Moining slipped three black lines under his forehead. "No need."

The official feelings did not seem to hear her refusal, one hand arrogant, said from the bottom down, "In fact, conquering a man is very simple, you need a process, you can not let him enjoy the most wonderful from the beginning, To come a little bit, for example, give him a little sweetness, wait for him to burn, and then gradually seduce."

Mourning looked at her silently.

Just want to say... This trick is useful for the Year of the Word?

"Oh, yes, sir is not an ordinary person, so what I said does not apply to him."

"..."

Mening is simply speechless.

"Then, are you conquering the words?"

The official was in love, and in an instant, the look in her eyes was very complicated, and then she smiled and said, "Who knows."

After chatting with the official for a long time, Moen found that she would adjust the atmosphere.

Or, she is a very strange woman.

It seems to be inscrutable, but it seems to be very important.

Although it is only 234 years old, the vicissitudes of the eyes flashing occasionally are surprising.

After sending her away, Mo Ning squinted and prepared to sleep.

Every minute and every second of this, she felt very tormented.

After a few more days, she finally couldn’t stand it anymore.

late at night.

Yansi had just returned from the outside and habitually came to the study.

Who knows that when he opens the door, he sees the Mexican who stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She is still wearing a casual men's outfit with a straight back.

The night wind blew the broken hair in her ear, making her back look a little lonely.

"Are you waiting for me?" Yansi leaned on the wall and asked with interest.

Mo Ning turned and walked over, and did not turn around. It was very straightforward to say, "In the end, you want me or not?"

When she said this, she had no shyness on her face and she looked calm.

This dull tone made the year of frowning frown.

He grabbed the waist of Mening's waist and pulled her into the arms. The **** thin lips brushed her earlobe, leaving a burst of numbness.

"Of course, but you are in a hurry?"

Mourning looked at him. "Year of the Year, if you want to go back, I will not stop you, I will go!"

As if she was unaware of the sudden sinking of her eyes, she took off her coat and then reached for the shirt button.

"If you want me, just now."

"and many more."

She is like a trading tone that talks about business, which makes her inexplicable and somewhat unhappy.

But when I think about it, isn't his purpose the same?

"I come."

His hand, sliding down her cheeks a little bit, across the graceful chin, across the slender neck, and her love for a long time on her curved collarbone.

The cool fingertips, dyed the heat of the skin of the Mexican, gradually warmed up.

Yan Sian licked her reddish ear tip and couldn’t help but squint.

"Year of the Year!"

When Yansi retired her first shirt button, Moin suddenly called him.

"Ok?"

"I……"

She wants to say that she is actually a girl, but it is too late.

Yansi had taken off her shirt and saw her stack of chest straps.

Mourning glanced at him cautiously, thinking that he was a gay, seeing that he was a woman, would you throw her out?

But I saw a lazy smile on his face, and the movement kept on, pulling the end of the chest strap and starting to move.

Layer after layer, as if peeling onions.