"Ah, let go of me, you let go of me!"

Su Weiwei didn't run far, she was restrained by a pair of steely arms, and the people behind her didn't say a word, and under Su Weiwei's desperate struggle, only the sound of breathing gradually became heavier.

Finally, as if he was impatient, the man raised his hand and carried Su Weiwei directly on his shoulders and carried it directly into the office.

The door of the president's office was slammed shut, and the chicken soup that Su Weiwei was pinching in her hand also rolled down into the corner.

"Quan Shaoting, what kind of nerves are you!"

There was the sound of a large number of documents being swept off in her ears, Su Wei's body was shocked, and she was thrown directly on the huge desk, and before she could get up, a huge shadow was covered.

"Huh."

In the darkness, Su Weiwei clearly saw the mocking smile on the man's face, and then she heard her own voice.

"If you change your mind, Quan Shaoting will sell it to you at any time."

This is what she and Su Qingya said in the café during the day, but she didn't expect it to be recorded at that time, she was so careless that she forgot this for the sake of a momentary refreshment.

Quan Shaoting has always been arrogant, knowing that she was going to sell him, he would definitely not let her go.

Su Weiwei looked up at those blood-red eyes, and the raging storm inside was like a dense dark cloud outside the window, and the wind and rain were coming.

She pursed her lips, with tears in her eyes, and pulled Quan Shaoting's sleeve aggrievedly, the most important thing now is to stabilize this madman.

"Uncle, don't ......"

Before the coquettish voice could be spoken, Quan Shaoting's lips blocked her lips fiercely, blocking all her next words in her throat, leaving only a low whimper.

Quan Shaoting tightly controlled her on the desk, biting her lip fiercely, his tongue swept into her mouth, entangled, sucked, bitten, and frantically wanted to integrate her into his body.

"Hmm......"

Probably because the table was too hard, the back of Su Wei's head hit the table between struggles, and a pair of clear eyes were misty, like a poor elk.

Quan Shaoting's heart ached, and he let go of her for a short time, the translucent silver wire was pulled, and the hand holding her chin was slightly forced, and he said helplessly and pityingly.

"Gasping for breath, trying to suffocate yourself?"

Su Weiwei whimpered twice and collapsed on the table.

"Uncle, woo, I know it's wrong......"

After a few breaths, one hand dragged her head, propped up half of her body and pulled her into her arms, her lips once more long.

I don't know how long it took, about half an hour, about an hour, and the sky outside had completely darkened, and there were lightning rolling through the dark clouds, illuminating the gloomy office from time to time.

Su Weiwei was kissed so charmingly, panting, and climbed on Quan Shaoting's body, the dress had been pushed to her waist, and her legs were forced to clamp Quan Shaoting's waist tightly. She tried her best to dodge, but Quan Shaoting didn't allow her to dodge half a point.

"Don't, little uncle, don't, let me go......"

She was married, and the previous one-night stand was an accident, and she couldn't be sorry for her husband anymore.

Hearing Su Weiwei's resistance, a touch of coldness filled Quan Shaoting's eyes, because when she saw Su Qingya, she remembered Shi Jingcheng, so she didn't want him anymore?

The fear and anger of abandonment took hold of his heart for a moment, making him even more desperate to get this woman.

Even if he doesn't love, he wants to keep her by his side!

With a hiss, Su Weiwei's dress turned into rags under his hands, and he sneered and pressed Su Weiwei in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the office, stabbing into her body without any foreplay.