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

Qin Mo was very upset when he came back at night. These people pulled his people out and let them back after waiting for so long. He was facing three big men all afternoon and could only deal with work.

As soon as Jiang Wansheng came back, he was dragged to his yard by him.

His courtyard is secluded and simple, with lush vegetation and a new Chinese-style three-story pavilion with white walls and black tiles.

As soon as Jiang Wansheng entered, he looked around strangely. The decoration inside the room was still very modern, and there was no simple furniture made of mahogany or huanghuali wood like the main hall.

After all, this is the place where Qin Mo lived when he was a child, and there are many traces of his past life scattered here and there.

She was immediately attracted by a row of photo frames on the cabinet, which showed Qin Mo's appearance from childhood to adulthood.

In one photo, he is younger, immature, and more energetic than he is now, with the unrestrained self-confidence of a young man, wearing a black T-shirt and black overalls, looking at the camera impatiently, with deep and cold eyebrows and eyes that are distant and undisciplined.

It can be seen that he is not a person who likes to take pictures.

She turned her head to look at him now. He has a successful career and has been immersed in the mall for many years. He has the aura of a superior man, with sharp eyebrows and a cold aura. He is full of the ease and calmness of an adult.

No matter what it is, she likes it very much.

She asked, "When was this photo of you?"

Qin Mo walked over and put his arms around her waist, thought for a while, and said, "That's when I'm in the first year of high school and the second year in high school."

She smiled and said, "Your expression stinks."

Qin Mo seemed to recall this photo: "Brother took it. At that time, he insisted on finding inspiration for the arrangement from me, saying that I was his muse."

Jiang Wansheng couldn't help laughing. He couldn't imagine that Qin Mo, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, was chased by a big man all day long and called Muse. He must have been very upset at the time.

Qin Mo still feels helpless when he says it now, "In the end, my sister-in-law came forward, and he gave up harassing me."

"I didn't expect Brother Qin to be such a person. He looks very gentle and polite."

Qin Mo snorted, "He is the most immature one, but the second brother is like the eldest brother. There is not much age difference between the two, and the second brother always takes care of the eldest brother and me."

Jiang Wansheng listened with interest to his family affairs, which was Qin Mo, whom she had never been in contact with.

In fact, she could feel that Qin Mo was taking her into his life step by step.

From taking her to the company to bringing her to Qin's house, she was in contact with his work and life, and understood his childhood and growth.

He is trying to open up his past to her, full of sincerity.

In the past, she really never imagined that a person like Qin Mo, who was cold and indifferent, and who always seemed to have no emotions and joys, sorrows and joys, would love someone so caringly and sincerely.

How lucky, that person is her.

All the misfortunes and grievances in the past seemed to be wiped away by his appearance.

She hugged his waist with her hands, pressed her small face against his chest and raised her head to listen to his words, watching his light-colored thin lips open and close.

Suddenly, she stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, brought her red lips to his thin lips, and pressed them tightly.

Sentimentally imitating his appearance, tossing and turning a little bit, gently sucking.

Then he cautiously stuck out the tip of his tongue and boldly probed in. Qin Mo didn't close his eyes, but looked down at her, his eyelashes trembling slightly with his closed eyes.

Between the lips and teeth, the girl's uvula gradually penetrated, and he didn't open his mouth, nor responded.

Jiang Wansheng touched his clenched jaw and pressed it, but the man didn't move.

She opened her eyes, and her deep black eyes were tightly attached to her like an abyss.

He seemed to smile, his chest trembling slightly.

Then there was a force on her thigh, and she changed from looking up to looking at him at the same level. Before she could adapt to this change, the man opened his teeth, biting the tip of her small tongue, grinding it lightly, the corner of his mouth was still hooked Laughing, like a ferocious beast that has successfully hunted and is looking forward to a full meal.

The tip of the tongue touched, entwined, swept, the force was very light, not so strong, as if teaching her how to kiss.

Jiang Wansheng's body was already a little weak, but somehow he didn't want to admit defeat and followed his example.

With her initiative, the two kissed deeper and longer than usual.

Qin Mo couldn't restrain himself from being provoked by her, and finally showed his originally strong fangs.

When it was over, the root of Jiang Wansheng's tongue was numb, his whole body was limp and powerless, and his head hung on his shoulder to breathe calmly.

During the ups and downs of breathing, she suddenly felt something, and her body froze, not daring to move.

But Qin Mo pressed her down on him like an inch, breathing heavily, "Do you feel it?"

"It's thinking about you."

Jiang Wansheng was so frightened that he wanted to jump down, "I didn't feel anything."

Qin Mo laughed dumbly, and hugged her to keep her from moving, "Don't rub around, it will become more ying later."

"Then... what should I do?"

Qin Mo carried her upstairs and into his room, Jiang Wansheng's body was stiff on the way, for fear of bumping into something that shouldn't be touched.

He sat on the sofa and leaned back. The girl naturally lay on his body. He held her waist and let her sit on his abdomen, preventing her from slipping down.

"Let me hold you for a while."

Jiang Wansheng doubted: "That's all right? Your night..."

It was a long night...

Qin Mo said in a low voice, "One time is enough."

"One more time, I can't help but do it to you."

He knew himself too well. The last time he asked her to help him, it was both satisfying and painful. His desires piled up and it was difficult to release them.

Jiang Wansheng's cheeks were flushed, and he buried himself in his neck, and said in a very low voice: "Actually... that's fine."

Qin Mo stopped stroking her back suddenly, his black eyes narrowed dangerously, "What did you say?"

Jiang Wansheng was already obsessed with ghosts just now, how could he say again: "I didn't say anything."

She speaks very fast, which makes people feel that she is covering up.

Qin Mo looked down at her, but could only see a jade-colored white chin, and could not see her expression clearly.

He slid the girl down quickly, bringing her into direct contact with his desire.

It was obvious that the girl's body tensed up, and her breathing eased.

"Do you understand what you just said?"

Jiang Wansheng was in a hurry, his actions caught her off guard, and her mind was in chaos.

But he was still talking, his voice restrained and deep, "Jiang Tiantian, this kind of thing is not a joke for my little uncle."

"Little uncle will take it seriously."

Below Jiang Wansheng was a completely unfamiliar territory to her, the man made no secret of it, and her heart was beating wildly.

She admits that what she just said was over-the-top, but maybe Qin Mo really brought her to feel the warmth of the family today, and made her feel the enthusiasm of being surrounded.For countless moments, she was thinking that it would be extremely happy to form a family with him.

The man's big palm grabbed the back of her neck, making her look directly at him.

His eyes are dark and deep, his facial features are stiff, and his jawline is cold and tense.

Jiang Wansheng was forced to look at him, and had nowhere to escape.

"say it one more time."

The man's voice was suppressed.

She adjusted her breathing and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Since it is destined to be entangled with him in this life, then what's the point of this matter being earlier or later.

It doesn't matter whether the pace is fast or slow, as long as it's him in the end.

Holding back her embarrassment, she blushed and nodded slightly.

"I said, that's what you think, but it's actually... okay."

Qin Mo's black eyes were dark, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with unfathomable ink.

When Jiang Wansheng was watched by him and wanted to run away, he said, "Jiang Tiantian, you really know how to recruit me."

"……what?"

"I didn't expect you to promise so soon, I wasn't prepared."

She didn't respond: "What are you going to do?"

Qin Mo chuckled, and said a word with his thin lips: "tao."

He became extremely regretful, and he knew that he should always keep it on his body.

Jiang Wansheng murmured: "...you can go buy it."

Qin Mo's hand holding the back of her neck slid down, along her spine to the tailbone, where it moved like a circle.

She went numb and slumped on top of him.

"I don't want to be here." He seemed to murmur, "I want a place where there are only the two of us, and no one bothers you."

"I can let go of my hands and feet, allowing you to ask me anytime, anywhere."

There are too many spectators in the old house, so he can't enjoy himself.

As long as the little girl nodded, everything would be easy to handle, so he might as well wait a few more days.