"The words are live, the company still has people." Xu Xu saw the lights on the outside, and suddenly remembered that the next door department was working overtime these days, basically the whole department had to work overtime every night.

Just now when she went to the tea room to pour water, she also met some colleagues and said hello to her.

Yan Rusheng replied calmly, "There is no one in our department, and the president's office will leave us two."

As he said, he was doing what he wanted to do, putting lifelikeness on a luxurious and comfortable office chair, and then he pushed the chair to the floor-to-ceiling window, with the back of the chair pressed against the glass.

The night view of Kyoto City is right under their eyes.

Then he lowered his head, and his lips slowly moved closer to lifelike lips. "Sister-in-law, so many days, think?"

When he was alone with him, there was no serious topic, and he could never escape from this aspect.

Xu Xu is very speechless and very weak. I feel that resistance should be meaningless.

She looked at the door of the office. The door was not closed securely. The frosted glass door was brightly lit outside. She was not assured. "There are still people in other departments, and they are likely to come."

Yan Rusheng is still calm, "Knowing that I'm 'overtime' here, who dares to come?"

He deliberately bit the word ‘overtime’ very heavily. Do n’t mean it, and his voice was raised several times. Obviously, he was reminding him deliberately.

Lifelike: "..."

"My daughter-in-law turns, I want you to be happy while enjoying the night view of Kyoto."

It's ... too disgusting and insignificant.

Zhou Shuang was right in saying that she was also involved by him, and he was forced by her every time.

Like a puppet, Xuxu was fiddled with words, and he was sitting on a chair. Now he was kneeling on the chair again, facing out the window, facing his back.

This pose ... it should be the top limit, think blushing.

However, Master Yan feels excited when he looks at it. The blood is swollen and the tide is surging. He bends slightly, his hands can't wait to hold it vividly.

Slowly poked into her placket.

The breath was getting thicker and thicker, and the people under him were also panting.

His lips, against her ears, and a low, husky voice, were full of confusion, "Lifelike, I love you."

Can't wait any longer, Master Yan removed the clothing of the two of them one by one.

Foreplay ... sentiment ... everything is sufficient, slowly enter the theme.

However, some people are so uninterested, so unethical, and they only choose to disturb at this time.

Yan Rusheng's mobile phone suddenly rang, and the plot in the novel and TV series was not so **** as it happened.

He frowned angrily when he heard the ringtone on his cell phone, the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it.

Therefore, he does not intend to ignore the phone call and continue to do what he wants to do ... to do.

But the reality is not working, and the consciousness of being talked about like alive is back a little bit, and she minds that her mobile phone is ringing, reminding him, "Asheng, your mobile phone is ringing, quickly connect, see See if it's mom's call. "

As she said, she turned her head to look for a mobile phone that was as lively as possible. On her desk, she was a little away from her caller ID.

Yan Rusheng held the vivid head in her hands, and forced her head back again, looking out the window.

"After you finish, come back."

He bent down and bit his vivid earlobe, the warm breath lingering around her ears.