Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

Then he sucked his lower lip affectionately, and straightened up with a hooked smile.

With a hoarse voice, he said, "Try it, is it sweet or not."

Jiang Wansheng seemed to be bewitched by him, the red grape rolled aside, pushing up a thin layer of flesh, with force, the juice mixed with the man's breath flowed out.

As she chewed with a flushed face, Qin Mo's pupils became darker and darker.

With a hoarse voice, he asked again: "Is it sweet?"

Her eyelashes trembled twice, and she let out a "hmm" as thin as a mosquito.

There was a little interest in Qin Mo's eyes.

"Tiantian, take a step back."

Jiang Wansheng retreated obediently.

Qin Mo hooked out the side drawer and pulled it lightly.

Jiang Wansheng was taken aback, absurdity flashed in his eyes, "You, why are you here..."

Qin Mo's slender fingers wandered over the assortment of boxes, as if carefully selecting them, and finally chose two and put them on the table.

He also asked her opinion seriously, "Are these two okay?"

Jiang Wansheng was keenly aware of what he was going to do.

"You want, here?"

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

The answer is self-evident.

Jiang Wansheng didn't have time to refute.

The man's big hands had already reached her armpits, and when her side tightened, she was carried directly to the desk.

The legs were spread apart, and the man's slender body was squeezed into the middle.

The pink skirt and black suit pants are entwined together, exuding a sense of ambiguity.

Through the thin fabric, there is a cool table under her body, and a scorching chest in front of her.

The mix of hot and cold disturbed her mind.

Jiang Wansheng looked at him with innocent and helpless eyes, completely unable to stop his rough hands from sliding down his thighs, into the hem of his clothes, and wantonly ignited the skin of his legs with his fingertips.

The hem of the skirt was stacked on his waist following his movements, Jiang Wansheng was so ashamed that he wanted to back away.

Qin Mo blocked her with a big hand behind her, preventing her from moving.

One hand still held her hand and slowly touched the belt around his waist.

His bewitching voice rang in his ears.

"Untie it."

Jiang Wansheng rubbed her fingers tremblingly, but the strange feeling on her body and in front of her body became more and more serious, and her fingertips were getting weak.

I tried several times but couldn't get it right, so I had to beg him helplessly.

"I can't solve it."

Qin Mo's palm came over, and the fingers controlling her touched something. The buckle of the belt was loosened, and the voice pulled Jiang Wansheng's nerves.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes, pulled out the belt with a poker face but swift movements.

"Clap" sound.

Things fall.

Jiang Wansheng trembled, the clothes on his body were loosely attached to his body, and powder was everywhere.

Qin Mo unbuttoned the buttons one by one, his back muscles agitated, and as he took off his shirt, the tight muscle lines of his upper body flowed.

In the silent environment, there were only the sound of cloth rubbing against each other and the sound of the two gradually breathing heavily.

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Just like that, she didn't know how many grapes she was fed and how many he took away.

Finally, dazed, he carried her into the bathroom to wash.

The last sliver of consciousness was that she would never want to work on this table again.

I can't bear to look directly at it.

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The next day, Jiang Wansheng didn't want to talk to Qin Mo because of Qin Mo's excessive behavior last night.

Until Qin Mo drove her to school, she still ignored him.

Qin Mo coaxed him for a long time, but it didn't work. In the end, he could only helplessly watch her throw him a back, and walked into the school without saying a word.

The all-powerful Third Master Qin once again felt a helpless sense of frustration.

Jiang Wansheng approached the classroom quickly, and Qin Weizhao saw her waving at her.

This is a general education class. Qin Weizhao took it with her at the beginning, and it was the only class that the two of them could take together.

She was a little late when she came, and she walked through the back of the classroom with her waist bent.

Qin Weizhao looked at her in surprise: "You've never been late, it's so strange."

She said, and then she didn't know what she saw, and instantly put on a clear expression, "Understood."

Jiang Wansheng felt guilty: "You, what do you know?"

Qin Weizhao moved closer and touched her collar with his fingers, "Baby, remember to put on concealer when you come out next time."

Jiang Wansheng clenched his collar tightly and asked nervously, "Is it obvious?"

Qin Weizhao smiled, "Fortunately, I only saw it when I got so close."

Jiang Wansheng was annoyed: "It's not all his fault."

Qin Weizhao winked, "It seems that life is very harmonious there."

Jiang Wansheng pinched her waist, which is her sensitive spot.

Sure enough, Qin Weizhao shrank his movements greatly, which attracted the attention of everyone around him.

Jiang Wansheng gloated.

Qin Weizhao glared at her jokingly, "You've been with little uncle for a long time, and you've turned bad!"

Jiang Wansheng smiled and smoothed her hair.

"I won't bother you anymore."

But she thought of something again, and asked, "How are you and Mr. Cen?"

"It's been more than half a month since you moved, how's the progress?"

Qin Weizhao raised his eyebrows proudly: "Let's be together."

Jiang Wansheng was taken aback, his eyes widened a little, "When did you never tell us?"

Qin Weizhao cleared his throat, suddenly a little embarrassed, "That's right, I'm still in the probationary period."

"..." Jiang Wansheng was silent for a few seconds, "Huh?"

Qin Weizhao scratched his head, "Don't I have to be persuasive?"

Jiang Wansheng asked cryptically: "Then where are you...?"

Qin Weizhao didn't know what he thought of, his mouth shrunk, "I only kissed."

It's a pity to see her like that.

Jiang Wansheng laughed: "Doesn't that mean that he respects you more?"

Qin Weizhao: "Come on, he's not a gentleman."

Jiang Wansheng tactfully stopped talking.

Because if she continued to ask, she might have to know some not-so-pure things.

However, fortunately, the two of them have some signs of success.

……

After class, Jiang Wansheng had to rush to work as a teaching assistant for Teacher Tian.

She said goodbye to Qin Weizhao.

Meeting Ying Zhou again in class, he smiled shyly at him.

Jiang Wansheng suddenly remembered that last night he was still thinking about talking to him about his email problem in person today.

After class, she took the initiative to find Ying Zhou, and after explaining her intentions, Ying Zhou stayed in the classroom with her.

Jiang Wansheng explained carefully according to the questions he asked.

But I don't know if it is her illusion, although Ying Zhou looks very serious, but she always feels that he is not very interested.

She tentatively asked, "Why did you choose the Chinese department?"