Qin Huainian is very familiar with carrying her movements, three steps and two steps, straight to the bedroom inside.
Just when he made an excuse to check the room, he had already found out the location.
Hao Yan was unprepared for not following the routine of the Qin and Huai dynasties.
Everything in front of him was spinning around, and where he could see was his cocky buttocks.
Then she was left in bed.
Different from No. 1 residence, everything here is familiar to her, including the bedding room is full of her breath, but Hao Yan is very flustered, in a forced state.
An overwhelming kiss.
Qin Huainian has always been strong in this respect, and her lips and tongue are sweeping, forcing her to respond.
Hao Yan was breathlessly kissed. She reluctantly supported her arm and pressed it against his approaching chest. "President Qin What do you mean? "
Qin Huainian's thin lips rise up, and the smile is full of the evil spirit of publicity, "what do you mean by me? Do you think I'll come here in the evening
Hao Yan: "..."
After the lens, the pupil burns amazingly.
Hao Yan's heart pounded twice. She was familiar with such eyes.
He has that need.
Last night, even if it was her own silly to send the door, tonight he could not help but run to her home, his face clearly written "I want" three words.
In the face of the gold Lord's demands, she dare not not not to refuse, but
Hao Yan is imprisoned by him. She can't move. The only one who can move is her arm.
She leaned on his shoulder and smiled to remind him, "President Qin, what we agreed at the beginning was only at the weekend. If you want me to accompany you, the price will be increased!"
Qin Huai year Mou color is gloomy, "you know money in the head?"
Hao Yan is confused.
Don't talk about money, don't talk about feelings?
Stop kidding.
They are based on the relationship between money and body. He wants her body, and she wants his money.
Hao Yan blinked, and the smile was more flattering and flattering.
Qin Huainian's throat was forced by an unknown gas, which made his eyebrows and eyes covered with a layer of gloom. He squinted and pointed his belly across her temples. "Don't worry, don't treat you badly, as long as you serve me well!"
When she opened her mouth to raise money, there was a fire in her heart.
I'm in a bad mood. I have to find it in some ways.
In the dark pupil of Qinhuai, there were two flames. Like a hungry wolf, she fell down and swallowed up her broken voice. I wish I could eat her and wipe her clean without spitting bones.
There was no temperance for a night.
Hao Yan has the habit of setting an alarm on weekdays, otherwise she has to be late.
Hao Yan opens her eyes, and before she can get used to the early morning light, she is led into a warm and strong chest with a strong hoop of stool around her waist.
Chin light lift, meet her is a lingering kiss.
In the year of Qinhuai, he hooked his lips and said, "good morning kiss!"
Hao Yan: "..."
The glasses are placed on the bedside table without the obstruction of the lenses. His dark pupils are more profound, as if they contain the bright stars.
But just a kiss, Qin Huainian's eyes changed.
When Hao Yan found out, she said in a hurry, "President Qin, I have to get up, or I will be late for work!"
In order to avoid his animal hair, she almost jumped up from the bed, ignoring the risk of running out, picked up the clothes on the ground and ran into the bathroom.
Looking at the closed bathroom door, Qin Huainian shakes his head and laughs.
Is he so terrible?
However, last night seems to be really tough.
The body is satisfied, the eyes and brows of Qinhuai are lazy, and the lips are full of laughter.
Looking around the room of about 10 square meters, for him who was born to enjoy the superior social life, he was narrow and cramped, but at the moment he felt particularly warm.
The bed is a little smaller.
Well, it's also a little loud during exercise.
Hao Yan stood in front of the mirror, clapped her hands on her chest, and felt lucky for the rest of her life.
If she does it again, she will definitely carry it to work on a stretcher!
She bowed her head and splashed on her face.
After washing, Hao Yan comes out of the bathroom.
Qin Huainian has already got up, the white shirt is still fresh and straight, the trousers are wrapped with two long legs, even if sitting there, it still looks tall and tall, the proportion is considered perfect, and the air of dignity arises spontaneously.
He was sitting at his desk, looking down at something, serious.
Hao Yan walked over and found that she had forgotten to clean up the design drawings before she turned them out last night.
She hurried forward and arranged in embarrassment, "these are useless drawing papers. I forgot to put them away. There is nothing beautiful!"
In the year of Qin and Huai, he asked, "are these all your paintings?"
He still has one in his hand.
Color lead drawing, above is a men's suit design, some British retro style, the right chest position has a design of careful machine, there is a dark pattern of black rose on it.
Hao Yan nodded, her voice was a little low unconsciously. "Well, I drew it casually in College..."
"You used to study fashion design?" Qin Huainian was a little surprised.
"Well!" Hao Yandao.
Qin Huainian's lazy nickname for her, "then why didn't he engage in design major and run to be a reporter?"
Hao Yan pursed her lips.
She covered up the surging emotion very well. She took the drawing from qinhuainian and said casually, "nothing, many of my classmates are not engaged in the old business! Mr. Qin, it's eight o'clock. Go take a bath
"Well." Qin Huainian didn't ask again.
After his figure disappeared in the bathroom, Hao Yan piled all the drawings together.
When her finger touched the design drawing of the suit, she had a tiny look. Something flied by her eyes. She stuffed all the drawings back into the drawer and dusted them again.
Morning, busy work.
During the intermission, the lesbians always keep the chance to gossip together.
There is no novelty at all. The object of gossip is still the year of Qinhuai. What is discussed is the news that has been published recently. That day, after the exhibition, it was surrounded by a bunch of journalists
"President Qin is so charming that he looks like Wang Shiyi in his arms. He is so handsome!"
"I'll bet they're going to have a tryst. They were surrounded by reporters and staged a romantic show!"
"Ah, how nice it would be for me to be held in his arms. I wake up with a smile in my dream!"
"Wang Shiyi's Kung Fu in bed must be very good..."
……
Hao Yan listens to her, and her cell phone suddenly vibrates.
She took it out of her pocket.
Speak of Caocao, Caocao!
Seeing the number of Qin Huainian shown above, Hao Yan was shocked, for fear of being found by others, so she bent down to pick it up. "Hao Yan, I'll pick you up at noon," Qin Huainian said