Author: Dongxi Nanbei

The word "Huaiwen" has been given a new meaning.

I wonder if Mr. Lin would be so angry that he would glar at the sight of this, but Yan Huaiwen felt that this explanation was also very good.

When he heard Yan Qing chanting his name, his eyes were filled with a deep light, and he didn't want to be content with the status quo, his heart and body were ready to move.

"I told you to go downstairs, and you will come downstairs immediately. Are you so obedient, classmate Yan."

This low voice was seduced with silk.

Unconsciously, Yan Qing nodded, admitted generously, and was even a little proud.

"I don't want to thank you in person, and I guessed it right, you really came. If I didn't go downstairs, would you just leave?"

He smiled and agreed to what she said.

"To thank me for myself." Yan Huaiwen savored the first sentence she said.

He looked as usual, and couldn't hear any other meaning, "It's still like what you said before, how can you thank me, listen to me?"

Yan Qing remembered that she seemed to say this on WeChat, and that chat records were kept as evidence, so she could not deny it.

Anyway, I won’t let myself go up to the mountains of knives, go down to the sea of ​​fire, or take a nail plate, it’s no big deal.

The president of the Dangdang Zhiheng Group has something to do by himself? Besides, she also sincerely wants to thank him.

Yan Qing patted his chest with confidence and said sincerely and openly, "Everyone listens to you! If you have anything you want me to do for you, I will do what I can."

Yan Huaiwen raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that she would make a decision so quickly, and she was so bold, so he didn't ask him how he needed to thank him.

He held back his smile, his eyes unrecognized, and confirmed again, "Can you really listen to me?"

She nodded obediently and showed her greatest sincerity.

"Of course, once a word is said, it is hard to pursue. Don't worry, I, Yan Qing, never blames you."

After getting the answer you wanted, the next moment, Yan Huaiwen leaned over.

Suddenly, he grabbed her back and turned the distance between the two people into close contact.

Yan Qing realized that she shouldn't be talking nonsense, she was naive.

The hand holding his waist was hot and hot, so hot that Yan Qing felt that he had started to sweat slightly, and he couldn't help but move away a little.

She felt that Yan Huaiwen's body temperature was so high that it was unreasonable. After thinking about it, she asked with concern, "Do you feel very hot? Do you have a fever? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yan Huaiwen frowned and did not answer, as if he was a little dissatisfied. With a little force on his firm forearm, Yan Qing was taken back again.

This time, the woman's soft waist was completely tightened. The power between men and women was so disparate that Yan Qingzhen would be unable to escape if she wanted to escape.

The distance was once again narrowed, and even more inseparable than before.

Yan Qing could feel his tense muscles through several layers of clothes, and this sense of temperature and strength that belonged to a man brought an impact on her.

This distance is too close.

However, Yan Huaiwen felt that it was far from enough.

Yan Qing realized the posture of the two at this time, and it was a bit unusual after realizing it. To describe it more accurately, it was a bit dangerous.

She is not an innocent girl who doesn't know anything. She has rich theoretical knowledge, although she lacks the opportunity to practice.

As a "dwarf in action", Yan Qing could clearly feel the obvious abnormality in the other party's body, and she did not dare to move easily anymore.

Yan Huaiwen's hand was no longer satisfied with rubbing her waist and back through the clothes, but instead reached into the hem of the loose home clothes.

Yan Qing widened her eyes. She was so hot that she was shaking by the sudden hot temperature. Her sensitive skin even felt the way the big palm wandered.

She instantly tensed her body and her brain burned into a paste.

Her hot hands were still swimming around, as if she had not found a suitable place to go, and she seemed to have to explore every inch of her skin carefully.

But she had to admit that apart from the initial discomfort, this way of touching was inexplicably a bit comfortable.

The hand is very big and hot.

Yan Qing thought inappropriately, what a luxury enjoyment it would be if he had come to his aunt, rub his belly with these hands and artificial hot water bags.

Feeling the delicate and softness of his hands, Yan Qing's skin on the side of his neck was fair but red. He was almost crazy, and the kneading force gradually became larger. Yan Qing couldn't help but snorted.

Although the sound is a bit short, it is very soft.

The person in front of him was stimulating that his blood surging, and the restlessness in his body rushed up and down, and he was about to rush out to block the situation.

Yan Huaiwen's eyes were like fire. He stretched out his hand and held up Yan Qing's chin, as if confirming whether she had any discomfort.

Looking at the eyes that were confused with Chunqing, he gently pressed the untouched lips with his thumb holding her chin.

He wanted the fire to burn on her.

The next moment, Yan Qing felt a warm touch coming from her lips.

Her mind swayed, her long eyelashes trembled, and her head slightly retreated, trying to escape from the strange feeling of numbness.

Realizing that she had the intention to escape, he pressed the back of his neck and gently kneaded her, intending to relax her, and also prevented her from escaping.

But this originally gentle and gentle kiss suddenly became an unstoppable force.

While his lips and teeth were entangled, Yan Qing felt that not only his face was burning, but his whole body began to become hot.

This kiss was so long that she couldn't breathe that she had to hold on. She grabbed the man's arm tightly.

The man who was caught in the arm brought a little pain and kissed him even more violently.

Yan Qing couldn't hide, and could only bear the storm-like kiss, as if begging for mercy, unconsciously hooking his neck.

Seeing the other party's movements, Yan Huaiwen hugged her tighter, as if he was about to rub her into his body.

a long time……

Yan Huaiwen reluctantly left the red lips. He looked at the already misty eyes of the person under him.

Yan Qing, who was still gasping for rest, had her red lips tender and delicate, as if she had just bloomed with dewdrops.

She felt her body limp, and her big hands were still igniting fire on her body, and the places he touched became extremely sensitive.

A low-melt smile rang in her ears, and Yan Qing felt that the sound was a little disturbing for the first time.

“Not worn?”

What's not worn?

Yan Qing had not yet come back to her senses from the intense kiss just now.

The warm and soft jade was suddenly held by someone. She didn't even dare to breathe loudly, her foggy eyes blinked constantly.

After taking a shower at home, she naturally did whatever she wanted. Before going downstairs, she didn't expect that it would be such a "scene" now.

If she had known it, she would have dressed neatly, preferably a onesie.

"Is it okay to thank you like this?"

Yan Huaiwen rubbed her and continued to bewitch her ears.

The eyes he looked at her were dark and dark even the night was so thick that it was so thick that it was so dark that it sucked Yan Qing down.

Even though he knew that the depths of his eyes were full of danger, Yan Qing could not say anything he refused.

The sound rang again, and there was even a hint of prayer, and the lips gently brushed across her earlobe.

"Yan Yan, help me."

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