Chapter 330

Ling Yiran took the lunch box and quickly began to eat with her head down. All she wanted now was to finish it quickly and leave. "Are you eating so fast because you're eager to leave?" Yi Jinli's voice rang softly in the office. "Ahem..." Ling Yiran choked, nearly spitting out her food. All she could do was hold her hands and cough with difficulty. Soon, her face became extremely red. Finally, she stopped coughing, but the palm of her hand, which was over her mouth earlier, had some grains of rice on it. Thus, she decided to take a tissue and wipe her palms. However, before she could take the tissue, his fingers grabbed her hand and drew it toward himself. She uncomfortably twisted her wrist but did not break free. "My hand is dirty, I need to wipe it," she said. "Dirty?" He chuckled with amusement. "I don't find it dirty at all." As he spoke, he lowered his head. His lips clung to her palm while the tip of his tongue licked the grains of rice off her palm. Ling Yiran stiffened