"Thank you, President!" She usually calls him that only when she's happy. （。？！ Small. Say! Net#

"Then shouldn't you give it a look?" Beichen Shaoting's eyebrows raised, and then he turned over and pressed Mo Qianqian on the sofa.

His legs pressed against hers, but he didn't put gravity on hers.

"How do you want to express Xiàn?" Mo Qianqian carefully folded the check and put it in the palm of his hand, and then looked at Beichen Shaoting suspiciously.

Beichen Shaoting pursed his lips, and his gaze stopped on her lips......

"It's the same as that time......"

After a while, his hoarse voice sounded again!

In the dark eyes, a little bit of desire flashed.

He didn't deny that she was like that last time, and he was fascinated by it......

Last time? Hearing this, Mo Qianqian's eyes were at a loss at first, and then he remembered which time he was referring to last time......

The one time you played racing...... She took the initiative to hold his head and kissed him for a long time...... It was also her most humiliating time.

"I ...... I don't remember which time you were talking about...... "Mo Qian's face was hot, and then he started to play stupid......

Such a shameful thing, she never wanted to do it again.

"Don't remember? So let me help you recall? Beichen Shaoting glanced at her, and then suddenly sneered.

As he spoke, he bent down and suddenly picked her up, and then turned over......

He sat on the sofa, and Mo Qianqian was placed on his lap......

Mo Qianqian was startled, and her hand hurriedly grabbed the clothes on his body, and when she saw the posture of the two of them, she only felt very embarrassed.

His hand, running through her hair, came to the back of her head and gently pushed her head in his direction.

It wasn't until there were only a few centimeters left on their lips that he stopped.

Mo Qianqian's body also paused, and she opened her eyes, looking at his deep dark eyes...... And also...... The thin lips pursed lightly.

His breath was slowly spraying on her face at this time...... Also, above the lip flap.

The two of them were very close apart, and Mo Qianqian could smell the familiar breath on him......

At this time, the picture in front of Mo Qianqian's eyes was ...... with the breath of the tip of his nose and the sensation on her skin, which made her heart feel hot.

There seems to be a kind of affection...... It's like it's about to squirt.

Was he deliberately seducing her?

She admitted that when she looked at Beichen Shaoting's lips like this, she had an urge to kiss it.

After struggling for a moment, Mo Qianqian gritted his teeth, let go of the hand that was holding the shirt on his chest, and then put his hand on his shoulder.

Her head only moved forward slightly, and she was able to kiss his thin lips lightly.

Seeing this, Beichen Shaoting let go of the hand on her head with satisfaction.

Mo Qianqian gently kissed Beichen Shaoting's lips, and then slowly deepened.

The hand on his shoulder unconsciously shifted slightly.

…………

Beichen Shaoting froze, enjoying her kiss and her every move.

There was no doubt that any of her actions was enough to make him feel like he was about to be burned.

However, he forcibly held back and did not move her, but waited for her next move.

A woman...... Even if he can't conquer her heart now, at least he must conquer her body.

And Beichen Shaoting also deeply felt that Mo Qianqian's body was also undergoing obvious changes......