Tang Qiaoer wanted to hear these love words from him before, but she could only do so in her dreams.
Now he was pestering her day and night, nagging in her ear like a Tang monk, and she was getting tired of it.
However, every time a man gets close to her, touches her, kisses her... she still has fireworks in her mind, and she is overwhelmed with emotion, and she just lets him bully and seduce her...
So, whether you love her or not, it doesn’t matter what she says.
See how she reacts, whether her face is red, her heartbeat is not beating, her body is not obedient, and that's it.
Tang Qiaoer's breath was disturbed by his kiss, and she wrapped her hands around his tie coquettishly, "Shen Jingjue, weren't you quite serious before, but now you look like a girl in heat..." .”
She suddenly felt that this adjective was not good and hurriedly pursed her lips.
Even if he was real, it wouldn't be good to say it. Leave some thin noodles for him.
Unexpectedly, Shen Jingjue was breathing heavily, with thick lust hidden in his eyes, he was rubbing the back of her neck, his forehead touching her smooth forehead.
"Qiao'er, I'm your dog."
Tang Qiaoer's heart was pounding, her dimples were flushed, and her fingertips poked his strong chest, "Stop talking about you, isn't scolding yourself the same as scolding me?"
The man's Adam's apple rolled heavily, and he bit her lovely red lips, "It's a rare nanny car today, it's spacious enough, big enough...enough for us to do our best."
"I'm here to take revenge, not to fight with you!"
Tang Qiaoer's face turned red with embarrassment. She hit him hard and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, why don't you see the Huo family today? Huo Ruxi is already the president-to-be. How can he not interfere in this situation? Are you willing to do so? Let Mr. Xie take the limelight?"
"The Huo family is still dealing with the mess left by Huo Zhaozhao. They have been at the forefront of the controversy before. If they come forward at this time, they are afraid that it will cause controversy."
"Oh, you are quite self-aware."
Shen Jingjue leaned closer and rubbed the tip of his nose against her cheek, teasing her with a slight itch, "Ruxi also said that he hates such occasions. It is better to come here to see these bad old men than to hug his sweet little wife at home.
I, deeply agree. "
"I've been hugging you for several days, so much so that when I wake up every morning, I feel sticky and uncomfortable."
Tang Qiaoer twisted down from his legs like a rabbit, "Sleep in separate beds tonight!"
The man's arms were empty and he slept in a separate bed. Junrong was about to cry but had no tears, "Don't be so cruel to me, Qiao'er."
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Tang Qiaoer lowered the car window, and Han Xian's face appeared.
"Mr. Shen, Madam, arrangements have been made in the guild hall."
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Secretary Han."
Tang Qiaoer smiled and nodded, and reminded seriously, "But be careful, today's activities are very important, so security and inspections must be very strict.
Shen's people are not present. If you show up at this time and are caught by Xie, they will realize that something is wrong. Our next actions will not be easy to advance. "
"Qiao'er, don't worry."
Shen Jingjue's long arms were wrapped around her waist, and he lightly opened his thin lips, "There are people of mine in the guild hall as well."
Tang Qiaoer's beautiful eyes sparkled, and her anxious heart was relieved.
Then, she opened her laptop, her fingers jumping and moving, and the green code on the black screen fell quickly like raindrops.
Shen Jingjue had long been accustomed to his little woman with special skills, but no matter how many times he saw her, he was still filled with wonder, admiration and inferiority complex.
"OK, everything is ready."
Tang Qiaoer hit the enter key and broke off her aching fingers, "Let's just sit back and wait for the show to begin."
Shen Jingjue gently took her little hand and kneaded it gently on her fingertips.
Let this little woman have her way.
The ground is sinking, and he is carrying it. The sky fell, and he held it up.
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