Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She even started to like to wear jeans and sweaters or black slacks and shirts, because he always took her out...

Wen Yuan wanted to cut his hair shorter, but he didn't allow it. Wen Yuan was surprised: "It's convenient to cut it short!"

Ye Mubai was looking at the file at the time, as if absent-minded, she asked again, he put down the file and looked at her, "Because...when you are lying on the bed without clothes, you have long hair...it's tempting."

Wen Yuan: "Ye Mubai, when I didn't ask this question."

When she ran away, he laughed, and then he pulled her back and kissed. After kissing for a long time, he hugged her and put it on the bed, peeled it clean like an egg, and opened her hair in a low voice: "Like this."

Wen Yuan: "Ye Mubai, you're overdone like this."

"That's also Mrs. Ye's fault." He whispered sexyly: "Wen Yuan, you don't know how beautiful your body is."

Sometimes she would take Yehui to his company. She and Yehui were on the sofa, and she would read a book when she played with toys. Yemubai had more meetings and would play with Yehui for a while in the office.

Ye Xiu fell asleep, and Wen Yuan helped her cover her quilt, and said in a low voice, "I will not bring Ye Xiu here in the future."

After speaking, she raised her eyes and was kissed by him. After a long time, Ye Mubai held her lips in a **** low voice: ‘I want to look at you. ’

He looked at Ye Xiu, then took Wen Yuan out and put it on the sofa in the office, and kissed her: "Wait a moment."

She watched him get up, walked towards the desk, and pressed the inside line: "Secretary He, I won't receive anyone today."

Secretary He froze for a while and then understood, the nightclub is...have something to do?

She shook her head and smiled lightly. The nightclub is now in love.

Ye Mubai walked back slowly in the office, sat next to Wen Yuan, and gently stroked her face with her fingers: "Here, or on the desk?"

Wen Yuan buried his face in his lower abdomen and hugged his waist: "No."

"I thought about Wen Yuan." He bowed his head and kissed her, knowing that he had been a bit indulgent these days. For more than a month, except for her period, he occupied her several times every night. Sometimes he didn't know where he was when it was turbulent Her energy, like not knowing being tired or tired, just wanting to possess her.

At this time, looking at the faint cyan color under her, he was still softened, and the palm he had touched was also gently put down, and smiled faintly: "Let you go."

Wen Yuan snorted, obediently put his face on the side of his legs, still hugging him with his hands.

He smiled again: ‘Are you acting like a baby again? Wen Yuan, you are more than 30 people. ’

"Not as young as the little girl in your company, isn't it?" She said softly, gently paddling her fingers on his heart. In fact, she prefers this kind of hug to having sex.

After Wen Yuan finished speaking, he laughed: "I don't know what they look like."

"I don't know how you work?" She bit her lip, "Ye Mubai, if one day you really don't know the artist in the company..."

He sat up a little bit: "So what?"

Wen Yuan thought for a long time before he came up with a word: "Ignore you."

He stared at her for a long time and laughed blankly, "Wen Yuan, I thought you could say something terrible, such as asking me to hide her from the snow, and never cooperate."