Chief husband, strong love!

Su Yan suddenly pushed the door and stunned the man in front of the desk.

Her habit of not knocking on the door was not a day or two, but he never corrected it, so it intensified.

Just this time, she should have fallen asleep.

Mu Beishen quietly moved the things on the table aside with his hands, hooked his thin lips, and watched her approach, "can't sleep?"

"Yes." She was a little nervous at the sight of him.

Comfort yourself, the first time is like this

She looked away, sat down on his lap, hugged his neck and buried her face in her chest. "Haven't you finished your work yet?"

Mu Beishen bowed his head. "What's the matter? His face is so red and he has a fever?"

"You just have a fever..." she muttered, took a deep breath again, got up straight on him, looked straight at a faint smile on his face, "I've decided, I won't sleep with you!"

Mu Beishen: "

She gently raised her chin and covered up the tension with her willfulness. "Your refusal is invalid! I just want to sleep with you. I got used to it a few days ago."

Mu Beishen hesitated for a moment and looked at the persistence on her face.

It seems that the little hand she pulled on his clothes pinched his heart.

A moment later, he smiled lightly, "Yan'er, I didn't sleep well those days. Do you have to torture me every day?"

"Do you mean sleeping with me has nightmares, or... Or something?" She blinked.

Mu Bei Shen pursed his lower lip and said, "other."

Her heart beat like thunder and she summoned up her courage. "Then I don't have to torture you... I think, I think... I think I've made up my mind."

He looked at her quietly and heard her continue to say, "you made me think deeply. After so long, I think I've thought deeply. And it's definitely not the first time, isn't it? I don't like you. You're not a seducer!"

Mu Bei Shen's eyes narrowed slightly and said in a warm voice, "it's really not the first time. But you don't like it."

Su Yan was a little confused by his reason. She prepared for a long time, but she didn't expect him to have such a reason, "is that so... Because your technology is too poor?"

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"But if you don't practice, you'll be poor all your life. I don't dislike you. Practice makes perfect..."

Su Yan blushed.

No, she thinks she has a thick skin.

But she can even say such words. If she is rejected, she will lose her face.

Looking at the man's changing eyes, she drilled into his arms again. "Didn't you say before that you gave me everything I wanted."

After his hesitation, he gently put his hand on her waist, and his low dumb voice restrained the y hope raised by her, "do you want?"

Su Yan quickly closed his eyes.

He really has an elm head. Why would he ask such a question and how would she answer it

She suddenly emptied and was carried to the desk by him.

The man leaned forward, stretched out his hand to lift her face, looked directly into her eyes and asked in a dumb voice, "why don't you answer?"

Su Yan carefully propped his hands on both sides of his body and stepped back nervously.

She said so, but when he approached, she still had a feeling that her heart would jump out of her throat.

"Well..." she hesitated.

She recoiled, not knowing what her hand had touched on his desk.

As soon as she turned her head, she found a small jewelry box at hand.