1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

  Cheng Yaoyun didn't want to be treated as cannon fodder, and slipped away without saying a word: "Then CEO, take your time to rest."

   Before the words fell, the person was already at the door of the lounge, and then the door closed with a "bang". Not long after, they heard another sound, and it was the door of the office being shut.

  In the lounge.

   "Yunlin, you are..." Before Mu Qingyu finished speaking, Leng Yunlin next to her hugged her, feeling that her arms were fragrant and soft, like a large pillow, very comfortable, and then gave a soft "hum".

  Mu Qingyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and helped him take off his outer coat and trousers, but Leng Yunlin ignored him, and sat on the edge of the bed like an uncle, allowing her to take off her clothes. When he was left with only the **** inside, he rolled towards the big bed, and his whole body fell on the sheet, like a rolling husky.

  Mu Qingyu was about to get up holding his clothes, but Leng Yunlin grabbed her wrist. The pupils of the eyes looked like Shang but not Shang, with gentle emotions: "You want to go?"

   "I'm just going to hang clothes." Mu Qingyu was a little speechless by his clinginess, so he had to say this.

   "Hey, come back quickly."

   "Understood!" Mu Qingyu sorted his clothes with a half-smile, and hung them in the closet. Turning around, he saw Leng Yunlin sitting on the bed with the quilt in his arms. His hair was a little messy because of the tumbled just now, but it was messy and stylish. His eyes were wet, and his cheeks were flushed with blush. Although he is almost thirty years old, he has been well maintained. It seems that when he smiles like a spring breeze, he looks like he is only twenty-five or six-year-old at most.

  And now, he covers most of his body with the sheet like this, and looks at her with such innocent eyes, just like—

  A beautiful boy is in a posture of wanting to talk, as if possessed by Yu Xing'er: Come bully me, come bully me~~ (Yu Zexiao's nickname is Xing'er, because his mother had a car accident when she was pregnant with him, and he is in a vegetable state. For details, please refer to Xiao's Chief's One-Day Passion)

  Even if he made a huge mistake, people want to touch his head, and then tell him with a smile: Don’t cry, don’t cry, my sister is not angry~

  Can't stand it! Mu Qingyu walked over, and just when he came to him, he frowned and asked a little aggrieved, "Why is it taking so long?"

   "Uh, Yunlin..." Before she could finish her sentence, she was pulled hard, and she immediately fell down.

   "Yunlin, wait a minute, I want to change clothes too." She explained immediately, and finally broke free from his arms, took off her clothes, put them aside, and then pressed the button to make the beautiful big curtains close automatically.

   As soon as the light dimmed, a warm atmosphere filled the room. As soon as she came up, Leng Yunlin immediately ran up to her.

   Are you really "interested"? When she was confused, Leng Yunlin did nothing but hugged her quietly.

   "Yunlin?" She looked back at him in confusion, and Leng Yunlin just rubbed his head on her shoulder.

   Well, she took off all but a pair of panties, and Leng Yunlin did the same, but he didn't do anything. Probably, he really just wanted an experience of pure chatting under a quilt.

  She looked at the ceiling. She didn't know how she got here this month. At the beginning, I was ingratiating, then I was disgusted and escaped, and then I bit the bullet and wasted time, and now. . . . . .