After reacting, Ling Yansen was filled with annoyance, and a hint of ferociousness flashed across his handsome and handsome silhouette. He claimed to be able to drink a thousand glasses at the wine table, but the half glass of white wine just now was just like a dip, but he was actually drunk.
Otherwise, how could he do such a low-grade flirtation? And the object is garbage that only he can deal with?
The index finger fixed between the teeth was very honest. What was not honest was his tongue. He tried his best to avoid it in a panic but still touched something he shouldn't have touched. The faint salty taste on her fingertips was licked clean by him.
Suddenly, the owner of the finger trembled suddenly.
Qingwu was very confused.
She couldn't figure out the situation, but she was mostly awake from the wine. She raised her head and looked over with difficulty. On his black face, veins popped out at the temples. His sharp short hair like pine needles created a small shadow, and she
I couldn't see the look in his eyes, I could only vaguely catch a glimpse of his beautiful feather-like eyelashes flickering, with the aperture swinging up and down in random directions.
Let her feel aggrieved. She was the one who was bitten, and she was the one who hurt. Is it necessary for him... to be so entangled?
Her fingers were taken into his mouth and occasionally sucked by him. An electric tingling sensation ran through her body, and goosebumps covered her body. The unfamiliar and mysterious and strong stimulation that seemed like a forbidden fruit made her feel dizzy, and she couldn't bear it.
At the same time, buds of lust quietly bloomed in certain parts of her body. She told herself that this was wrong, but deep down, she longed for more.
Ling Yansen lowered his head and looked at her through the air where hormones and alcohol were colliding fiercely. Now, he could see all the tiny moles on her face. There was nothing he dared not do in his life, but he always
Unable to look at her under her gaze.
Can't find the reason.
A wise person like Ling Yansen also has unsolvable doubts.
Under the bright light, her eyes were squinted in a charming and charming way. Her pupils were covered with mist, and it was like the rain in the south of the Yangtze River. It was endlessly intoxicating. The black hair brushed her white and pink cheeks one by one. Looking at it a few more times, he
You will feel itchy, as if every cell in your body is deep inside.
He could hardly restrain himself from such tantalizing torture, and his resistance to her was gradually losing ground. He had no shortage of women, Yan Huan had all kinds of fat and thin ones, but...
"But what?" She locked her misty eyes on him and spoke incoherently.
He was startled, and after being embarrassed, he realized that he had said it unconsciously. Fortunately, she was drunk.
"But you are an idiot! Believe it or not, I will resign you and take over your execution department as well?" Between her lips, her finger stained with teeth marks and saliva fell down, and he watched helplessly.
, almost became angry and threatened her severely.
She shook her head to avoid his burning breath, "Hey, you haven't told me why you knew I was in the bathroom?"
"Don't ask me such low-level questions!" He was so angry at her that he roared. Fortunately, there was no one around. He, Ling Yansen, also had to take care of his face!
"Then what should I ask you..."
"Shut up!"
"Okay, just close it..."
"And you said that!" He yelled very fiercely, and usually new secretaries would be frightened to tears by his stern and intimidating look, but people who are familiar with his nature know that he doesn't really mean it when he yells.
If he is angry, on the contrary, if he keeps smiling, has a sinister smile, or keeps expressionless, then be careful.
Qingwu boasted that she had been with him for three months and was well aware of his perverse temperament. She was about to go against the grain again when something bad happened...