You make money, I spend it, the rich stepmother is happy

When Qi Shaobai left the study, Sheng Mumu walked to Qi Mo's side, teasing with a smile:

"Mr. Qi, I heard you right, do you want to prepare lessons?"

Before going to bed last night, Sheng Mumu gnawed at the supplementary materials for several hours, but Qi Mo didn't even look at them.

When Sheng Mumu asked him worriedly: "Aren't you ready?"

He said, "No."

Sheng Mumu had an expression of "Look at you trying to be brave, you know you are panicking now", and kindly reminded:

"There are still three and ten minutes, you read the book quickly, now the third year of high school math—ah——"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly vacated.

Qi Mo put his arms around her waist and hugged her up.

Losing weight for a moment, she subconsciously put her hand on his shoulder and tightly grasped his shirt.

Because of the pulling, the collar of the shirt was torn a little.

His delicate collarbone appeared in front of him.

The next second, she was hugged by him and placed on the desk.

The solid wood desk is large, the top is hard, and the cool touch comes through the fabric.

"What are you doing?" Sheng Mumu looked up at him at a loss.

It suddenly crashed into the man's dark and gloomy pupils.

He bowed and looked at her.

The man's broad figure enveloped her slender figure.

A clear, male-hormonal breath overwhelmed her.

Sheng Mumu's heart skipped a beat.

Qi Mo didn't answer her words, his bewitching eyes moved down inch by inch, fell on her bright red lips, and stopped.

He answered her question with a glance.

He wants to kiss her.

Wen Run's hands grasped her tight waist, and slowly tightened it a little.

It is also giving her time to react.

Sheng Mumu propped his arms back on the table, leaned back, opened some distance, and looked back at him with watery eyes.

She understood what he meant, and glanced uneasily at the door, her heart beating faster.

The door was firmly shut.

She knew that if Qi Mo asked Qi Shaobai to go out, Qi Shaobai would not rush in again, and the housekeeper and servant at home would not enter Qi Mo's study.

But even if no one came in, Sheng Mumu still worried about being bumped into at any time.

She pursed her lower lip, looked around with dodge eyes, trying to find some topic to divert Qi Mo's attention, so as not to mess around with him.

Just say something and get off topic.

what to say.

Sheng Mumu blinked, facing the handsome face so close, she suddenly said:

"You look handsome today."

Qi Mo narrowed his eyes, and there was a smile at the bottom of his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up with a faint arc.

Still no answer, speak with action.

The palms tightened a little more.

Sheng Mumu felt that his waist was about to be crushed by his palm.

Quickly think of other topics.

However, the man in front of her, who was delighted by her words, no longer gave her a chance to speak.

Pushing forward to get closer, leaning over and kissing.

The breath instantly became his breath.

Sheng Mumu's eyes widened suddenly, and he stared worriedly at the direction of the study door.

Heart beating wildly.

With one arm propped behind, one hand pushed him.

The man's chest was hard, and he couldn't push it away, but the kiss became deeper and deeper.

Sheng Mumu's cheeks were hot.

This isn't their first kiss.

But it was the first time to kiss in the study.

This place is so weird!

Next to it are spotless bookcases, pen holders, pens, and ink bottles.

Properties are icy.

But now, the temperature between the two is unreasonably high.

Breathing intertwined, the breath is hot.

It seems to be able to burn those cold objects.

Sheng Mumu was out of breath, and even though she was indulging in his sometimes gentle and sometimes passionate kisses, she still didn't dare to take the door lightly.

Glance over now and then.

Worried about someone breaking in suddenly.

She was even thinking about what excuses to make.

It can't be said that we are exchanging academic knowledge.

Compared with the chaos of the mind, the body is honest.

She wrapped her arms around his neck unconsciously, responding to his kiss.

Qi Mo supported her back with his palm, and his other hand came to the back of her head at some point.

With a light flick of her long fingers, she pulled off her hair rope.

The long black hair spread out in an instant, hanging loosely behind his head.

He tightened his arms around her waist and moved his lips away lingeringly.

The tips of her noses touched her cheeks, and Sheng Mumu's skin was itchy and numb with the heat of her breath.

The lips were bright red, slightly swollen, and shone with water.

The aggression in the man's sight becomes stronger and stronger.

She couldn't figure out why he picked off her hair tie.

Suddenly.

The man's palm moved, and his knuckles sank into her black hair.

Parting the hair a little bit, holding her head.

In the next second, a stronger and more irresistible kiss covered the lips.

Sheng Mumu's heart trembled.

Feel the subtle rubbing sensation from the back of the head and scalp.

My heart was pounding.

Does he like her hair?

What a weird...hobby.

"Don't be distracted."

Suddenly, the man's magnetic hoarse voice almost whispered overflowing.

The low-mellow voice ray pressed against her cheek and penetrated into her cochlea, making her whole body soft.

She heard him say again:

"Only three and ten minutes."

He could only kiss her for another three or ten minutes.

Sheng Mumu's ears became hotter and hotter.

It was unbearably hot.

I feel like a ball of water that will be evaporated by the heat at any time.

She leaned back her neck, her neck was as white as jade and had smooth lines, and her white hands could not help but tightly clung to the man's broad shoulders.

It seems that only in this way will it not melt away.

Sensing her change, Qi Mo's heart beat heavily against his chest.

No more aggressive kisses.

Gently move lips away.

He hugged her firmly and firmly, and then slowly and softly, he kissed her down.

It landed on the tails of her delicate eyebrows and the corners of her eyes.

little by little.

It landed on the tip of her nose, dimples, and earlobes.

……

Three or ten minutes later, Qi Shaobai knocked on the door of the study and came in.

Sheng Mumu brushed past him with red earlobes.

Just as Qi Shaobai wanted to ask why she was still there, he glanced at him and saw his father sitting at the desk, with an incomprehensible complacency in the corners of his eyes and brows.

……

Math tutoring begins.

Qi Mo assigned a few questions to Qi Shaobai, let him do it first, and then tell him later.

Qi Shaobai showed a completely different docile attitude from that in Chinese class.

Obediently and cleverly, he responded in a second:

"Okay, dad, you go to work first, I'll call you when I'm done."

Then, bury your head and do the questions seriously.

Qi Mo gave a satisfied "um" and walked to the French window.

His eyes were empty, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

He took out his phone and looked down.

There was a gleam of light in the dark as ink eyes.

Sheng Mumu: "Angry.jpg"

Sheng Mumu: "Is there someone who prepares lessons like you? Huh?"

Sheng Mumu: "You are becoming more and more like a gentle scum. [hum.jpg]"