Meng Beichen hugged her very tightly. He hadn't touched her for a month. The little touch on the bus today made him restless all day long. Now that he finally got the chance, how could he give up?
He was very impatient at first, but after noticing her panic, he calmed down, kissed her little by little, licked her lips, rubbed them, and was not in a hurry to get in, until she subconsciously opened her mouth to breathe when her brain was dizzy.
Only then did he insert his tongue and kiss him deeper...
The hand caressing her neck sucked the heat and pressed her head, gently stroking her hair that was already draped over her shoulders. Her heart was beating violently. I wanted to press her down, but I also knew
Being too aggressive will only scare her.
That's not what he wants. He wants her to accept him slowly and little by little.
When he let her go, Han Yixing collapsed in his arms with a confused look on his face. He smiled and continued to peck her lips gently as if he felt accomplished.[
When her eyes regained some clarity and her face turned red and she was about to push him, he had already carried her and sat on the chair. He took a step ahead of her and said seriously and dotingly: "Work hard, I'm going to have a meeting soon.
The information should be sorted out by three o'clock."
After eating and drinking, someone looked radiant, returned to his desk, picked up a folder, and walked toward the door.
He put his hand on the doorknob and looked back at her. She was scratching her hair with an annoyed look on her face, "Baby, don't run around."
"Get out!" Han Yixing cursed angrily, picked up the document at hand and threw it at him.
Meng Beichen laughed and ducked away, leaving the office.
The documents she threw away were scattered on the floor, falling on her heart like snowflakes, cooling slightly, and then gradually melted away.
After sitting there for a long time, she got up and picked them up one by one. She still kept the tasks he had given her in mind and quickly organized them, but she could not get rid of the scene just now in her mind.
From fear and panic at the beginning to confusion at the end, she reached out to cover her face with some annoyance. Was Meng Beichen's kissing skills too good? She didn't really know who she was just now?
On the desktop of the opened computer was his slightly cold face. When he looked at her, his eyes looked completely impatient, and so did she.
But now, she clearly feels different.
I couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the cool screen of the computer, his eyebrows, his eyes, his lips...