My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Zhao Anan is very curious: "Where?"

Mu Qing smiled: "You will know when you go."

The more Mu Qing said, the more curious she was, and she kept asking, "Where is it?"

"If you perform well for a while, I may consider telling you in advance."

"Why do you perform well?"

"It's the comfort of serving me like you used to serve me."

"Bah! Wood bastard, you shameless! I'm like this, you still want to take advantage of me, I want to go home, let me go!"

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At first, Mu Qing did not want to do anything to Zhao Anan.

Today she is uncomfortable and has a special physical condition, and of course he is not that beast.

But Zhao Anan moved around in his arms, accidentally touching him for a while, and accidentally poking it there for a while.

Mu Qing was originally dismissed by her without any fire!

He gritted his teeth and pressed her under him, sucking her lips slightly red and swollen, whispering: "Are you a fairy?"

Zhao Anan's innocent eyes widened: "I didn't do anything, it was your own uneasiness!"

"You touched it, even if I was an insatiable monk, I felt it by you, not to mention that I wanted to eat you!"

Mu Qing said, unceremoniously untiring the crystal buttons of her chiffon shirt, her snow-white abundance wrapped in white underwear, the shocking picture made Mu Qing almost runny nose.

He bowed his head and bit, and Zhao Anan's painful "ah" cried out.

Her voice is a bit charming and delicate, and Mu Qing's blood is rising

You can't eat the security department of Zhao An, and you can solve the greed.

"Mu Qing, you jerk, stop now, I hurt!"

Mu Qing bit her slightly, but she didn't mean to stop at all.

Zhao Anan was tossed by him for more than half an hour, lying softly in Mu Qing's arms, lazy and did not want to speak.

Mu Qing's breath is still unstable. Instead of being relieved, he is even more uncomfortable.

He reluctantly said "little goblin", and then held her in her arms and coaxed her to sleep.

Zhao Anan hugged Mu Qing's waist comfortably and asked, headless, "Do you like other women?"

For a moment, Mu Qing lowered his head and looked directly at Zhao An'an. He said in a straight voice: "No!"

"Then you check the women every day and you are not at all tempted?"

Mu Qing knew why Zhao Anan asked him if he liked others.

He couldn't help laughing, sucking her delicate pink earlobe with punitive effort.

"If I check one, I'm tempted once, and if I check ten a day, I move ten times, and every day ten times, my heart can't be broken! I'm a doctor, I have seen so many people's bodies, I'm used to it, everyone It’s the same in my eyes. I thought you knew it for a long time. Why didn’t you ask me this question until now?"

Zhao An'an didn't answer Mu Qing's question. She couldn't always say that she didn't feel anything at all when he touched other women, but now she would be jealous when he touched other women.

This is Mu Qing’s occupation. Zhao Anan actually understands that she was only being checked by Mu Qing today, and she thought that he would do the same for other women.

"Am I different from others?"

If it's no different, why does Mu Qing see her every time... She is so passionate that she can't eat it, and his love for her is so obvious.

But women are all the same and look the same! How could she be different from others, she didn't have three chests...

Mu Qing’s hand is still blaming on Zhao Anan’s smooth body. He whispered in her ear: "Yeah, I am also strange, what is the difference between you and others, I am so obsessed, probably because of this world There is only one Zhao Anan on it!"

Zhao An'an didn't mean to get to the bottom of it. Like is like, dislike is not like. In many cases, there are so many explanations.

But hearing Mu Qing's words, she was still bubbling happily.

He said that there is only one Zhao Anan in this world!

She is his only.

Zhao Anan fell asleep in Muqing’s warm arms with satisfaction. As a result, she didn’t sleep much last night. She accidentally slept a little today. When she woke up, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon.

Mu Qing Qingrun's beautiful voice rang above her head: "Little Goblin, awake? Maybe I should call you a little lazy pig, after sleeping for so long, I can't wake up."

Zhao An'an stretched his waist, nestled in his arms and didn't want to move.

She hugged Mu Qing's waist subconsciously, but she felt an illusion in her heart that had lived with Mu Qing for a long time.

The phrase "Let's get married" lingered in her heart for a long time, and almost spoke again.

Zhao An'an felt that she seemed to have been forced not to meet Mu Qing since she was forced to meet with Mu Qing, and her desire to marry Mu Qing became stronger and stronger.

When no one had forced her before, she thought it didn't matter, and it was good to stay close to Mu Qing.

Because she once believed that she would not lose Muqing.

And now, seeing Mu Qing is so popular, the woman rushes to him, and Master Mu desperately urges him to find a good woman to marry, she has an inexplicable sense of crisis.

No one will always wait for you in the same place. If you want to get it, you have to pay.

Mu Qing had given up on her before because she not only refused his proposal, but also disappeared from his life for a long time.

Mu Qing loves her, there is no doubt about it.

But if she doesn't cherish this love and she squanders the emotions between them, then he will be exhausted sooner or later, and will lose confidence in their common life.

She struggled on the verge of life and death, and also wandered on the verge of love.

Before she died, she determined that she could not completely forget Mu Qing.

Her feelings for Mu Qing have been carved into her bones, and unless she dies, the feelings will dissipate with her life.

She likes the peace and happiness of the present. She just wants to maintain the status quo and does not want to disrupt it.

"Aren't you going to take me to a place? Where are you going?"

Her voice is soft, her body is relaxed, and her heart is happy.

If she were to die now, she would be satisfied.

The only thing she couldn't bear was Mu Qing.

Mu Qingchong kissed her forehead with a smile and said with a smile: "You slept all afternoon and wanted to take you, but now you can't go, what should you do?"

Zhao Anan, who has always been playful and fond of new things, unexpectedly said: "It doesn't matter. If you don't go, you don't go. Now it's fine."