"Mingchen ・・・・・・" Jing Weiwei must not know how sultry her voice is, soft and glutinous, but with the unique charm of a woman. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Mingchen did not hesitate to hit her sweet lips, his big tongue drilled into her slightly open mouth, pried open her teeth, and hooked her lilac tongue to dance with him.

His big hand was not willing to be lonely, sliding into Jing Weiwei's shirt, groping her smooth and tender skin inch by inch.

The woman's body under her is really soft and comfortable.

After a kiss, He Mingchen lay on Jing Weiwei and gasped, his big hands still lingering on her soft skin.

Jing Weiwei's big black eyes were foggy at the moment, her lips were shining with a bright luster, she looked delicate and weak, and she looked like a woman who had been loved.

After his breathing stabilized, He Mingchen didn't dare to look at Jing Weiwei anymore, and quickly withdrew from Jing Weiwei's body, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he immediately corrected the little woman on the spot.

Jing Weiwei got up with a red face, pulled up her clothes, and didn't dare to look at He Mingchen.

He Mingchen coughed lightly, "Weiwei, you can take a lunch break here, and I'll deal with the documents." After speaking, without waiting for Jing Weiwei to answer, she got up and walked to the desk.

Jing Weiwei knew that Lawyer He was also shy.

She collapsed into the couch, didn't think about anything, and closed her eyes. I didn't expect this sleep to be in the afternoon.

"Vivi, get up and get off work. He Mingchen saw that Jing Weiwei was sleeping so soundly and was reluctant to wake her up, so he asked the personnel department to help her ask for leave. I didn't expect the little woman to sleep so well, and she didn't wake up until she got off work.

"Mingchen, are you going to work" Jing Weiwei blinked her big eyes.

"It's all off work. He Mingchen was funny.

"Why don't you call me. Jing Weiwei glared at He Mingchen with disgust.

He Mingchen spread his fingers to comb Jing Weiwei's messed hair, and the slender black hair shuttled between his fingers.

"It's okay, don't you still have me. ”

His eyes gazed at Jing Weiwei gently, "Weiwei." Let's go home. ”

Jing Weiwei didn't get angry with him anymore. After all, some people are distressed, aren't they?

"Okay, let's go home. ”

The two of them clasped their fingers tightly, their eyes met, and a sweet breath flowed.