Her scarlet face, cherry mouth are very delicious, attracting the man to pull down her hand, bow to taste again, after a kiss, the air is floating with warm, ambiguous factors.

Tong en gently put his head against his chest, limped into his arms and whispered, "you said too much last night."

Wan Jingting hugged her, chin against her hair, adjust the breathing rhythm.

After closing the balcony door, she went over to look at the time and said, "I'll help you with what you want. Now there should be breakfast."

Tong en shriveled his mouth and said in a low voice, "it's true. Half the talk."

"I'm hungry." He dropped a word, walked back to bed and sat down, looking at her from a distance like a respectable young master: "what don't you do?"

He took a look at the stuffy woman with pouting lips. He was in a better mood. He turned his side and bent his lips. What was the word he didn't say just now? Why, it's hard for him to say that word, for fear that she will laugh at him? Or are you afraid of falling first? In fact, this love, he was the active side.

“……”

Looking at her expectant eyes, Wan Jingting did not open his face for the first time and showed a little coldness: "do you still not understand? Is that stupid? "

"Fool." He was very white and serious: "I don't bully when I see a woman. I bully you because..."

She looked into his serious and deep eyes, her heart thumping, and her red face was very unnatural: "are you still happy to bully me around you?"

He gazed at her, word by word: "or come to me, when you are asked by others, you will make me think that I am incompetent, and I don't want to see you wronged."

Tong en opened his eyes blankly, then shook his head: "I have no reason to resign."

Wan Jingting looked at her eyes flashed a deep: "quit the job."

"Aren't you sleepy?"

Tong en breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and almost didn't be frightened by the man who suddenly appeared behind him. He bumped into his chest. The man put one hand on the doorframe, took off his suit coat, untied a few buttons on his shirt, and at any stop, his eyebrows were slightly frozen. He could see that he was tired and his eyelids were deeper.

"Well, OK, it's OK. If you need anything, I'll call you."

The manager told her not to offend this customer, and Tong en only jokingly agreed to do so. Finally, he did not forget to tell her, "when are you free to contact me?"

Qi Rong left the hotel early in the morning, saying that a friend suddenly came to her, and the cooperation was put off for a few days.

"Hello? Hello, Ms. Qi Tong en looked at the shallow breathing man lying on the bed, walked to the balcony and whispered, "are you up?"

Half an hour later

He can fly back from abroad because of a small quarrel. What else can't he do?

He raised his chin, and the light from outside contrasted with the shadow, which made his strong and handsome face become overcast: "don't think I'm joking, Tong en."

"You..."

"If you mention him again, I'll go too far."

"You cook it for me." He rubbed his eyebrows and said in a low voice.

Tong en suspected that he had heard it wrong. He frowned and said helplessly, "there is no kitchen utensil here. How can I cook it for you?"

Wan Jingting's face sank. Tong en was dragged down by him. He hugged her waist and said in a deep voice: "I'm not comfortable. I just want to eat what you make."