Don't marry a wealthy family: My wife just wants to start a career

Ying Hanjin kissed Qin Wanmu for a long time, until the desire became stronger, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he parted his thin lips, both of them were out of breath.

"Ying Hanjin, why are you crazy!"

To be free, Qin Wanmu tried hard to push him away.The man didn't let go at all, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and the anger, love, and lust inside were mixed with complex expressions, Qin Wanmu met his eyes and could see clearly.

He's angry, he's angry.

The boy was angry like a lion with fried fur.

The ferocious aggressiveness cannot be suppressed.

His voice may be a little hoarse from smoking too much, "Can I not be crazy? Qin Wanwan! What do you call him? Huh? Brother?"

"That's not normal, he's older than me."

"Normal? Okay, then you call me, and I will listen too."

Ying Hanjin's tone was domineering, but inexplicably, Qin Wanmu heard the coquettishness hidden in the long-tailed tone.The moonlight was getting thicker, and the hazy light shone on the young man's body. The long and beautiful double eyelids were looming, and the red mole under the eyelids seemed to be blessed, which was extremely charming.

His appearance is really evil, but he is still the kind of handsome Qin Wanmu likes.

Qin Wanmu swallowed involuntarily, and silently reminded herself not to be seduced by beauty, "Stop making trouble, let me go, Ying Hanjin, I'm really going to get angry."

The man was very close to her, and when their noses touched, they could feel the warmth of each other's breath. He stared straight at Qin Wanmu's lips, his voice was low and coaxing, "Good boy, Wanwan, call me I'll call out."

"Call me a fart!!" Qin Wanmu's mind quickly flashed the scene she saw in the conference room in the afternoon, and all her temper returned, "You'd better let your little tender models call you."

Ying Hanjin's eyes deepened, and when he met Qin Wanmu's cold gaze, he didn't know where to vent his anger, so he couldn't speak for a reason, and when he turned around, he was turned into an unreasonable "victim" by the "victim" perpetrator."

"I have evidence, take a look." His eyes softened, he remembered, and because of his reason, which was dazzled by anger and waiting, he put it in his pocket.

The man left one hand free to hold the phone, Qin Wanmu took advantage of this gap to break free, and took a few steps back, "Ying Hanjin, is there something wrong with you? I don't need to explain what I said, it's all your business, can I just ignore it?"

"No!" Ying Hanjin turned on the video. He didn't approach, but just handed it to Qin Wanmu, "Just take a look, or I won't leave today, you know I can do it."

It's not that he hasn't stood up before, he can indeed do it.

Qin Wanmu's footsteps stopped, she really hated herself.

Thinking of her touching him just now, her hands, lips, body, and her whole body were as cold as ice, she took a deep breath, "Hurry back, stuff, send me an email."

Shortly after going upstairs, the mailbox indicated that there was a new email.

Qin Wanmu clicked on it, thought for a while but didn't reply.

She was worried, so she specifically asked the security guard to check for her on the grounds that someone was following her. The security guard searched again and again, but replied that there was absolutely no one downstairs, but found a valuable packaging bag with Qin Wanmu's name engraved on it.

Millions of bags, she forgot!Qin Wanmu thanked her again and again, and sent red envelopes to the security guards, which made her feel at ease.

Thinking that today she was not only moved by lust but also moved by compassion, Qin Wanmu rolled on the bed so angry that she couldn't sleep.

"What the hell! Ying Hanjin, you bastard! You even learned how to force kiss!"

She was kissed forcibly, by a rambunctious little milk dog.

Oh no, it's the grumpy little lion.

Another new email was received in the mailbox, it was still from Ying Hanjin——