The boss is merciful GL

Warm lips rolled gently on Yan Xiaomi's lips, and the tip of his tongue broke into her mouth lightly and licked her lips. An Yao's hand around her waist did not dare to fumble, for fear of scaring her. She just bit her lips lightly suddenly, Yan Xiaomi felt as if she had been electrocuted, the pores all over her body seemed to be sensitively opened, and the numb feeling went from her brain all the way down her back, making her legs weak.

Yan Xiaomi felt his head froze, and froze in place, his mind went blank, now, what's going on now?An Yao, An Yao was kissing her, and she was sober!

"Stupid?" An Yao let go of her, and twitched the corners of her mouth slightly when she saw her stunned look.

"IQ is logging in, not yet." Yan Xiaomi stood there motionless, didn't even roll his eyes, his words were a little dull, the warm touch seemed to be still on his lips, and An Yaolou was covered on his waist. The place where she passed was very hot, and her heartbeat was like bungee jumping, she was really blinded.

An Yao watched her maintain the same posture just now, and the smile on her face was hidden in a dazed, motionless manner, and she began to worry that the joke was too big.

"scared?"

An Yao lightly touched her face, frowning slightly.

"Ah?" Yan Xiaomi snapped back to his senses as if returning to his original position, "What's wrong?"

An Yao looked at her startled and couldn't laugh or cry, how could this person be so funny, but looking at her, she should be fine, so she felt relieved.

"Get in the car." An Yao opened the car door for her and waited for her to get in the car. Yan Xiaomi was flattered and closed the door with his hand, "Boss An, I'll do it myself."

Then she opened the car door and sat in the back seat. An Yao glanced at her and let out a soft breath. It seemed that she was frightened.

Yan Xiaomi was distracted along the way, looking at An Yao's indifferent and calm expression in the rearview mirror in front of her, she couldn't figure out why Mr. An was so calm after kissing her?Is it really that indifferent?

In fact, she doesn't care, it's just a kiss with a lot of meat and it's not very good, but, but, why is it that I still feel like my heart is boiling?

"Just say something." An Yao glanced at her from the rearview mirror, and noticed that she was in a daze, as if thinking about something, frowning slightly as if she couldn't figure it out. An Yao thought it was very possible It happened just now. If she really asked, how should she answer?An Yao's eyes darkened.

"Mr. An, I actually..." Yan Xiaomi bit her fingernails, feeling a little tangled up, when she raised her head to meet An Yao's inquiring gaze from the rearview mirror, she suddenly leaned against An Yao's back chair and whispered in embarrassment He muttered, "I didn't mean to seduce you just now..."

An Yao was startled, the steering wheel in her hand moved, the car wobbled a bit, she hurried back to her driveway, and took a deep breath.After struggling for a long time, she finally came up with this sentence. The key point is that she was distracted by her. If she collided with another car and had a car accident, she would lose face or die. An Yao lost his life with a single sentence, and An Yao was a little bit dumbfounded.

Thinking about it, she really lost to her. An Yao glanced at her who was so terrified that she looked a little funny, "It's okay, I'm the one who seduced you."

"Ah? Ah?!" Yan Xiaomi blinked, An Yao seduced her?An Yao said to seduce her! "No, why are you?"

An Yao figured it out, Yan Xiaomi liked to call her 'you' when she was startled, which was also funny.

"Did you think about why when you kissed me?" An Yao asked her back.

"I didn't have time to think about it," Yan Xiaomi was suddenly excited, "I kissed my head as soon as I twitched." After she finished speaking, she froze, her head twitched again and again.

"Well, it's a coincidence."

"Ah? What?" Yan Xiaomi approached and asked.

"My head just happened to twitch at that time." After An Yao said this sentence, he thought it was funny.

Yan Xiaomi stared at An Yao's side face for a while, then lost his mind again. Why is Mr. An so good-looking when he smiles? By the way, Mr. An is so powerful that he didn't blush when he said these words, and he was serious.Not like her, Yan Xiaomi touched her face, it was still very hot in the car with the air conditioner turned on, she pressed her face against the window wall, um, it was quite cool.

An Yao glanced at her, lowered the temperature a bit, felt the cold air hit, Yan Xiaomi's mood improved a bit, and she enjoyed herself with her back and eyes closed.

When they got downstairs, Yan Xiaomi got out of the car with her mobile phone in her arms. She wanted to talk about the mobile phone at first, but when she thought about what happened before, she felt that she was too long-winded. , "Thank you Mr. An, good night."

An Yao glanced at her, she still had that innocent and cute look, she nodded, "Good night, go to bed early, don't be late."

Yan Xiaomi has been standing in the same place and waving goodbye to An Yao. She went upstairs after watching An Yao's car disappear. Recalling that this day has been very rich, she was frightened in the morning, frightened in the afternoon, and stimulated in the evening. , Ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha, Yan Xiaomi can't laugh or cry, life is really wonderful.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Xiaomi quickly ran back to the room, took a shower and went to bed, praying thousands of times in his heart, don't have nightmares!

In order to prevent nightmares, she adjusted the air conditioner to a very low level, and took out a quilt to cover herself. When she was a child, she liked to cover herself tightly for fear of having nightmares, so that she would feel better.

After covering it for a while and feeling bored, she had no choice but to stick her head out again, remembering that the new mobile phone hadn't been charged yet and the card hadn't been replaced, so she ran to the living room to take it in and mess around.

White, Yan Xiaomi thinks of An Yao when she sees a white mobile phone, she seems to really like white, the office is white, the straw needs to be white, the mobile phone is white, and there are many white clothes, shoes, pants, and even the wallet. white.

White, Yan Xiaomi suddenly remembered that she hadn't eaten her aunt's chocolate cake yet, the white chocolate cake...

Yan Xiaomi couldn't think of a reason, but this distraction soon made her feel sleepy. After installing the phone card, setting the alarm clock, and charging the phone, she fell down and fell asleep. White, after all Why do you like white so much?

Did you think why when you kissed me?

Yan Xiaomi suddenly thought of this sentence, and for some reason, his heart began to beat rapidly, rolling on the bed a few times, and it took a while for it to stop.

The next day, Yan Xiaomi woke up very early, and had a strange dream last night, it was so frustrating, she was so sleepy sitting in the seat, her head felt heavy, it kept falling down, and her eyelids were stretched. Unable to hold it open, she dozed off with her head propped on one hand, and she didn't even realize that An Yao had walked in front of her.

"If you're sleepy, go home and sleep."

"Huh?" Hearing a familiar but cold voice, Yan Xiaomi woke up suddenly, stood up with half-closed eyes and just called out "Mr. An", swayed and fell down.

"Ouch~" Yan Xiaomi woke up from the fall, sat up frowning, and rubbed her elbows. She felt her head was still dizzy. She shook her head, only to feel sleepy again. When I started, I could barely keep my eyes open.

Suddenly a hand stretched out in front of him, slender and slender, very beautiful.

Yan Xiaomi put her hand on it in a trance, and suddenly thought of the dream last night. She was lost in a deserted place. Someone told her that someone who was destined to find you would find you, but when she realized that she reached out to her When the predestined person was An Yao, he woke up with a jolt.

Just like now, Yan Xiaomi suddenly wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held by An Yao, "Why are your hands so hot?" Seeing her lack of energy, An Yao squatted down and touched her forehead, sighed softly, A little angry and speechless, "You have a fever, don't you know?"

"Huh? Do you have a fever?" Yan Xiaomi touched his forehead in a daze of burning, but he didn't feel anything, it was just as hot anyway.

Seeing her like this, An Yao lost his temper, and stretched out his hand to pull her up, "Let's go, go to the hospital."