President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

Ye Wanwan's body froze, and her expression was a little confused. Realizing what Quan Tingmo meant, the red color on her neck immediately spread.

Pushing Quan Tingmo, he pursed his lips and said, "Okay, you go out, I haven't finished my work yet."

Quan Tingmo's eyes darkened, his back felt numb from being watched, and an unspeakable sense of excitement surged all over his body, as if it was about to burst out at any time.

Ye Wanwan looked away, turned her head and felt someone hugging her waist, and then immediately spun around, only feeling that she was being turned in a circle in the air, and finally pressed heavily on the bed.

Quan Tingmo could easily hold her two hands together with one hand, and raised them above her head. The clear breath pressed over her instantly, and the hot air from the tip of her nose fell on the crest of her neck. It was not surprising to see The person in his arms trembled slightly.

He has desires, he is just at his age, and it is hard to catch up with him, and he has to pick the time to kiss and hug him, which really makes Quan Tingmo feel a little uncomfortable.

The voice is as low as ever, full of magnetism, coaxing: "When can you sleep with me!"

Ye Wanwan didn't expect Quan Tingmo to say such words so bluntly, his face flushed, and he remained silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about this issue seriously.

Quan Tingmo only felt that the person in his arms was extremely cute, and the next second he heard her say solemnly: "No, I. I'm not ready yet."

Pressing the corner of her mouth lightly, she reached out and stroked her hair: "You don't need to prepare."

It was rare for him to see Ye Wanwan being so cute. She could drive her into a frenzy with just a few words without being provocative. Such intense tenderness and tenderness.

She can always force out the most primitive desire in his heart, and smash the air of indifference that he has held for a long time.

Gently raised her chin, pecked her cheeks, nose, eyes, under the extremely depressive light kisses, did she not proceed to the next step.

The photo that Quan Lao showed him not long ago suddenly appeared in his mind. In fact, it was not an intimate picture. He was jealous.

See, people are so dissatisfied, they have decided not to let go, but after a little taste, they can't help but yearn to possess it wholeheartedly.

He thought about many possibilities, but he couldn't figure out why. Why did Ye Wanwan and Quan Tingxuan pretend not to know each other? The disgust and fear in her eyes were so real, but the photos had no reason to lie.

The words came to my lips, but I didn't know how to speak.

How to ask about this relationship, and how to express that you just want to know why and not doubt.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, and his expression became a little lazy.

As a result of being a little dazed, Quan Tingmo was soon kicked out of the room by Ye Wanwan.

"Go back to your own room."

After leaving such a sentence, he immediately closed the door, and ruthlessly locked the door in front of Quan Tingmo's. The meaning of rejection was obvious.

Quan Tingmo laughed angrily, he recovered from his depressed mood just now, and raised his eyebrows indifferently, he has the keys to every room in this house, and it's useless to lock the door.