can he really drink without adding a little bit of sugar?

"If you feel bitter, I happen to have a few pieces of white chocolate, Dove's, and creamy."

Li Beichen frowned.

In the past, his life in a foreign country could not be managed every day, but when he was busy day and night, he was often overwhelmed by the huge workload. Over time, black coffee became his necessity.

It was bitter, but he never put sugar.

For so many years abroad, there was no one around him, none at all. His biological mother threw him abroad and ignored him. Who else could he count on to experience the bitterness?

"No," he said coldly.

Under the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sturdy and tall figure lined the entire black suit with all edges and corners stretched, smooth, comfortable and charming.

Involuntarily, Yu Xuan thought of the trembling fingertips and the feeling of his strong and developed abdominal muscles-hot and tight, revealing the power of destruction!

Crazy, really crazy. When did she see his physique, in a dream?

Yuxuan slowly walked over.

When Li Beichen noticed it, he found a thick milk scent suddenly approached. Before his handsome eyebrows could be frowned, he saw a piece of peeled Dove white chocolate clinging to his thin lips.

"It's milky and sweet. I like it so much. Would you like it?" She still smiled.

Li Beichen almost had a few black lines on Li Beichen's hard and tough face!

——How does this woman want him?

——Fed by her?

——Or does he eat it himself?

——The most terrible thing is that the white chocolate that I ate is full of rich milk flavor!

Either way, it is not acceptable to Li Beichen, the president of Tangtang Yuzun.

Junyi's eyebrows were filled with unprecedented coldness, and her thin lips were tightly pressed dangerously.

"Shi Yuxuan..." He took a low breath, keeping the last trace of patience, and wanted to speak with a low, magnetic voice.

And a white hand had suddenly stuffed the piece of milk-flavored white chocolate into his thin lips, and the rustling wrapping paper was still ringing.

Li Beichen's face was completely black.

He clearly felt the sweet and greasy smell spread between his lips and tongue, and his slender fingers released the pen, allowing the pen and ink to faint a smudge on the document on the table.

"Is it sweet? Isn't it delicious?"

She actually looked curious, tilted her head and asked.