Cold CEO With Warm Love

Wen Yiyi felt that he was going to be angry to death.

She glared at him angrily, her eyes were wide open, her face was angry, and her face was flushed with anger.

Proud of the chest slightly ups and downs, it is obvious that he was impatient.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her hairy appearance, looked at her undulating chest, slightly raised a smile, didn't mind that she just yelled at him, and said carelessly: "who let you just ignore me?"

Wen Yiyi continued to stare at him: "when did I ignore you?"

"Just now." Mo Xiuchen said lightly.

“……” Wen Yiyi pursed her lips and frowned, "did you call me? I didn't hear you

"If I didn't call you, you couldn't take the initiative to talk to me?"

Wen Yiyi

Wen Yiyi thinks that he is sick today, and it's still snake essence disease!

She glared at him fiercely, took up the pen and continued to draw. She must draw a general model first tonight.

Mo Xiuchen saw that she began to draw again and ignored herself. He frowned and was a little displeased. He took away the pen from her hand and threw it away.

"Mo Xiuchen!" Wen Yiyi called him and his face turned red with anger.

He lifted his eyelids. "Huh?"

The long and narrow black eyes looked at her and slightly picked.

"You..." Wen Yiyi was so angry that she wanted to yell at him again, but she didn't have the courage just now. She pursed her lips and gritted her teeth and said, "I'm going to draw a design draft now. Can you make trouble after I'm busy?"

Troublemaker: "not good."

Wen Yiyi listened to his straightforward answer. He was angry in his heart, but he had nowhere to scatter. He could only hold it, and he climbed to the other side to pick up the pen.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her slightly cocked buttocks, slightly squinted.

Here, Wen Yiyi just picked up a pen and was about to go back and take the paper to the dining table to draw. He was far away from Mo Xiuchen. As a result, before he touched the paper, he was grabbed by someone's arm and pulled back.

She was unprepared and gave a low cry of fright.

Then, Wen Yiyi was pressed on the sofa by Mo Xiuchen.

"What are you doing?" She sat up in shock, but he pushed her back.

Then, his tall and straight body came down to her, and the warm breath sprayed on her face. His dark eyes were staring at her tightly, and his voice was hoarse: "you."

Wen Yiyi's whole face turned red suddenly. She pushed him to her face and said, "Mo Xiuchen, do you want to be shameless? Let go Well... "

Half of the words were not finished, he was blocked, the rest of the words were directly swallowed back to the stomach.

A man's lips stick to her red lips, and the tip of his tongue follows her lips in a circle, and his hands are not idle, swimming on her body.

Wen Yiyi's body is a little soft. He reaches out his hand to push him away. Unexpectedly, he notices that he holds his hands firmly and raises them over his head.

His eager kiss fell down again, close to her ear, with his low and magnetic voice said to her: "to face what to do, to you is enough."

I'll go!

Wen Yiyi was flushed by his words, and could not find any words to refute, so he could only let him do wrong to himself.

Just when Wen Yiyi thought he would be eaten by him in the living room sofa, the knock on the door suddenly rang.

The voice belonging to the woman came from the outside: "Xiuchen, are you in it? Xiuchen? I'm Xinyue. I have something urgent to ask you now. Would you open the door? "