Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Tang Yu laughed inaudibly, deepening the kiss...

And raised her little face, adjusted it a bit, so that she could kiss deeper.

He had never been like this before...kiss so deep, so deep.

Pei Qiqi was a little scared, as if he was not just kissing, but he was exploring her soul.

Her body was soft, weak, trembling, struggling uncomfortably...

Two tears slid down the corners of his eyes... Sliding on their skin, it was cold and uncomfortable.

He paused. Although he didn't let her go immediately, he slowed down and kissed her softly and coaxingly.

Pei Qiqi is like duckweed, unable to find the root.

She can only rely on him, hook his neck with her little hand, can only swallow and breathe with him with difficulty...

After a long time, Tang Yu finally left her small mouth, still pressing her forehead.

He didn't get any better himself, his breathing was rapid and his heartbeat accelerated.

In the car, because of the increase in the temperature of this kiss, there was a smell of emotion everywhere.

He didn't know when he was leaning forward, the whole person was next to her...

Her little hand hooked his neck, and her fingers touched his shirt. His shirt was stained with thin sweat...

He left a little bit, Pei Qiqi felt a little cold...The little hand hugged his neck and wouldn't let him go.

Tang Yu's body stiffened, and his muscles swelled vigorously, but his voice was very gentle, calling her a baby in this night...

His face was buried in her hair, softly coaxing, "Baby, get out of the car."

It took a long time for Pei Qiqi to return to his senses. When he was clearer, he looked at him with a smile in his eyes, his face was a little red, and his hand suddenly released him.

Tang Yu laughed softly. He got out of the car first, then walked to her side, opened the door and picked her up. Pei Qiqi was uneasy. He patted her: "Be good, don't move."

Holding her into the elevator with a briefcase in one hand, Pei Qiqi could only hug his neck in order not to fall.

The little face was buried in his Hun's mouth, like a small milk cat, so that his soul was gone.

Tang Yu lowered his head, and suddenly kissed her little mouth again, as if he couldn't bear it.

There is no previous Meng/lang, just lightly and lightly, lightly or deeply.

Pei Qiqi has nowhere to hide, softly pinning her face...

Tang Yu pushed her against the elevator wall and smiled dumbly.

Pei Qiqi's small face was pressed to his shoulder, and he lightly beat him...too damned.

The elevator also arrived. He half-held her back to the apartment, he put down his things, and Pei Qiqi's people had already left.

Tang Yu smiled, poured himself a glass of red wine and drank it slowly.

After that, I took my bathrobe and went to the bathroom. When I took a shower, the bedroom was still quiet.

He put the removed watch on the bedside table and saw that Pei Qiqi was on the other side.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't say anything, but walked into the study.

Pei Qiqi was sitting on the small desk beside him reading a book, and there was a paper in front of him...

He opened the door, and she looked up...especially because he was only wearing a bathrobe.

Tang Yu slowly closed the door and walked towards this side, "How long is there?"

It's almost nine o'clock...

Pei Qiqi bit the pen, his voice was a little quiet, "About two hours."

Tang Yu smiled silently, then sat on the sofa beside her and said casually: "Well, I'll accompany you."