Ding Miao!

Ding Miao said that someone wanted to design her. If he knew this, he should have got the news from joy.

It seems that before the audio is just appetizer, the afternoon meeting is the big move!

She was silent for a long time, looking at Wen Mo, "can you do me a favor?"

"You said

Chi Wan leaned on his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I'm going to enter the venue where they hold the press conference to clarify the matter and expose Chi Ling in public, but I can't get in alone."

Since Chi Ling and Mi Yao want to push her into a desperate situation, she will have a good time with them!

The heat from her breathing and speaking beat around Wenmo's ear. The fragrance of her body drifted by, and her proud figure just pressed on his shoulder, bringing a burst of numbness.

Hearing the deep color of the silent eyes, a fire surged up from the belly.

He quietly held her in his lap, hands quietly into her clothes.

Chi Wan didn't realize it at first. He was still telling him what he thought.

It wasn't until his hands snapped irregularly and untied her underwear button that she completely recovered.

"I'm serious. Don't move your hands and feet!" Her face turned red and she took a look at him. She was charming.

The sexy Adam's apple slipped.

"I help you. How can you repay me?" His voice is a little hoarse, which sounds very provocative.

Her heart is very spineless missed a beat, "how do you want me to repay you?"

"You said What about it? " Wen Mo's right hand moved gently.

Later she took a breath, her voice almost overflowed, and she bit her lip in a hurry.

However, the next second, the thin lips of Wen Mo's bright red had been covered.

Chi Wan looks at the slight color of forbearance on his face. As soon as his eyes turn, he smiles. He takes the initiative to smack his thin lips and whispers, "how about going back to the room?"

It's still early. It's impossible for her to refuse now. It's better to take the initiative.

Wen Mo took her back to the master bedroom. At the moment when he pressed her up, she turned and straddled to his waist. Her eyes were like silk, and her beautiful features were full of soft color.

"Mo, let me do it."

“……”

Wen Mo's breath became heavy, his eyes were as dark as the sea, and he couldn't see it to the end.

The next thing, late and late, I feel like I have to suffer. It's hard to say.

She didn't know how many times she had failed, and the damned expression of Wen Mo seemed to grow on his face.

Even if she tries her best, even if they are not pure, this man is still the ascetic man.

On the contrary, it was her own fault!

Probably aware of the intention, Wen Mo treated her in her own way. She was so upset that her tears almost fell down and her voice wanted to smoke.

Late like a stranded fish, lying on the bed dying, cheek still with not completely subsided tide.

At this time, Wen Mo had changed her clothes, wiped her body, picked up the person, and slowly began to give her a long skirt.

"Time is coming. It's too late."

Late late ruthlessly glared at him one eye, "blame who?"

"Blame you."

Late late anger, "it's clear that you are torturing me, how come you rely on me!"

"I blame you for being so charming."

“……”

She spat at him and breathed back and forth, suppressing the joy in her heart and calming the heat on her face.

Today we have wine, today we are drunk, tomorrow we don't know what it looks like.

So instead of refusing to listen to him, she wanted to enjoy and cherish every day with him.