[036] There is a scar h3 >

I really didn't expect Li Song to tell him to close his eyes to kiss him!

Bo Muyao felt a little flattered, completely handed over the initiative to her, and he enjoyed watching how she tossed. She held his face in both hands, bit his lip lightly, and then, somehow, went down.

The female leather shoe at the door had disappeared, and Li Song's movements were gone, the corners of her mouth hooked a triumphant arc, and she just wanted to push him away, but he held the back of her neck tightly.

"Why don't you continue?"

"It's over......"

"If you want others to see it, you can't kiss it yet."

Li Song's brain flickered, there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, and his eyes swept over the door, this man already knew what she was doing! What a cunning fox!

He suddenly wrapped his arms around her thin waist, kissed her, forcibly pried her teeth open, and danced with her.

"I'm dying......" she whimpered, feeling like she couldn't even breathe.

He pecked her on the lips: "You took the initiative first." ”

She immediately raised the white flag with both hands and surrendered: "I was wrong, husband, if you don't let go of me, I will die......"

He finally let go of her with great mercy, and she leaned on his thick shoulders and gasped, her lips closed like goldfish's breath, and she heard his voice again: "Go on tonight." ”

“……”

Bo Muyao's hand still didn't take off her waist, but lifted her clothes, and the slightly cool fingertips roamed over her small abdomen, and finally stopped in one place: "There is a scar here." ”

"Hmm......" She didn't quite care about her breathing, "I've had surgery before." ”

"What surgery?"

The mobile phone that Bo Muyao put on the table rang, and he went to answer the phone, she took the opportunity to jump off his lap, picked up the materials she brought on the table, stood next to him, and waited for him to tell her about the project after the call was over.

……

Li Song came out of Bo Muyao's office and touched his face, which was a little hot and a little red......

A woman walked in the hallway, with a white shirt, a black skirt, and a long hair shawl. Han Xiangxiang paused first, and a far-fetched smile hung on his face: "Mrs. Bo is early." ”

"Secretary Han is early." Li Song smiled and glanced at the information in her hand: "There is a meeting in the morning?" ”

"Yes, we have a very important meeting this morning."

"That's hard work." Li Song's eyes swept over her pale black eye sockets, and he didn't let go of her pale eyes: "I must have prepared this information late last night, right?" I have to get up so early this morning to make breakfast, I have a heart. ”

After walking a few steps, Li Song seemed to remember something, and turned around: "By the way, you are a good cook." ”

Even if one day she and Bo Muyao will finally separate, but at least now that man is still her husband, others don't want to get involved!

Han Xiangxiang's back was straight, and his sharpened white fingers slammed into the information.