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

The next day, Jiang Wansheng struggled to sit up from the bed with his head supported.

Looking around with sleepy eyes, a sense of familiarity came to his face.

Isn't this—the guest room of Luqiu Mingdu where she stayed last time?

She pressed her forehead hard with her palm, trying to recall something, but the memory stopped abruptly when she and Qin Mo had a barbecue together.

She was a little regretful, she would not have drunk so much wine if she had known.

"咚咚-"

The knock on the door pulled Jiang Wansheng's thoughts.

Regardless of the pain in her head and cheeks, she hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door.

Qin Mo stood dignifiedly at the door holding a packing bag. The white shirt fit snugly on the man's muscular upper body, and the black dark tie tied with a Windsor knot hung neatly in front of him.

Jiang Wansheng looked at his tie, and some inexplicable images suddenly flashed.

——She held the messy and twisted tie in her hand. The man looked at her with deep eyes, watching her pull it up and down.

The "little uncle" she just wanted to say was instantly dumbfounded by this scene.

That's her?

What did she do?

Qin Mo spent his time admiring the little girl's palette-like complexion, and the seemingly indistinct curvature of the corners of her mouth made the cold facial features more relaxed and undisciplined.

He raised his hand, bent his right index finger, and slid her uninjured cheek with the back of his finger, making it warm and tender.

"I haven't woken up yet."

Jiang Wansheng wasn't distracted, he was just thinking hard about his words.

"Little uncle—" she finally spoke.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for her next words.

She tentatively said: "That's right, I didn't cause you trouble last night, did I..."

"Last night." Qin Mo's tone was a little thought-provoking.

Jiang Wansheng looked at him nervously.

"Forgot all?"

She nodded guiltily.

Qin Mo looked a little helpless, "Last night you hugged me and didn't let go, and if you didn't hug me, you would show me face."

"Fortunately, little uncle is in good health, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to satisfy you."

Hearing this, a blush quickly spread over her cheeks, and her fair skin was now rosy red.

She wanted to deny it, but there were indeed some vague fragments in her mind, which made it impossible for her to refute.

"Jiang Tiantian, why are you so clingy after drinking?"

Qin Mo didn't seem to feel her embarrassment at all, and he refused to let her go.

He pressed his body to talk to her, his voice was lazy and pleasant, and there was a hint of provocation.

"I, I..." Jiang Wansheng held back for a long time, "I was drunk at the time, no, I didn't do it on purpose."

Qin Mo let out a low laugh from his throat, and said accusingly, "Jiang Tiantian, you are very courageous, you won't recognize anyone after taking advantage of you."

Jiang Wansheng was a little annoyed and became angry, impulsively, "I just hugged you, and you even kissed me, you went too far!"

Qin Mo smiled.

I was a little thankful that I broke the agreement and kissed her last night, and I was thinking about how to explain it to her this morning, but the little girl forgot by herself.

He accepted it as soon as he saw it, fearing that he would really annoy her, so he said generously, "Okay, I'm going too far."

He couldn't help rubbing the top of her hair, and handed her the paper bag in his hand.

"This is a change of clothes, wash up obediently, and come down for breakfast later."

Jiang Wansheng took it with a blushing face, then quickly turned around and closed the door.

Qin Mo looked at the closed door, his sharp black eyes half-closed dangerously.

I was thinking about how to dig people into the master bedroom as soon as possible.

……

After Jiang Wansheng took a shower, he changed into the clothes Qin Mo sent him.

It is a square-neck long dress with white petal sleeves, with short tassels running along the bottom of the bust to reflect the tube top design, the waist is tightened, and the skirt hangs down to the mid-calf.

At this moment, her fluffy black hair was loose, gentle and pure.

When Qin Mo watched her walk down, his pitch-black eyes sank for a moment, and then became dull again.

After the two finished their breakfast peacefully, Qin Mo took her to the living room and took out the ointment he bought last night to apply to her cheeks.

Qin Mo sat on a low stool, and Jiang Wansheng sat on the sofa in front of him, with his legs cramped together.Because of their posture, her legs were between the man's legs, and she really didn't dare to move.

Qin Mo carefully observed her right cheek, and it was dealt with in time yesterday, but now there are only a few spots of redness on her face.

Jiang Wansheng tilted her head and looked away, she could only feel the slightly cool ointment being evenly spread on her cheeks with warm fingers, and the hot air sprayed by the man's breath completely swirled around her right ear, and the earlobe was quickly dyed red.

She didn't dare to move her legs now, and she could touch his strong thigh muscles with a slight deflection.

Between the black suit pants is a snow-white dress, black and white intertwined, Jiang Wansheng's heart is trembling.

A few minutes later, Qin Mo's cold voice sounded, "Okay."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly opened the distance.

This is too much of a test for her.

After applying the medicine, the room fell into a strange calm.

Leng Muxiang was overwhelming, and even her body was contaminated a lot, her heartbeat was on the verge of disorder.

Suddenly, she saw her mobile phone flashing an incoming call interface on the desktop.

She grabbed a life-saving straw, "I saw someone calling me, and I will answer it."

Fortunately, she saw it, otherwise she would not have realized it at all, and would have to struggle in that unbearable scene.

She left in a hurry and got connected before looking at the contact person.

"Hey."

The person on the other end didn't expect her to pick up the phone so quickly, and then said dryly after a while, "Sound..."

Realizing who was calling, Jiang Wansheng felt as if a basin of cold water was being poured on his head, his little face turned cold, "Is there something wrong?"

Luo Muyan felt a little embarrassed, "Yesterday, it was Mom who was impulsive, and I didn't listen to your explanation. Mom..."

"Mom." She interrupted her, unwilling to mention last night again, "If this is still the case, then there is no need to talk about it."

Even if it was a misunderstanding, the embarrassment and disappointment brought to her by that misunderstanding can never be erased, nor can it make her let go.

"Don't hang up your voice." She said eagerly.

"Anything else?"

"Ran Ran...she misses you, can you come and see her?"

Jiang Wansheng frowned. For this younger sister, the age difference between the two was 11 years, and their relationship could not be called close.

"Why did she come to the hospital?" She didn't answer.

"She was diagnosed with osteochondroma. Fortunately, it's a benign tumor, but surgery is still needed. Your uncle felt that it was not safe to do it in Yucheng, so we came to Beijing."

Jiang Wansheng's face was not very good-looking. Chen Xingran was still a 10-year-old girl, and she must be afraid of having a tumor.

She is much older than her, and she helped her mother take care of her when she was a child, and she was quite clingy to her, but after living in a boarding house and then going to college, the two rarely had contact.

She responded in a deep voice, "I see, it will pass in a while."

Qin Mo walked over from behind, "What's wrong?"

She turned around, "My sister has osteochondroma and is hospitalized in the central hospital. I'll go to see her."

"Want me to accompany you?"

"No need." She smiled, "I won't stay long either."

She knew that she was worried that she would feel uncomfortable seeing Luo Muyan.

Qin Mo nodded, "Then I'll see you off."

Jiang Wansheng looked at the time and asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to work?"

"On the way."

"...OK." Jiang Wansheng felt that it was useless for him to refuse, because he had already gone to the entrance to change his shoes.

The black Bugatti is driving smoothly. Luqiumingdu is very green, the road is wide and flat, surrounded by rows of Metasequoia and shaded by green leaves.

Facing you, a Lamborghini of the same color appeared from a side fork, with red stripes and strokes on the bottom of the car body, with a bold shape and a full sense of technology.

When the two cars met, the Lamborghini obviously stayed in front of his car on purpose, and then drove over with the driver's window facing each other.

Qin Mo covered the steering wheel with one hand, and looked over from the corner of the eye, with a lazy expression.

The Lamborghini window slowly fell, revealing a pair of full-curved peach blossom eyes, followed by a tall nose bridge and thin lips.

There was a sloppy smile on the corner of his mouth, flirtatious and flirtatious.