Ying Hanjin didn't give Li Wanmu a chance to resist. He held the back of the woman's head with one hand and put his other hand around her waist.
The cold and trembling lips covered the plump red lips without hesitation.
Li Wanmu only felt that her nose was filled with the smell of tobacco. The man's lips, hands, and body were all cold. How many cigarettes had he smoked here and how long had he waited for her?
The moment his thoughts were wandering, his teeth were pried open by the tip of someone's tongue.
There was constant lingering between words, and Li Wanmu struggled and was unable to resist.
Ying Hanjin kissed Li Wanmu for a long time, until the lust became more intense. He was afraid that he could not control himself, so he parted his thin lips, both of them were panting.
"Ying Hanjin, why are you so crazy!"
After getting free, Li Wanmu tried hard to push him away. The man didn't let go at all, his eyes were so bright that they contained anger, love, including lust, all kinds of complicated expressions. Li Wanmu looked into his eyes and could see them clearly.
.
He is angry, he is very angry.
The young man was as angry as a lion with explosive hair.
The ferocious aggression cannot be suppressed.
His voice may be hoarse from smoking too much, "Can I not go crazy? Li Wanwan! What did you call him? Huh? Brother?"
"That's not normal. He's older than me."
"Normal? Okay, then you call me and I want to listen."
Ying Hanjin's tone was domineering, but Li Wanmu inexplicably heard the coquettishness hidden in the long tail tone. The moonlight was getting thicker, and the hazy light shone on the young man's body. His narrow and beautiful double eyelids were looming, and the red under the eyelids was
A mole is like a blessing, it is extremely charming.
His appearance is really that of an evil one, but he is still the kind of handsome that Li Wanmu likes.
Li Wanmu couldn't help but swallowed, silently reminding herself not to be tempted by beauty, "Stop it, let me go, Ying Hanjin, I'm really going to be angry."
The man was very close to her, their noses touched together, and they could feel the warmth of each other's breath. He stared straight at Li Wanmu's lips, his voice was low and very coaxing, "Be good, Wanwan, call me
I...screamed."
"Scream...scream!!" Li Wanmu's mind flashed through the scene she saw in the conference room that afternoon, and all her temper came back, "You'd better let your young models scream."
Ying Hanjin's eyes deepened, and he met Li Wanmu's cold gaze. He didn't know where to direct his anger. He just spoke without reason, and turned around and was turned into an unreasonable "victim".
The perpetrator."
"I have evidence, take a look." His eyes softened for a moment, and he remembered, and because his mind was overwhelmed by anger and waiting, he put it in his pocket.
The man had a free hand to hold the mobile phone. Li Wanmu used this gap to break free and took a few steps back, "Ying Hanjin, is there something wrong with you? I said there's no need to explain. It's all your business. Can't I care?"
"No!" Ying Hanjin opened the video. He didn't come close, but handed it to Li Wanmu, "Just take a look, or I won't leave today. You know what I can do."
It’s not that he has never stood up before, he can indeed do it.
Li Wanmu's footsteps paused, she really hated herself.
Thinking of how she had just touched him, her hands, lips, and body were as cold as ice. She took a deep breath and said, "Hurry back and send the stuff to my email."
Not long after I went upstairs, my mailbox informed me that there was a new email.
Li Wanmu clicked it and thought for a while but didn't reply.