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After the obstacle, Mo Ran sat back in the office again, but this time, he became Yan Moqin's subordinate.

Then President Yan justly moved the entire design department downstairs to the president's office, and insisted on arranging Mo Ran where he could reach him the most.

Mo Ran had protested against this, but the protest was ineffective, while other employees raised a banner to support the president's decision, and the proprietress was about to watch.

But Yan Moqin's decision hurt Yan Moqin himself, he always lay down on the stairs to peek at Mo Ran's work.

His slender fingers tapped the table rhythmically, as if he was thinking about something, looking up, the meticulous suit and the top button of the shirt, full of abstinence and seductiveness, the tight light-colored lips, I really want to lick it...

As it turns out, not getting enough to eat is no better than not having enough to eat.

Yan Moqin has been staring at Mo Ran intently, not paying attention to his feet at all, he stepped on the ground without paying attention, and the sound of leather shoes falling firmly on the floor startled everyone.

"Yan... What's the matter with you, Mr. Yan?"

"Ahem, I didn't pay attention to my feet when I was thinking about the contract."

The subordinates nodded with concern: "President Yan, don't be too tired."

I want to be tired!

Finally, when it was time to get off work, Yan Moqin had enough reason to walk to Mo Ran's side: "It's time to get off work, let's go home."

It's a pity that Mo Ran didn't raise his head: "Why don't you go first, I still have a little work left."

If I had changed to another boss, I would have been happy to have such a subordinate who knows how to make progress without asking for anything in return, but Boss Yan is just so unusual.

"Don't, even if I go home by myself, what will I eat if you don't cook for me?" Boss Yan began to act like a baby.

"There are quick-frozen dumplings bought in the supermarket last time in the refrigerator, and you can eat them by boiling them yourself." Mo Ran was still writing and drawing.

The corner of Yan Moqin's mouth twitched. Although he prefers the current Mo Ran, it doesn't mean that the former Mo Ran who took good care of him can just disappear out of thin air!

Yan Moqin decided to save his face, and said in a deep voice: "I order you now in the name of your boss, follow me home immediately!"

"Don't make trouble." Mo Ran didn't take Yan Moqin's words seriously at all.

If it was someone else, Yan Moqin would have thrown the other party out long ago with Yan Moqin's temper, but facing Mo Ran, he really couldn't get a little angry.

Seeing his boss's depression all over his body, and his wife's dismay at not wanting to go home with me, the surrounding subordinates chose to pack up their things immediately and leave work, leaving this place for Yan Moqin to play alone.

Yan Moqin could only sit aside, like an angry dog: "Don't ignore me, just look at me."

"..."

"Dabao, I'm hungry, I'm really hungry."

"..."

"Bao'er...you don't care about me?"

"..."

Mo Ran acted as if Yan Moqin didn't exist, all his attention was on the blueprint in front of him.

After being silent for a while, Yan Moqin couldn't bear it anymore. After all, a hooligan pretending to be a gentleman couldn't bear it for long.

"Mo Ran, what are you doing? I don't remember that the company has a manuscript that needs to be urgently designed recently."

"Immediately, wait for me for a while." Mo Ran was finally willing to talk to Yan Moqin.

"Show me the blueprint, and I want to see who is in charge of the project and dares to make you work overtime!" Yan Moqin went to grab it after he finished speaking, he couldn't control so much.

"Hey, don't move!" Mo Ran was also in a hurry, but he couldn't beat Yan Moqin's quick hands and eyes. The blueprint that was in front of his eyes one second ago was held by Yan Moqin in his hand the next second.

Mo Ran also knew that he couldn't grab Yan Moqin at all, so he could only blushed and waited for his punishment.

Yan Moqin stared angrily at the line draft above, but then his eyes softened again.

"Y&M?" Yan Moqin read out the only letters on the drawing.

"Well... this is the abbreviation of our surnames."

"So the job you're talking about is to design a pair of rings for us?" Yan Moqin suddenly turned his head and grinned, as if the child who got the candy, and it seemed that the dejected and aggressive person before was not him at all.

"I haven't figured out what to make. I want to get two silver rings and just engrave our names on them... Hey! Yan Moqin, what are you doing? Let me down!"

While Mo Ran was still muttering, Yan Moqin put Mo Ran on his shoulders and walked upstairs. Yan Moqin's explanation for this was just one sentence: "I have a bed in my office."

The tentative kiss soon became more intense, and Mo Ran was also driven to respond, and these responses immediately turned into flames, burning Yan Moqin to his heart's content.

It has been more than a year since the last blending of the two, and the memories of the last time are not very good.

Yan Moqin was paranoid and wanted to keep Mo Ran by his side, but Mo Ran seemed to lose consciousness in pain.

So this time, Yan Moqin was clearly anxious to die, but he still didn't dare to act rashly, but the constant kisses seemed to cover up the gap between the two of them little by little.

Soon, the ever-increasing atmosphere made both of them feel the unbearable heat, Yan Moqin licked Mo Ran's earlobe: "Bao'er...I'm going to unbutton your shirt."

Mo Ran's silence can be regarded as a kind of tacit understanding. In fact, it is the first time for the two of them to be together like this. In the past, they always went straight to the point.

It was Mo Ran's body that first recalled the feeling of the taste of food, and gasped out uncontrollably. As Yan Moqin unbuttoned his shirts one by one, the overly sensitive body that had been trained seemed to quickly regain its original Location.

"One, two, three..." Yan Moqin said every time he unbuttoned a button, and then his fingertips slid across the slowly exposed skin, leaving only trembling and pain for Mo Ran. respite.

"Ah...um..." Mo Ran really wanted to suppress the groan that made people blush and heartbeat, but he had no choice. Fortunately, Yan Moqin seemed to have seen Mo Ran's thoughts, and sealed Mo Ran's lips with another kiss. Those groans melted into the lips and tongues of the two of them.

Mo Ran felt that the tip of his tongue was numb, and even his skin turned pink.

After the kiss was over, Mo Ran was panting desperately like a drowning fish, but Yan Moqin's teeth viciously bit Mo Ran's Adam's apple lightly, and the fragile throat was played with like this, making Mo Ran tightly grasp Yan Moqin's back, But Yan Moqin started to kiss his collarbone downward again, and said, "You don't have to hold back, I like to hear it."

This sentence is undoubtedly helping the evildoers, Mo Ran's voice will not make people feel bored, but it is an invisible aphrodisiac.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm... Mo Qin, please be gentle..." Mo Ran lowered his head, only seeing a spot on his chest being repeatedly licked by Yan Moqin, obviously ashamed as hell, but still seemed to be yearning for more.

"Are you in pain?" Yan Moqin's tongue slowly brushed over the red fruit on his chest.

"No, it doesn't hurt..." You can't say that you are so numb from being licked, you can't restrain the pleasure, right?

"Since it doesn't hurt, why do you want me to be gentle?" Listen, what a confident answer, Yan Moqin's hooligan temperament was instantly exposed.

Mo Ran closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, and spread his hands, ready to ignore Yan Moqin.

But now this situation is no better than just now, Yan Moqin can have fun on his own, slowly kissing each inch of his skin, like treating the supreme treasure in the world, and slowly going down, Yan Moqin pulls off the chain of Yan Moqin's suit trousers, revealing She wore white underwear that was as clean as the master's.

Without hesitation, Yan Moqin kissed him again through his underwear, which stimulated Mo Ran, and Mo Ran grabbed Yan Moqin's hair reflexively.

"Bao'er, why are you in a hurry than me?"

Mo Ran turned his head away and stopped looking at Yan Moqin, his reddish face painted all the lust on the originally ascetic cheeks, his eyes were filled with water vapor, and his body trembled slightly.

Seeing this scene, Yan Moqin gritted his molars. He has always been a carnivore. He can only watch but not eat for so long. He feels that if he endures it any longer, he should become restless.

So Yan Moqin kissed Mo Ran lightly on the lips a few times as comforting, and said in a low voice, "It won't hurt, don't be afraid."

I don't know if these words really comforted Mo Ran, but gradually, Mo Ran's legs became less tense and once again attached to Yan Moqin's back.

But suddenly, Mo Ran thought of a very serious problem: "This is a company, there is no lubricant..."

"I brought it." Yan Da pervert took out a tube of lubricant from his pocket like flowing water.

What else can you say about a man who carries such a thing with him?

The next thing seemed to be logical. Mo Ran, who took off his suit pants, revealed his straight thighs. After expanding slowly and anxiously, Yan Moqin pressed his cock against the dripping hole.

It would be a lie to say that I am not nervous, and the union after a year is also a bit jerky.

Yan Moqin slowly pierced the glans, and the hole immediately wound up, and Mo Ran's legs wrapped around Yan Moqin's waist unknowingly.

"Aha... Mochin, come in a little more."

"Why go in a little more?" Yan Moqin raised his eyebrows. He didn't intend to play with Mo Ran so viciously, but he was afraid that Mo Ran would only get hurt if he did it on his own. It has always been like this.

Mo Ran's brain lost to the body's desire very honestly: "Your, yours come in a little more."

"My what?"

"Dick... huh... big cock."

After saying this, Yan Moqin straightened his waist and buried himself deeply in Mo Ran's body.

Both of them were caught by this sudden