Tong Wanwan scratched a few more times.

It seems like...... It seems to be hair!

The small hands are touching down, the bridge of the nose is high, the eye sockets are deep, the dark eyebrows are thick, the skin is smooth, and the soft and warm touch on the thin lips.

It felt as if all my fingers were electrified.

Such a three-dimensional face......

Song Yuexiu!

She retracted her hand and was about to leave, when her wrist was grabbed, and the force dragged her down.

"Ahh

She screamed.

The world swirled, and his lips pressed against a soft, warm, fragrant object.

All around, it suddenly lit up.

The dazzling light made Tong Wanwan subconsciously close her eyes, open them again, and meet a pair of deep and beautiful eyes.

A stone's throw away.

She blinked, in a trance, feeling like she was drowning in a vast starry sky, and she couldn't get out.

The lips are still pressed together, forgetting to move away.

The heart has never beaten so violently.

It took ten minutes of "forced kissing" before she came to her senses, held his chest, and left his lips.

The man under him was wearing a black silk nightgown made of matte fabric, his complexion was as white as jade, and his untreated hair was not as delicate as usual, but it had a bewitching sexiness.

But...... But this can't change the fact that he is Song Yuexiu!

Ahhhh

Sure enough, it's the boss!

Glancing down, she saw that his nightgown had been ripped open, and her hand was pressed against the red dots on his chest.

So, the current situation is that she not only kissed him forcibly, but also pulled him away from his clothes, and also attacked his chest......

It's just a female hooligan!

Song Yuexiu's face was expressionless, his posture was cold, his eyes were dark and secretive, he stared at the little face in front of him, and saw all kinds of panic, weakness and shyness......

"Satisfied?" He opened his mouth coldly.

"Huh?" Tong Wanwan looked confused.

"Are you satisfied with my mouth?"

"Satisfied!" She nodded, and shook her head busily, "Oh, not satisfied!" ”

"Satisfied or dissatisfied?" Song Yuexiu breathed faintly.

The handsome face that can't see joy and anger is even more disturbing.

Tong Wanwan's little face was tangled into a ball of twisted flowers.

Why do you always have such elusive questions, God knows if he wants to hear it satisfied or dissatisfied!

What happens if you say it wrong?

It felt like a knife hanging over her head, and if you answered incorrectly, it would click her.

"Boss, President, can I go home and think about it and give you an answer tomorrow?" She smiled weakly.

"What do you say?" Song Yuexiu lifted her lips coldly.

"......" threw the question to her again!

Tong Wanwan really couldn't figure out his thoughts, so she had to answer stubbornly, "Satisfied!" ”

Song Yuexiu's expression changed slightly, but it didn't seem to change much, but the corners of her mouth seemed to have risen a little bit more than just now.

Just listened, he said nonchalantly: "I insulted my boss, and I felt very satisfied, and I deducted half a year's salary." ”

What the!!!

Tong Wanwan grabbed the red dots on his chest in shock.

"Hiss-" Song Yuexiu frowned in pain, lifted the woman who was still lying on him, and threw it aside, "Lie on me, tear off my clothes, hit my chest, and deduct a year's bonus!" ”

The child is like a chicken at night.

Kiss a little mouth for half a year's salary!

Accidentally ripped off his clothes and touched two breasts to ask for a year's bonus!

President, you can just sell yourself!

"I... I protest! ”

"Dismissed!"

"I also want to say that this is also my first kiss, and it is also very expensive! Why is it so expensive for you? She hadn't even taken a boy's little finger, and he might have rolled over the sheets with four, five, six or seven women.

Song Yuexiu tidied up her dressing gown, glanced to the side, and replied lightly, "Because I'm your boss!" ”

The implication is that the power is in his hands!

He loves how to buckle how to buckle!

This is what is called, rich and capricious!

Tong Wanwan lay on his pillow, his fingers picking at his sheets, he had nothing to say, and wilted......