The Boss is Very Busy

Time passed minute by minute, and as time passed, Mu Mian's heart was beating inexplicably. After an unknown amount of time, An Yin suddenly said behind his back: "Sister, these five minutes, why does it feel like five years?"

"..."

She suddenly remembered that the two of them were still in the kitchen, standing here all the time, which seemed strange. The girl lowered her head and coughed: "Why don't we go to the living room."

The boy narrowed his beautiful dark eyes: "Sister doesn't want to be in the kitchen?"

He was calm and composed, and nodded understandingly: "Well, the living room is also fine."

"..."

Being teased by this person all the time made Mu Mian feel that her family status was not guaranteed, so she glared at her and said, "Don't keep misinterpreting what I mean."

The boy was indoors, wearing only a thin white shirt, the neckline was not much open, but the lines of the smooth and milky white skin could be vaguely seen.

Facing the girl's suddenly angry tone, even though the other party's voice was hardly intimidating, the young man still stared at his fair and tender face, tensed, blinking his extremely alluring eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "How can I misinterpret my sister?" mean?"

He tilted his head, his curly hair was lightly colored, and his face was innocent and aggrieved: "Sister, can you point it out?"

Kapok silently closed her mouth and walked out of the kitchen.

Five minutes finally passed, and before she walked to the edge of the sofa, someone grabbed her wrist.

An Yin embraced her again.

Unlike before, the young man lowered his eyelashes, fixed his eyes on her beautiful face, lightly brushed his snow-white fingertips, and raised his lips slightly: "Don't be angry..."

On the young man's fair skin, the sudden and sexy Adam's apple rolled, the dark pupils were covered by eyelashes, the other's slender lips gently approached, and lightly pecked the girl's small face, the nose was filled with the other's body. breath.

At this moment, the young man almost seemed to be unable to hold it anymore, his breath was unstable, but his movements were still soft and gentle, the touch was cool and soft, and he rubbed slowly along the shape of the girl's lips.

The atmosphere in the room slowly warmed up, gradually taking on an ambiguous color. At this moment, when the atmosphere was quiet, there were almost only the slight sound of two people rubbing their clothes.

After leaving, the young man pursed his lips, his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were slightly rippling, as if dyed with a layer of elegant mist-like starlight.

Kapok looked at each other and fell silent.

Such a cute and immature little boy, so defiled by himself.

With his fingers resting on the girl's chin, he gently stroked the surrounding skin. The boy darkened his eyes and said in a slow voice, "It's even better than I imagined."

Mu Mian took his hand, and said with a hot face: "Don't talk."

Seeing the girl's inexplicably blushing little face, he calmly closed his eyes, gently approached the girl's fair and tender face, and stopped not far away.

The atmosphere in the air was extremely quiet, he raised his thick and beautiful eyelashes like butterfly wings, and looked at the other party.

The other party suddenly raised the corners of his lips, let out a shallow breath, and his voice lingered around him.

Kapok rolled his eyelids.

An Yin embraced her with one hand, and lightly placed one hand on her small face, the skin touched was soft and warm.

But as if he couldn't touch it enough, he gently raised his chin with his fingertips: "Sister, are you shy?"

"..."