"You ......" Prison Ning'an looked at his handsome face, his dark eyes were deep, and he couldn't guess his thoughts, "You like it?" ”

Judging by the fact that he didn't push her away, he shouldn't be annoying.

The man chuckled, silent, but his big hand ruffled a strand of hair from her cheek and wrapped it around her fingertips.

Looking at his white and slender hands, Prison Ning'an's heart sank to the bottom.

Her chest heaved and she was about to lose her breath, and she had a strong urge to wonder if he really liked the woman in front of her!?

So, desperately, she hugged his waist and reached for the button of his shirt.

The man frowned slightly, and the next moment she pounced, her red lips pressed against his neck......

Prison Ning'an did not forget Mu Wu's words, she said that the most sensitive parts of men are the neck, ears and abdomen.

She kissed him directly on the neck, which should stimulate him even more.

At this moment, Prison Ning'an had lost his mind, and what he thought in his mind was that if he was interested in this woman, then she would definitely give up and never pester him again!

Thinking like this, she couldn't care about it at all, and stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick the man's skin.

Mu Tingchen didn't make any movement at first, and she probably didn't expect her to make such a move, and her body suddenly shook.

He squinted his eyes, the woman's kiss was unskillful, but the wet and glutinous touch on his neck was like an electric shock, throwing it through the skin and spreading to the limbs, making the body tense uncontrollably.

Prison Ning'an felt it, her heart fell into the abyss, and she let him go as soon as possible.

She stood up at once, her little face gloomy, and glared at him with a pair of mournful eyes.

Without saying a word, she turned and walked away in a huff.

"Prison Ning'an, have you had enough?" When she reached the door, a man's deep voice sounded behind her.

Prison Ning'an paused and looked back at the man sitting in the seat in horror.

Mu Tingchen leaned on the seat, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and his reddish handsome face had a kind of deadly magic, which made people involuntarily attracted.

"You...... What did you say? She was a little suspicious of her ears and blinked, her expression glazed.

"Come here." The man lifted his jaw, his dark eyes sharp.

"I ......," she stood still, stunned, "you, you......"

She regained her original voice, "Doctor Jun, do you know it's me?" ”

The man smiled without saying a word, and the corners of his mouth raised a beautiful arc.

"How is that possible!?" She tugged at her hair and touched her face, she had looked in the mirror, and she couldn't even recognize herself, how could he recognize her?!

She struggled alone, not noticing that the man had gotten up, and by the time she came back to her senses, he was already standing in front of her.

"Prison Ning'an, what kind of clothes are you wearing?" He examined her tight skirt, which only covered her hips.

A pair of slender and fair legs, although beautiful, are almost completely exposed.

She is petite, but delicate, and her waist is not full of hand...... At this time, Prison Ning'an had just turned around, with a large V-neck design, naked-revealing a large patch of snow skin on his chest.

Fang didn't take a closer look, but at this moment, the man's handsome face sank, especially when he saw her face covered with heavy makeup, and her face was even more ugly.

"Whose idea?" He took a step forward, the smell of perfume coming in, his brow tightening even more.

"Mu Wu ......" Prison Ning'an looked at him obviously displeased, and lowered his head, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Hmph." The man snorted coldly, raised his hand and pulled off the wig on her head and threw it aside, his face gloomy.

Prison Ning'an bit her lip, she felt very uncomfortable.