The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

After being left alone for a while, he finally couldn't help but hug the person in front of him from behind.

"Qing'er, we have been in a world of two." His low, pleasant voice was a little displeased as he complained softly in her ear.

"Who made our son so slow? It really makes us worry. He is so smart in studying, but becomes an idiot when it comes to love." An Wanqing complained.

"I know you like Xiaoxi. But they are still young, so just let nature take its course." Leng Moxuan hugged her and advised her not to be anxious.

"If you are not impatient, do you want Xiao Che to be like you in your 20s, always thinking that you married me because you owed me money, and that you cared about me because you owed me money. Now that you have money, why don't you divorce me?"

"..., don't mention these two words." Leng Moxuan buried his face in her snow-white neck and complained in a low voice. It seemed that the word "divorce" made him lose his sense of security, and his hand on her waist tightened. He buried his face in her snow-white neck with grievance, sniffing her fragrance, and then he found some sense of security.

He confessed to her quietly, "At first it was because I really owed you money, but then I wanted to owe you something forever and stay by your side to pay off my debt for the rest of my life."

Leng Moxuan lowered his head and spoke, his voice becoming increasingly low and hoarse, his eyes gradually becoming deeper, and his pair of large hands slowly moved over An Wanqing's willow-like waist, gently stroking her slender waist through the soft fabric of her red dress.

But An Wanqing was still worried about her son and Xiaoxi. She seemed not to hear what he said, nor did she notice that the man behind her was gradually becoming aroused.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't just leave it alone: ​​"No! I have to call Xiao Che!"

She had just booked a flight and was about to call her son. She really didn't see him at all. Leng Moxuan was unhappy and aggrieved. He frowned and bit her earlobe as punishment.

"Ah! What are you doing?" An Wanqing cried out in pain.

"Pay back the debt." He buried his head in her neck again, and his muffled voice came from the skin of her neck, which made her snow-white skin turn pink. But the troublemaker was still aggrieved, as if seeking comfort, "Qing'er, you don't take the debt seriously."

Of course she knew what he meant and her face suddenly turned red.

"Is this how you pay off your debts?"

"Don't you like it?" His hoarse voice seemed to be complaining, and his hot breath brushed against the skin on her neck, making her shudder. "Who said before that I'm worth a thousand gold for one night?"

Her face also became hot, and she spoke in a mosquito-like voice: "I, I was talking nonsense."

His voice was like being soaked in sea water, very deep, but it was also like carrying fire, igniting the whole field: "Then you can check the goods now to see if they are worth a fortune."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but planted delicate kisses on her beautiful neck.

An Wanqing blushed and stammered, "We... haven't eaten yet."

His voice was so hoarse that it was emitting anger, but his tone seemed more pitiful than hers: "Who is the one who keeps dawdling and refusing to go out?"

Leng Moxuan sucked her hard as if to vent his breath, and after hearing her moan, he seemed satisfied, and turned to a gentle kiss, licking and teasing with the tip of his tongue, lighting up her neck all the way, and then moving down to her shoulders. An Wanqing was dizzy and trembling from his kiss, her legs were a little weak, and she could hardly hold the phone.

As the atmosphere in the room gradually became tense, a cell phone rang, breaking the charming atmosphere.

An Wanqing's distracted eyes instantly regained clarity, and she looked carefully and saw that it was her son calling.

"Stop it, I need to answer the phone!" she said with a red face.

Leng Moxuan snorted coldly, and then stopped his actions. He really did nothing but hugged her obediently from behind. He completely lost the image of the big bad wolf who wanted to eat people just now.

Only then did An Wanqing answer the phone.

"Mother, is Mu Qianxi with you?"

The man on the other end of the line was cold and straightforward, and An Wanqing could hardly hear a hint of urgency in his tone. Her son was always indifferent, and she rarely saw him show any emotional fluctuations.

"She's not here. She asked me to help her book a flight back to Yuncheng, so she should be on the way to the airport. What's wrong with you? Xiaoxi followed us to G City as soon as school was over, and she was so happy to come to see you, but you pissed her off and ran away. Fortunately, Nianran came with us, otherwise what would happen if she got lost alone?" An Wanqing scolded him without any face.

"Where are her IDs?"

After Leng Che handed Bai Snow over to Teacher Hu, he hurried back to get his luggage and called An Wanqing on the way out of the hotel.

"Here. I'll have someone take them to the airport later."

"Then please book me a ticket on the same flight. And send her ID to me at the airport."

A taxi happened to stop by the roadside. Leng Che hung up the phone in a hurry and got in the car.

After hearing his words, An Wanqing finally felt a little comforted and muttered, "This child finally got his way."

Seeing that she was busy booking plane tickets again, Leng Moxuan, who felt ignored, covered the screen of his mobile phone with his hand, feeling unhappy.

An Wanqing noticed his aggrieved mood and wanted to laugh. She turned her head and gave him a light kiss on the lips.

"Don't be unhappy, husband."

Sure enough, the dog became more well-behaved after its fur was stroked, and she easily removed her hand that was covering the screen and successfully booked the flight.

"Have you finished booking?" he asked.

"Ah."

His eyes were deep, and he tightened his arms around her waist. His fingertips rubbed the soft flesh on her waist a few times, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You can continue to coax me now."

An Wanqing's ears instantly turned red enough to look like blood.

Without waiting for her to answer, he raised his hand and gently pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her face slightly, and then lowered his head to find her lips. Unlike the kiss just now, their lips and teeth intersected, and the hot and scorching breath was all in their mouths...