His (35)
The room was quiet and warm, the incandescent lamp overhead shone brightly and softly, and the man's face was reflected on the wall beside him, quiet and gentle.
Time passed bit by bit, Du Shiling's hand looked at the account book slightly, with the dry warmth of the person feverish, the man's eyelids became heavier and heavier, the lowered head became more and more groggy, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, the fingertips resting on the abacus unconsciously continued to pluck, the next second, his head slowly drooped, gently pillowing on his arm, the light above his head became a little dim at this moment, the wind outside the window gradually blew up, and the branches blown down by the wind gently scraped through the glass, making a "whoosh" sound.
Du Shiling opened her eyes tiredly, and wanted to look up to look out the window, but then realized that she was holding a slender white arm on her shoulder, looking down at the red sleeves on the arm, a soft and boneless hand gently crossed his chest, and the transparent nails stayed at the buckle under his neck, gently and delicately.
The man was slightly stunned, and subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at the table.
The white cat that was lying in front of him just now is gone.
And the soft white arm in front of him made him immediately think of Bao'er's snow-white fur.
He sat motionless, and the man standing behind him slowly leaned down, accompanied by a bone-deep fragrance, and he heard the sweet and seductive voice of the woman ringing in his ears.
"The host ......"
Two short words that make the man stiff.
He didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved a little, he would scare away the people behind him.
The hand continued to go down, flexibly untying the handicap on his chest, the slender five fingers like green onions gently brushed his face, followed by a breeze blowing from behind, and in the next second, Du Shiling raised his eyes again, and there was a delicate figure on the table in front of him.
It was a woman, dressed in a red gauze dress, loosely draped over her shoulders, and the long silk around her waist hung down at will, and a beautiful and fragrant beauty was presented in front of her.
The woman's eyes are strange and beautiful, deep purple and pure green, embedded in a palm-sized face, the hook person can't take half an inch off his gaze, and under the upturned and delicate nose are two light pink lips, looking at the color, Du Shiling immediately thought of Bao'er's mouth, which is also this kind of tender powder, which makes people look at it and like it, and can't help but reach out and stroke it gently.
The strange and beautiful woman sat on her desk like this, her jade arms supported her body and leaned back slightly, and her posture was so sultry, but there was no trace of love or desire in those eyes, on the contrary, it was full of innocence and ignorance, clean like a purple and green lake, and you could see low at a glance.
This is a kind of pure style, more ethereal and clear, which can easily arouse the love in people's hearts, and will also continue to hit the string in a man's heart.
Du Shiling looked at the woman in front of him quietly, and through her eyes, he saw his Bao'er, obediently lying in front of him.
"Bao'er."
He stretched out his hand, gently stroked Bao'er's long hair, his fingertips slowly went down, and just when he was about to touch the two lip flaps, the woman in front of him suddenly turned over and jumped dexterously, and the whole person fell to the ground softly like a dandelion brought up by the wind, and the snow-white bare feet stepped on the soft carpet, turned around and reached out to hook Du Shiling's clothes, step by step, and walked lightly towards the bed in the bedroom.
Du Shiling followed her all the way to her bedside.
At this moment, the woman suddenly turned around and suddenly pushed Du Shiling down.
"Bang-"
The soft mattress wrapped around Du Shiling, and he looked face up, watching the woman fall over, her soft body extremely light, and her long hair pouring to the side.
"Bao'er ......"
Du Shiling muttered dumbly.
At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten everything, only his cat was left in his eyes, and his shallow eyes were as silent as a pool of water, but under that pool of water was a dark tide surging, extremely deep.
"Du, Shi, Ling."
His name was slowly spit out by the woman, like a babbling child, innocent and innocent, which made people's hearts soft.
He reached out and grabbed her waist, his body and mind agitating him wanting to speed things up.
He is Du Shiling, the head of the Du family, a wealthy man in Lincheng, and a powerful and manipulator in the city.
He doesn't allow his cat to be in a leadership position all the time.
The next second, the man raised his other hand and pressed the back of the woman's head slowly but forcefully, forcing her to lean down.
Between the lips and teeth, the fragrance overflows.
The man was self-taught, and after a brief period of clumsiness, he quickly grasped the essence of the matter.
——
Du Shiling was awakened by a dazzling white light outside the window.
The man slowly opened his eyes, and when his long eyelashes trembled slightly, he subconsciously reached out and wiped the position around him.
Empty.
He turned sideways sharply, a white figure curled up beside him, at this moment the man was slightly stunned, he lowered his eyes and carefully recalled last night, that scene of real and bone-deep joy is not fake.
It's true.
His cat turned into a charming and beautiful girl.
In the silent room, Du Shiling got up and leaned against the head of the bed, his slender body was slightly bent, he picked up the white cat on the side and put it in his arms, and gently stroked her back with his fingertips.
His Bao'er slept very deeply, and the most astute little thing in the past showed no sign of waking up even if he was picked up today.
Du Shiling looked at her carefully and carefully, and the woman's face kept coming to mind, with a bewitching and amorous skin, but there was innocence and purity hidden in her eyes, like a beautiful and moving ruby, which made him want to lock it up, hide it, and only let it be viewed by himself.
There was still some heat in the house, and Du Shiling realized that she was comfortable and sober at the moment, even if she indulged all night, she couldn't feel the slightest bit of fatigue and fatigue.
The fever and cold are all cured.
Looking at the white cat curled up in his arms, Du Shiling only felt a warm current passing through his heart, and an unprecedented satisfaction and ease surged, this kind of soft and gentle emotion that showed human nature had never appeared on his Du Shiling's body, and he suddenly noticed his strangeness, and the man just smiled helplessly.
At noon that day, the back kitchen received the master's instructions.
"In the future, I will add a silver dollar to Bao'er for each meal."
"A silver dollar?!"