The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 1780

"Don't you want to eat pickles? Why are you eating my noodles?" Essa was upset.

"I want to eat. Didn't you just say that you were going to be damned if you weren't nice to me? Did you completely forget what you said in the blink of an eye?" Jazz stared deeply at her. His gaze seemed to be saying she was ungrateful.

"That's what I said. And it's true, but you can't push my luck. Because you said you wanted to eat something salty, I went to South Lane to buy you pickles."

However, Jazz looked arrogant and shameless. "But I think noodles are delicious right now, so I want to eat noodles!"

Essa breathed deeply. She thought it was okay for her to compromise, so she said,” Okay. Then you wait. I'l go downstairs and buy you another cup of instant noodles. Spicy or not? Which do you choose?”

"Forget it. I just want to eat the cup of noodles you're having." Jazz was referring to the cup of instant noodles that was in front of Essa. She thought he was joking. After all, that was the cup of instant noodles she had eaten

"I'm very, very hungry right now. I can't wait for you to go downstairs to buy ancther cup of instant noodles." As he spoke, Jazz leaned forward, took her cup of instant noodles directly over, and ate it.

Seeing this, Essa also swallowed what she wanted to say. She sat back in her chair and opened the bag of fried chicken to eat.

Essa bought spicy fried chicken and felt that it was super spicy. She felt so spicy that her face turned a little red. However, the mare she ate the fried chicken. the better it tasted

Jazz had just taken two bites of the noodles, but the delicious fried chicken caught Jazz's eye again. Then, he reached out and pointed to the fried chicken. "l want to eat it too..."

Jazz thought it was amazing because he found that everything she had eaten was delicious and made him have an appetite.

However, Essa felt that Jazz was just having trouble with her. Whenever she wanted to do something, he just wanted to ruin it and leave her restless. Then she began to regret what she had said about taking good care of him.

That was because Jazz was taking advantage of her good nature. And it had only been a few hours, but she felt deeply that she couldn't go on being so unprincipled.

"Eat your noodles!” She didn't even lock at him and started eating the fried chicken. "Are you going to give it to me or not?" Jazz raised his eyebrows. However, Essa was very determined. "Ho!"

He didn't say anything more. He lifted the blanket with one hand and sat up, stretching out his long arm to grab the fried chicken that Essa was eating.

However, how could Essa let him get what he wanted? Essa began to dodge, but Jazz was tall and strong. He pinned her with his arm and pressed her under his body.

Essa refused to give in. She held the fried chicken in one hand and kept waving it in the air, so he couldn't touch it. Jazz didn't take her struggles seriously. Then, he pressed his body against hers. In that way, Essa was pinned underneath him. Essa squirmed. But Jazz clamped her hands to stop her moving, opened his mouth, and gnawed on the fried chicken in her hand.

"You're shameless!" Essa scolded Jazz in anger.

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However, Jazz seemed to be deaf to her words and was eating more. and more leisurely. And Essa was not happy ‘about this, so she tickled his waist with the other hand.

Jazz had a total of three sensitive spots on his body, which were his lips, ears, and waist. And his waist was the most sensitive spot. After being tickled by Essa, he immediately went limp, so he whispered a warning. "Let go of me!" "I didn't expect you to have a soft spot. And that's your waist. I finally found your Achilles’ heel, so do you think I'll be that obedient?”

Not only did she not let go of him. Instead, she became more reckless. She started tickling his waist from top to bottom and from left to right.

The tickling ndade it impossible for Jazz to hold-up any longer. His arms went limpsand then he fell straight > down. The two of them were on top of each c other and face to face (The moment he fell, his lips pressed against hers. =