Sitting on the sofa, Li Fei holding warm milk, sipping.
My heart is warm.
She hasn't had a cup of hot milk before going to bed for many years.
She didn't know that in her lifetime, someone would heat her a glass of milk.
It's Qin Luo, the person in her heart. She tries her best to be close to her.
Li Fei, with his legs crossed, looked at the handsome man who was working hard and felt very satisfied.
She took another sip and asked casually, "you really have a job. I thought you were talking about it."
Since she sat down, he had never seen her, completely devoted to work, busy appearance.
Smell speech, Qin Luo suddenly look up, no expression of look over.
There is no temperature.
It's not the look in the eyes of the person you like.
Li Fei was originally with a smile, the moment are coagulated, the next moment, she covered her mouth to apologize, "sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you, I don't speak."
Then she lowered her head.
She thought that Qin Luo's work tonight should be really troublesome, so he had a headache at the window just now. This time, he was very busy. She still bothered him all the time. He didn't seem very happy.
But didn't she just say that his expression was like that?
It's really cold.
But forget it, it's normal for people at work to have a temper. Just because they are too familiar with it, they can't hide it at all.
Li Fei thinks so.
Qin Luo looks at that drooping small head, can brain fill Li Fei's idea with finger, but, is not.
He just doesn't know how to face her, how to face himself?
Especially looking at her in her white shirt, swinging two snow-white legs, in his office, no one at night, where he can do whatever he wants.
He was so afraid that he couldn't control himself.
So you can only use your work to divert your attention.
But it's hard!
Mingming is holding a white paper printed document in her hand, but she is thinking about the white of her thighs in her mind. Mingming is looking at the profit statement of digital transformation, but in her heart is her curves.
The scene that she suddenly appeared behind him just now lingered in his mind.
She was wearing his white shirt, wide and big, and looked extremely slim. Under the shirt, there were two long white legs, straight and smooth lines from thighs to calves, and then to ankles. She was really fat, thin and even.
The back of two feet is white as snow, and there are pearls big of beans on them, which are round and full.
Looking at her
Qin Luo didn't know how Li Xiaoyao felt when he saw Zhao linger bathing in the lotus pool at the age of 16. Now he knows.
Beauty after bathing, water out of Hibiscus, natural to carving.
Her face was white, her facial features were pure and sweet, her wet hair was messy and beautiful, along her ear tips and chin, dripping water.
Hit on her deep clavicle, like rain hit the path, a little crystal on the pit.
I'm also wet. The lines under my shirt are looming, high, low, round, sharp
Dressed like this, I really wanted to hook him.
But what was in his mind when he gave her the shirt?
There is a devil in his heart. When he wakes up from his deep sleep tonight, he is disgusted with him and wants to drive him away, but at the same time, he can't stand his temptation and wants to try something he has never tried.
His work didn't attract any of his attention at all. He was full of her at the thought of her sitting here in a white shirt and bare legs on a black sofa.
Want to get her, want to press her soft waist, want to see her snow-white legs deep into the sofa
It's crazy!
Qin Luo chagrined to see in the past, she does not go to bed, why should be here?
The fierce, disgusting and complaining eyes swept past. Li Fei, who was drinking milk, was startled and sat up straight with a cup in his hand.
He stammered. "What's wrong with me? I, I didn't speak... "
Yes, you didn't speak, but when you were here, I was confused.
Qin Luo's dark and deep eyes, from her crossed legs to her neckline, to her cherry mouth
There was a drop of white milk on his mouth.
Qin Luo's eyes darkened and her chest suddenly tightened. How could a drop be enough to make her face
"Damn it
He couldn't help cursing.
Seeing Qin Luo close his eyes, that kind of irritability is written on his face. Li Fei's face is very ugly.
She can't even be here?
Is that what bothers him?
She didn't do anything and didn't move
"I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm going back."
Qin luoshang is in chagrin, see Li Fei stuffy get up, didn't see his quick step back to the room.
He's not... Qin Luo wanted to call her, but he held back. What's wrong with him? Why do you upset him? She made up her mind to be with him. He should be kind to her. He hurt him before, and he should be kind to her more. But at the moment, he makes her so depressed. Qin Luo stares at the closed door and finally gets up. Shouldn't go, those thoughts in his heart haven't been suppressed, go at the moment, maybe it will hurt her. But if he doesn't go at the moment, the little fool who always thinks wildly and takes things to himself will surely hide and feel sad. How could he have the heart Squeak, he pushed the door open. As expected, there was a personal silkworm chrysalis on the bed. The quilt was tightly wrapped, and even the hair could not be seen. It's really depressing to hide. Qin Luoguang looked at all distressed, on the bed, he pulled the quilt, "lifeI ~" quilt rolled up, she did not say a word. Qin Luo patted her again and softened her voice, "I'm not good. Don't be angry!" She's still stuck in it. In fact, at this time, the most simple thing is to hold a person, hug and kiss for a while, which is over immediately. That's what women do. However, in his present condition, he did not dare to touch her. How dare he kiss her? Qin Luo looked at the bulging quilt, and he was also very depressed. Full of depression and remorse, he couldn't get up. He really wanted to talk to someone, but how could he talk about this? Who can say? He's really choking. He doesn't know what to do for a moment. They were so bored for a while. Qin Luo used to sit on it for a long time, but he didn't feel comfortable. He got up and moved. Shout of, Li Fei abruptly lift quilt to catch him, "you don't go!" Qin Luo: "I'm really wronged. My eyes are red, I think I cry. This night she experienced enough, and finally calm, he gave her such a. Guess she's so depressed? Qin Luo looked at Li Fei's pitiful appearance and couldn't speak. Qin Luo didn't speak, so he looked at her. Li Fei turned over, sat up straight and looked at him, his nose wrinkled, "are you still angry with me?" A thick nasal sound. Qin Luo Angry with her? What do you mean by that? How could he be angry with her if he didn't have time to love her?