Slag Girl Illustrated Book

She drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Coming to the basement, it was transformed into a recreation room below, a video room, a billiard room, a gym, a dance studio, and a piano room.

​She walked into the gym and started running. A good figure also needs her frequent maintenance. There is no beauty that does not require careful care.

After running for an hour, she went up to take a shower. Just as she lay on the bed, the phone rang. She didn’t pay attention. She held her mobile phone to answer the call. Unexpectedly, it was a video call. She panicked and clicked on the voice call. Just ended the video interface.

Mo Tingshen didn't expect that the scene would be like that when he was connected. The large white snow and the bottomless ditch #壑 were so tempting. Before he took a closer look, the video interface became a voice interface.​

"I'm sorry, the chairman, just now, I just finished taking a shower." There was a trace of anxiety and panic in her voice, soft and soft, as if she was a really innocent girl, but Ruan Xi with a mobile phone. There was no expression on his face, and the voice and the person seemed to be separated.

"It's okay." There was a whisper in his voice, dumb: "Just to inform you that I will be on a business trip with me to France tomorrow afternoon. Stay for three days and remember to pack your luggage."

"Okay, Chairman." She responded.

"Do you need me to pick you up tomorrow?" He said these words as a ghost, fearing that she would avoid him, and quickly added: "It's not convenient for you to take the subway with your luggage."

"It's okay, chairman, don't bother you, I'm very close to the company." There is a high probability that Mo Weiyu will be waiting outside tomorrow morning. Now that the game has just started, you can't ask the father and son to meet so quickly.

"Okay, then you rest early."

After the call was hung up, she curled her lips, tusk, getting more and more interesting.

In order to go to work, Ruan Xihe tailored 10 sets of clothes in a private order, and bought a lot of fitting suits. Today he is wearing a white dress.

It became more eye-catching, and she trembled when she walked, and no one could look away from her. The waist was so thin, the front and back curves were obvious, the color was vivid, and the fragrance was fragrant.

Wrapped in a down jacket, I can't see anything. Pushing the small suitcase, I saw Mo Huiyu leaning on the car as soon as I left the house.

"Hehe, it's so cold, what does he want?" 044 murmured in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ruan Xihe didn't answer 044, because she was already in the state, her cheeks flushed, her lips biting, like a panicked little rabbit, she hurried forward.

There was footsteps behind, and she walked a little more anxiously.

Mo Huiyu pulled her wrist, turned her around, and forced her close: "What are you running, I will eat you?"

"You, you, you let me go." Ruan Xihe looked at him accusingly, with a layer of mist in his eyes, which was really tickling. He had never liked women who were too weak, but this Once, he was drowned in such softness.

She pinched her chin with her fingers, forcing her to look up at herself: "Don't you want me to give more advice, little neighbor."

Mo Huiyu didn't check Ruan Xihe's information. He thought about her now, and he hoped to open her a little bit and get to know her.

"You rascal." She glared at him fiercely.

Wipe, it's so cute, Mo Huiyu felt that his heart was about to melt, and his voice was lowered a little bit: "I was like you last night, you are a hooligan, now it's not counted as a hooligan."

"You are not allowed to say it." She was ashamed and angry, she stood on her toes to cover his mouth in a hurry.

Mo Huiyu laughed lowly, tucked her into the co-pilot half-armed, and locked the door.

She couldn't open it, so she went and put her luggage in the trunk by herself, then opened the driving seat and sat in.

"Where?" he asked.

Ruan Xihe ignored him.

"If you don't speak, I will be a hooligan." Mo Huiyu leaned over.

"Dare you!" She yelled softly, which really didn't have any deterrent effect at all.

Mo Huiyu really dare, the seat belt hasn't been fastened yet, and he is very free. Holding her arm, he put her on the seat of the car and blocked her lips. He wanted to kiss last night, but unfortunately he couldn't find it. right opportunity.

Kissed gently, it was gentle at first, but it tasted sweet later, and slowly lost control.

It was not the first time that he kissed a woman. He had made a few girlfriends when he was young. Although he didn't go to bed, he didn't kiss him, but Ruan Xihe was the first one to get him so out of control.

Subconsciously, he pulled the chain of her down jacket.

Her slight struggle was held by him, her fingers flexibly unbuttoned her shirt, and she went straight in.

"No, don't, um." All her resistance was blocked.

It took him a long time to stop, and then panted and said in her ear: "Do you like small things?"