While Ruan Qin was making careful plans, Qin Muyuan was still reading documents slowly in the office, completely unaware of the school's affairs.
With a touch of sarcasm, he sketched out the latest game project developed - as long as he does a little manipulation and uses this project, he should be able to put Qin in jail!
So what if Ruan Qin keeps staring?
In business war, she is far from his opponent...
"Third Young Master, I found this bag of clothes on your back seat when I was washing the car..." The secretary knocked on the door and came in. Carrying a thick paper bag, he hesitated to ask for permission, "Do you want this...?"
When she just took it out of the car, she could smell the smell of stinky ditch!
"Huh?" he responded, looking up from the pile of documents, his eyes touched the familiar paper bag, and his eyes darkened, "No!"
He didn't want to recall that chaotic day anymore. The crystal clear body flashed in his mind from time to time, making him feel guilty!
"Oh, okay." The secretary nodded and was about to take out the paper bag, but was stopped by Qin Muyuan.
"Wait!" That bright smile, that helpless sobbing face... He couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, and finally sighed softly, "Forget it, put it back, I will handle it myself."
"Yes." The secretary glanced suspiciously before walking out.
The glass door clicked shut, and silence returned to the office.
Qin Muyuan threw away the folder in his hand and rubbed his sore eyebrows irritably. Because of this little episode just now, he was suddenly not in any mood to work...
All the scenes from yesterday were in his mind: he saw her naked body in the hotel, she straddled him, rubbing out his desire... His finger bones trembled slightly, and he could even recall his fingertips
Touch the tenderness and wetness of her core...
He pursed his lips tightly, his sexy Adam's apple moved up and down, and a cluster of flames rose in his lower abdomen. It was undeniable that just by thinking about it, he already had the most honest reaction somewhere.
This primitive impulse made him sullen: The target is Tong Yao, how could it be allowed? This is... incest!
He took a few deep breaths, forced himself to adjust his disordered breath, and comforted himself in his heart: Maybe it was because he hadn't touched a woman for too long! Otherwise, how could he be so - "hungry and thirsty"?!
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