Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She bit her lip, turned around and wanted to leave, but Ye Mulin grabbed her hand.

She turned to look at him, "What are you doing?"

He smiled: "Aren't you complaining that I always work and don't accompany you?"

She opened her eyes wide, took a step back, but he pulled her again and she couldn't walk away, so he could only be dragged into his arms.

"I do not have."

The tip of his nose leaned forward, and easily touched her, and the pure masculine atmosphere also enveloped her, leaving her with nowhere to escape.

His palm was flat against her back waist, pulling her closer, and his voice was a little more dull, "That's what it means to a man."

"I really didn't." She probably felt a subtle change in his body. She felt a little dangerous and wanted to escape, but Ye Mulin refused to—

He hugged her and sprayed her voice hoarsely on the side of her neck, "Did you miss me, huh?"

She bit her lip: "No."

He kissed her behind her ear, and his thin lips slowly moved to the corner of her mouth, his breath was a little messy: "But I miss you."

As he said, he kissed her.

She didn't want it. She was afraid that his wound would collapse, so she put her hands on his shoulders, her voice with a little resistance: "Don't...it will crack."

He kissed her for a while, and she retreated until she reached the sofa. He took advantage of the trend to cover her, bit her chin, "I will explode if I bear it."

He took her by the hand, she refused, he smiled lowly, kissed her to seduce her.

But no matter how he seduce, she just refused, her eyes were stained with moisture and almost cried and begged him: "No, you will get hurt..."

He still teased her enthusiastically, "You will feel bad when I am hurt, won't you?"

She bit her lip, could not speak for a long time, and closed her eyes with a pitiful look.

Ye Mulin still succeeded, she was very nervous and couldn't let go.

He kissed her, "You are like this, when will it end, eh?"

She closed her eyes and her voice was broken: "Ye Mulin, you let go... it won't work..."

"No?" He smiled, "I can't?"

He picked her up and let her sit in his arms. She was ashamed as she sat, a little dazed and pitiful...

He kissed her, covered her ear, and said in a low voice, "Shirley Bai, don't hurt me!"

Her mind was confused with a thud, and she couldn't tell the feeling.

Then he stared at him blankly, Ye Mulin did nothing but kissed her and let her hair down.

The black hair fell smoothly on the neck, especially charming and beautiful. She opened her lips and said, "Ye Mulin..."

His black eyes were like a pool of deep water, not bottomed out, she couldn't escape from indulging in it...

Suddenly she cried, lying on his shoulders and slamming his shoulders with her fists, she cried so much that her body twitched: "Ye Mulin, you bastard."

She is not reconciled, she is angry, she hates him...

However, she still loved him.

Love and hate.

Ye Mulin breathed out with difficulty, stretched out his hand to press on her, and whispered softly: "Don't cry, you are crying like this, what should I do?"

He didn't want to tell her that if she cried like this, it would only make the man beastly X, and he wanted to bully her.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and didn't want to bear it anymore, he reached out and hugged her and whispered in her ear: "You come, or me?"

She was at a loss.

"I might get hurt..." He smiled.

He gave her a choice, which seemed very democratic, but it was really hateful.

Bai Xueli bit his shoulder, then put her arms around him, crying in a low voice but still...satisfied him.