I Am the Sweetheart of Mr. CEO

Chapter 740 - 737: Fully Automatic ATM (2)

"Yes.""No, no means no!"

"Alright, no."

He gently caressed her small face. The sunlight streamed in from the window on the balcony, casting a golden glow on half of her face. Her skin appeared luminous and translucent, her lips tinted a light golden pink, utterly tempting.

He leaned down, drawing closer to her.

Vera Wave slightly lowered her eyelids, lifting her face towards him.

Just as he was about to kiss her, she suddenly raised a hand and placed it on his shoulder.

"That’s right, for the Peacock City project, you should quickly have Kate Palmer release the information we discovered earlier, just in case."

"Please, sweetheart, can you not stop me at a time like this?"

He leaned in to kiss her again, but she turned her head, dodging him, her hands pressed against his shoulders pushing him away.

"This is serious. If anything goes wrong, the Peacock City project will be affected."

Watching her serious little face with a smile, Kris Cooper smoothed her hair behind her ear.

"Don’t worry, I have already asked Kate Palmer to hold a press conference. It’s probably on the news by now."

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief. The man moved in once again toward her.

The moment he touched her lips, she pushed him away again.

"You jerk Kris Cooper, tell me the truth, did you instruct Kate Palmer to make that phone call?"

He’d said he had already arranged it. That must have been before he came here, because after he arrived, he definitely hadn’t made any calls. He had clearly agreed, yet Kate Palmer still called. Without a doubt, it was his trick.

He grinned cheekily, revealing his signature smirk.

"That’s because, I wanted to know just how worried my wife was about me."

"I wasn’t worried about you, I was worried about my stocks."

"Then you should be even more worried about me." Kris Cooper gently lifted her chin. "Don’t forget, your husband is an ATM, ready for withdrawals anytime you need!"

Saying this, his lips met hers in a kiss.

Vera Wave stopped struggling and wrapped an arm around his neck, fully focusing on ’withdrawing the cash’.

Under the sunlight, their lips intertwined, kissing fervently. It had been a long time since they had been this intimate. At this moment, a kiss conveyed so much more than words could.

After a while, they parted, both panting slightly. His arms were still wrapped around her, and her arms rested lightly around his waist.

"This whole time, it felt like I was in a nightmare."

Stroking her hair, Kris Cooper took a slow breath.

"Hungry? Do you want me to order more food? What would you like?"

"Grilled meat, Hot Pot, sushi, steak, Blueberry Mousse, matcha ice cream..." She rattled off countless delicious things, then looked at him with hopeful eyes. "I want them all!"

Kris Cooper frowned in disapproval. "You seem to have forgotten the most important thing?"

She thought for a moment. "Ah, right... There are also the crystal meatballs from Imperial Cuisine! Just thinking about them makes my mouth water."

"Little glutton!" He tapped her forehead lightly. "I was referring to myself, your husband!"

"You?!" She drew back, sizing him up before sneering, "You’re not as tasty as the takeout I ordered!"

After saying this, she walked towards the sofa.

The man quickly reached out to grab her, lifting her into his arms, placing her on the sofa, and started to tickle her. She laughed, curling into a ball.

"Honey, stop it... Kris... I was wrong... HA HA..."