At the moment when he felt her, he seemed to be possessed. He felt that she was powerless to cling to the back of his neck. He could only rely on her posture, and he was crazy.

With her, the real sense of existence seemed to calm him and calm all the noise.

All because of her.

"Oh!"

The fever was accompanied by an uncontrollable flame burning her body, which was unbearable to her in the end.

After all, she had two experiences. She knew what she was in a hurry. She was confused and cried to him, "boss..."

Bo Qichen tightened her waist, his face was dark, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, staring at her snow-white shoulders and back, as well as her slender waist, with great restraint.

He looked at her with low eyes. Her cheeks were crimson and confused. He took a deep breath and said, "good boy, I don't want to bully the patient."

Anyway, she needs a good rest now.

What Bo Qichen can't see most is the weak appearance of the little woman. She is suffering and he is distressed.

She didn't obey and twisted her waist.

The veins in his forehead jumped. The string of reason was on the verge of collapse at any time. He pulled her into his arms and coaxed her with a hoarse voice, "be good. I'll take you to buy sugar when I wake up tomorrow."

Why does Tang Tang love sugar? It's not because he inherited her?

Think she's a child and eat sugar!

She's moaning and groaning. She's dying.

Tang Qingge was wronged in his heart. He touched her and didn't give it to her. He hated it.

She lay on his shoulder and groaned, "I want peach."

Moreover, the amount must be doubled. She is not a child. She was dismissed so easily.

He kissed her on the lips, his eyebrows were gentle, and coaxed her softly, "OK."

She had little energy and strength, and soon fell asleep on him.

When she falls asleep on her stomach.

Bo Qichen looked down at her messy clothes. She was wearing a pink sweater with a white vest inside. Now the sweater had been torn and the vest had been pulled aside.

Her white back was full of his traces, and her snow-white skin was red.

Her skin was delicate and weak. At that time, he pressed her to kiss, but he didn't control it well. As soon as he got it, there were traces, which seemed particularly delicate, and more provoked people's desire to bully her.

I endured it for two months and didn't control the strength.

She fell asleep and whispered, "I want Hami melon taste..."

He rolled his Adam's apple, kissed the corner of her lips, and said piteously, "OK, you can eat any sugar tomorrow."

With that, he got up, looked down under his eyes and had no choice but to go to the bathroom.

The next day, Tang Qingge woke up.

There's no one around.

She scratched her hair and felt sticky all over. It seemed that she was sweating all night. She didn't remember what she did last night. She only remembered that she went to bed after telling the big boss that she had a fever. Then Tang Qingge felt that she seemed to be dreaming.

Because she actually dreamed that she was doing sex with the big boss.

Is this a dream or a reality?

She couldn't bear the sticky feeling on her body. She got up and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Suddenly.

"Lying trough!"

She stripped off in front of the mirror and saw a mess on her back.

She just wants to say now.

what the fuck!

The big boss endured it for two months. It's awesome!

That means last night was not a dream.

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