Looking up close, he is really handsome, not only his eyebrows and eyes, but also his slightly thin lips, all look so stylish. At this moment, his charming eyes were staring at her, the tip of his straight nose was rubbing against her lightly, the corners of his soft lips were kissing her, and the big hand he extended out specially to fix her head and keep her from moving around, all looked extraordinarily evil.

   "You, are you okay?" She looked into his eyes in confusion, until she followed his gaze and slid down to the lower abdomen, she suddenly realized.

   "I think, it's okay—" As soon as the words fell, she was hugged by him and turned around, still sitting on his lap, facing him.

  A slender arm wrapped around his neck, while the other small hand rested on his chest, gently drawing circles on his heart.

   "Yunlin, so impatient? It's not like you—"

  Before she finished speaking, the man's big hand on her lap had already penetrated into her mercilessly. . . . . . Tore off her bottom-pants!

  A little angry, but also a little drunk, Leng Yunlin seemed to have been punctured by her the secret in his heart—the moment she sat on his lap, he could hardly bear it, and immediately became excited!

   But who is he? Although the women he has experienced are not dazzling, they are also rich in experience. How could he be so easily provoked by a little woman?

  Mu Qingyu thought that what he said was too much, he was upset, and immediately turned his voice: "Well, I continue to work?"

  However, in the next second, he did something that surprised her!

  He took her hand and pressed it to the place where he was waiting to be mended!

  Mu Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, feeling the heat and throbbing under the palm of his hand, and his whole heart beat with it.

  Just raised his eyes and met him, even if his cheeks were a little red, it seemed to be dyed with a layer of sunshine. The bottom of his eyes is even more rippling, like the light of water in summer, and he can see his own shadow in his eyes, as if he loves it wholeheartedly.

  Thin and soft red lips, slightly parted, revealing a row of jade-like teeth: "It said——it wants you to touch it."

  Her face suddenly flushed red.

  No matter how she pretends, Mu Qingyu can still be regarded as a woman from a good family. Even if he learns to work hard to walk towards the secretary, he still can't compare with Leng Yunlin, a master in love.

  She knew that she was in trouble, but she didn't want to do exactly what he said. Of course, it is impossible to completely disobey him.

  She didn't really unzip his trousers, but instead exerted a little force on her palms and tightened them tightly. . . Hold it, and then, the whole body is gently pressed against him, and the red lips are next to his ear, blowing softly: "Yunlin, you are at the company in broad daylight, so this is not good?"

   Goblin!

   His eyes darkened, he picked her up suddenly, and let her sit on his desk. Because of his strength, he smashed the coffee cup to the ground. With a "snap", the tiles were shattered, and the mellow coffee aroma immediately permeated the entire office.

   Immediately, he pressed the button, and the computer retreated to the desktop. The original document had already fallen to the ground, mixed with the coffee.

   Still did not close the French windows, the only difference was that this time, instead of tearing her clothes to shreds like before, he quickly undid the metal buckle of his belt—