Almira Arenas frowned slightly as she saw Eduardo Tercero smile slightly, “President Eduardo…. why are you smiling?”
Eduardo Tercero shook his head and merely said, “It’s nothing, go away now.”
Almira Arenas secretly clenched her fist. President Eduardo didn’t care that Claudio Belles was on a video call with another man, or did he trust the woman too much?
Almira Arenas was about to leave when Claudio Belles came up with HAHA.
Claudio Belles glanced at the plate of fresh fruit next to Eduardo Tercero’s hand, which contained slices of dragon fruit, strawberries, kiwis and orange pulp, and looked very appetizing.
Eduardo Tercero, naturally, noticed the look on her face and a hint of mischief crossed their minds, “Would you like some?”
“Well, it’s a shame to leave such a delicious fruit uneaten by President Eduardo, why don’t I fix it for President Eduardo?”
“Go ahead.”
Claudio Belles turned to leave with his tray of fruit when Eduardo Tercero called out to him, “Who gave you permission to leave?”
Claudio Belles was slightly taken aback, “My eating fruit here will interfere with President Eduardo’s work, won’t it?”
Eduardo Tercero’s chin tilted slightly and he pointed to the sofa in the study, “Sit there and eat, it won’t bother me.”
Almira Arenas, who had gone to the door, saw Claudio Belles in the study, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, eating his cut fruit with pleasure and with clenched fists.
The fruit he cut, surprisingly, was eaten by Claudio Belles.
She saw that Claudio Belles was doing it on purpose!
In the studio, Claudio Belles, eating the fruit, says: “I’m afraid Miss Almira hates me, the flesh of the orange is cut in the shape of a heart, a piece of Miss Almira’s love, does President Eduardo really not want to taste it? ”
Eduardo Tercero stopped his work and looked up to see Claudio Belles’ slender fingers cupping a piece of orange pulp in the shape of a heart.
The man’s thin lips inevitably touched his fingertips.
Claudio Belles was about to withdraw his hand when his fingers were bitten by Eduardo Tercero with his Almira teeth.
“…”
This man, was it because of the orange flesh, or was it a deliberate attempt to provoke her?
Eduardo Tercero’s gaze bore into her, and only after seeing her blush and finally feeling a hint of embarrassment, did he let her go.
Claudio Belles withdrew his fingers and immediately brought his hand to his back, squeezing the fingertips that seemed to still have residual heat, only to feel his ears burning.
“Very sweet.”
Edward the Third looked at her playfully and made the comment.
Claudius Belles grunted slightly and proceeded to pick up his fork and pop a piece of fruit into his mouth, “Fruit cut by a good man, naturally sweet.”
“I’m not talking about the orange.”
Claudio Belles turns his face and meets Eduardo Tercero’s deep gaze, and the four eyes meet in silence for several seconds.
Half an hour later, Claudio Belles asked, with mock composure, “Presidente Eduardo, are you kidding me?”
Eduardo Tercero had a slight, affectionate smile in the corner of his eyes, his gaze never once leaving her face, serious and focused, “I’m not flirting, can’t you see? I’m seriously pursuing you.”
Claudio Belles’ hand, clutching the plate of fruit, suddenly stiffened between them, as if he had not expected Eduardo Tercero to admit so openly that he was pursuing her.
Eduardo Tercero looked at her slightly puzzled and couldn’t help but smile slightly, “That’s intimidating?”.
“… No. President Eduardo was kind of teasing just now, wasn’t he?”
If he was really serious about pursuing someone, would he have made some 100-day agreement with her and brought in another woman to fool around in front of her?
Eduardo Tercero is clearly provocative and teasing.
Eduardo Tercero raised an eyebrow, “If you say so, you’re right.”
Claudio Belles sighed slightly as he finished the plate of fruit, “Almira Arenas must be regretting not poisoning the fruit.”
“She wouldn’t dare, and if you die, I’ll have her buried with you.”
Eduardo Tercero said this lightly, and Claudio Belles looked at him with some astonishment.
“Why do you look at me, do you think your man is handsome?”
Claudio Belles asks seriously, “President Eduardo, is it true that you are in love with me?”.
Why is it that there are always certain fleeting moments when she seems to feel that Eduardo Tercero really loves her, even to the point of affection?
It must be her illusion.
Eduardo Tercero clasped her in his arms, his hands firmly encircled her waist, his dark eyes looked at her for a moment, and he said, “Will you believe me when I tell you that I love you?”
Claudius Belles raised his hand and pressed it to his thin lips, his red lips slightly teased as he smiled lightly, “To speak of love now would seem too frivolous for President Edward. ”
Edward the Third pushed her hand away and growled coldly, holding it away as he stood up and returned to his desk. “Then you ask.”
Claudio Belles: “…”