This man has the same face as the one he loves, but he is not that person at all!
That person would not look at me indifferently and coldly; that person would not embarrass himself with such a humiliating arrangement; Yan Zisong, where on earth have you hidden the person I love?
His eyes were even colder; under the huge restraint, the imprisoned enthusiasm could only exude a panic-inducing cold aura.
Qin Xiaoman suddenly woke up under his almost zero gaze.
This was originally expected, wasn't it?
From the moment you cruelly hurt him and rejected him, you already knew the outcome, right?
Thinking selfishly, because you love him, he should maintain friendship with you regardless of past grudges; because you have missed him for four years, he should give you a smile when you meet again...
Even stupid enough to be conceited enough to want to try my best to do something for him, help him close a business deal, so that my heart can be comforted.
It's not him who's wrong, it's you!
Qin Xiaoman, you are the one who is wrong!
She sighed softly, blinked her eyes to prevent tears from flowing out again, and opened her lips gently,
"Yan Zisong, I can't do a good job in your meeting this time; I know that each of you can understand it and there is no need for an interpreter. Accepting this job was originally an accident. If I go back now, the company will be there tomorrow.
In addition, send a qualified translator and pretend that I have never... ah..."
When all the passion rushed to the top of his head, no matter how strong his self-control was, he couldn't stop it; he looked at her forbearance, her soft and pliant beauty, and all his reason was defeated by her infatuated fingers.
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In the middle of what he said, he was pulled into his arms, and she was trapped in his fierce and hot lips and tongue.
He didn't know how to restrain himself, and let all his restraint go to hell. All his senses boiled in her soft pale pink lips; just like the desires that arose intentionally or unintentionally countless times, they were so gentle and delicate that they made him feel uncomfortable.
Humanity cannot help it.
"Um... no..." The weak resistance with fear was swallowed up mercilessly, his kiss was extremely domineering, the slightly twisted eyebrows seemed to be depressed, but also seemed to be in pain, and the eyes were closed tightly, blurred, like infatuation.
Sweeping into the depths of her delicate tongue like drunkenness but without mercy;
It's like an outpouring of hot desire that exceeds the endurance of the body and mind, almost crazily stirring up her fragrance, entangling her tightly, enveloping her, sucking in, and then sucking in...
Yan Zisong didn't care at all when her hands were pushing hard against her chest; he persistently pulled her slender waist that was less than a handful closer to him, and the plumpness and softness he longed for under his hands was even more tempting than four years ago;
There was no gap in the embrace, and the whole person was enveloped in his arms!
He almost wedged this delicate person into his own body, sucking and sucking her crazily, abandoning reason and breathing... giving and taking crazily!
In his wildness and passion in the storm, the frightened and shy person in his arms could only tremble slightly.
The more they kissed, the more obsessed they became, and the more they kissed, the more frenzied they became; in the quiet, closed space, and the ambiguous warm bedside, the woman whose desire exceeded the limit and wanted to invade her was whimpering in his arms, and was tossing and turning in his lips and tongue.
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The hot giant thing under her body, which was already unbearably hard, was lingering and impacting on her soft and beautiful belly indescribably. It was getting hotter and tighter, and it was more and more eager for her sucking... a fatal desire.