President Daddy is too difficult to deal with

Early the next morning, Dyson posted a long post on Twitter, explaining in detail what happened. At the end, he sincerely apologized to Ye Wanwan and expressed the opportunity to cooperate.

This is almost a piece of self-destructive article. It not only admits that he has collected money because of gambling debts, but also indirectly tells the fact that he has plagiarized all the year round.

From foreign websites to Weibo, the news immediately exploded, coupled with Quan's public relations methods, the online reviews almost turned around.

"Oh my God, Miss Sister is so pitiful, the design works I drew were scolded by others."

"It's too dramatic a reversal. Who on earth has such a big hatred against him and did such a thing."

When Ye Wanwan woke up, she happened to see this.

When Quan Tingmo came back last night, she smelled of alcohol. She didn't ask too many questions. Now she saw the news on the Internet.

I couldn't help kicking, but it happened to touch his stomach.

The man's palm instantly held her ankle, rubbed it carefully, turned sideways and half-closed his eyes, and heard Ye Wanwan ask: "What did you do out there last night? Why did Dyson apologize?"

That person is a cunning character at first glance, it must not be easy to make him change his mind.

Quan Tingmo stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Wanwan back on the bed, taking advantage of the momentum and pressing him up, "Wanwan." The ending of the name was elongated, chewed between the lips, and the voice was low, as if coaxing.

The delicate neck was delicate and tender, Ye Wanwan looked at her with her eyes open, with a casual cuteness.

The kiss that came as promised, with a long touch, deepened little by little. In the early morning, there was always some desire in it. The man became more and more wanton, and the little groping of his hand had already moved to the waist.

He looked up, with slow desire in his eyes. "How can I thank you?"

How can you thank me for helping you solve such a big matter, he wants to use this in exchange for some rewards.

Her hair was casually scattered on the pillow, she stared at him with wide eyes, her lips were brightly colored, she didn't know how to speak for a moment.

She wasn't unwilling either. They were both together. Such a thing was normal, but Ye Wanwan and Quan Tingmo were not on the same channel about this kind of thing.

At least now in the morning, she doesn't want to.

"Not now!" Ye Wanwan looked at him warily.

"Not now, but when will it be?" Quan Tingmo raised the distance between the two of them by a point, and asked leisurely.

Ye Wanwan: "."

Ye Wanwan became angry from embarrassment, "Don't think about it, anyway, it's not possible now."

Quan Tingmo actually didn't plan to do anything, he couldn't be too quick with Ye Wanwan, and let her accept those unrealities all at once, but it didn't mean he was willing to just let her go.

"Then plant a strawberry, okay."

Compared with taking one step closer, just planting a strawberry seems to be more acceptable to Ye Wanwan.

Nodding his head, he reluctantly agreed to the request.

Quan Tingmo lowered his head, put his earlobe in his mouth, and then kissed her all the way down her neck
Ye Wanwan trembled for a while: "You are not allowed to do anything else."

The corner of Quan Tingmo's mouth twitched, and he caught a glimpse of Ye Wanwan's little hands tightly gripping the bed sheet, and raised his head slightly. This appearance made Quan Tingmo's heart tremble violently.

The dense and inexplicable touch hits little by little, which undoubtedly does not remind the ambiguity and intimacy between the two people.

Let her whole body fall into it.