Quan Mo leaned back, and then glanced down at the cool girl on the ground, her voice was cold and thin, and she couldn't be ignored, with a strong aura.

"I ......" Qingliang's eyes instantly turned red, and her voice was cowardly, "Yes, Quan Shao, I'll go down now." ”

After speaking, the cool woman stood up with her hands on her sore chest, walked towards the door, and glanced at An Ge hatefully as she brushed her shoulder.

As if she were an enemy.

“……”

It's about her, what to stare at.

An Ge was speechless, and also glared back fiercely.

As soon as he turned around, An Ge saw that Quan Mo was still sitting there, looking at her expressionlessly, his hand resting on his chin arbitrarily and elegantly, clean and slender, as if waiting for her to enter......

"You can't marry your girlfriend for the rest of your life."

An Ge walked in as he spoke.

"Girlfriend? Scold. Quan Mo sneered disdainfully, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and a handsome face instantly looked several times better.

This man is so ecstatic even to sneer.

It's a normal woman, and the blood tank will be emptied of this face......

"What are you laughing at?" An Ge asked casually.

"You."

"Am I not right? She's not your girlfriend? ”

"Play-thing."

“……”

The world of rich people really doesn't understand.

An Ge walked over to his desk, stopped talking nonsense, and said straight to the point, "OK, none of this matters. That's right, Mr. Quan, I was just sent here by a group of inexplicable people, and I don't know what happened, can you borrow the phone number for me to contact my family? ”

Well, the most important thing is to contact the family.

Quan Mo looked at her coldly, listening to her finish speaking, and suddenly grabbed her slender wrist across the table and pulled it hard.

"Bang-"

An Ge was forced to lie on his desk, his hands being grasped by Quan Mo, while he sat motionless on the chair that seemed to be worth a lot.

"What are you doing?" Ange glared at him angrily, struggling.

She was already weak, and her whole body was screaming in pain.

"Don't you know the rules?" Quan Mo grabbed her wrist with one hand, wrapped the other hand around the back of her head against the back of her neck, and a face approached her, her lips almost touching hers, "The woman who entered my study automatically recognized that it was my plaything." ”

The picture is ambiguous.

An Ge desperately shrunk his neck back to prevent him from kissing, "your play-thing, let go of your hands!" Pervert, you. ”

Quan Mo looked at her coldly, his gaze fell on her curved eyebrows, angry eyes, thin nose bridge, and finally rested on her pale lips......

Suddenly.

Quan Mo kissed her on the lips fiercely, fiercely, wildly, desperate like a beast.

An Ge's eyes widened in disbelief and she struggled even harder, but the more she struggled, the more his breath poured in, and her lips and teeth were almost full of his taste, mint-like flavor......

The papers on her desk fell off her desk as she struggled.

Quan Mo's hand suddenly loosened, and An Ge immediately broke free, picked up a stack of documents and was about to smash it at Quan Mo-

Just then, she stumbled upon a line dated the document: December 25, 2013.

"In 2013?" An Ge blurted out in confusion, "Isn't it 2010?" ”

10 and 13 years are a lot different......

"I forgot, you slept in my bed - for three years, how do you know the rules." Quan Mo sat there without moving, his slender hand caressed his thin lips, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said displeasedly, "The mouth of a vegetative person is really bitter." ”