Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Gu Qian blinked and waited for him. Seeing that he stood for a long time without action, her heart sank slowly. Is it useless to act like a spoiled child? She flattened her mouth and looked at him more and more wrongly.

Mo Beichen's heart is soft and confused. Where can he refuse her?

He held her shoulder in both hands, slowly lowered his head, exhaled at the tip of her red nose, and then whispered, "exhale, the pain flew away."

Gu Qian was palpitating. Her watery eyes looked at him without blinking. He looked gentle. He was not as cold as before. She couldn't care that she was in the company now. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the corner of his lips.

Mo Beichen was stunned. The soft lips left at the touch, but set off waves of ripples in his heart. When he went back last night, he was really upset. He thought she could coax him. Even if he kissed her like this, he didn't care.

However, without saying anything, she turned and left him alone in the study. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He couldn't afford to go back to his room.

When he returned to his room in the morning and saw her sleeping soundly, he was even more angry.

The fire burning in his heart had nowhere to vent. When he came to the company in the morning, he was like an overturned powder keg. Later, he was almost angry when he saw the hot search of microblog.

In particular, Gu Qian's comments below made him feel uncomfortable.

But Mingming had a ton of gunpowder in his heart. As long as he threw a match on it, he could explode all over the sky, but she was comforted by a soft sweet kiss.

He really fell into her hands all his life.

After Gu Qian retreated, she was still a little embarrassed. Her eyes wandered, and then she found that the fast-paced staff were looking at them at the moment, and her face turned red in an instant.

God, what did she just do?

Mo Beichen dragon was very happy. He looked at her and hung her head in shame, revealing the plush forehead. He raised his hand and rubbed it, and said softly, "do you want to play golf? I'll teach you. "

Gu Qiangang was also bored. At the moment, so many people stared at her. She was ashamed and asked, "will you disturb your work?"

"No, occasionally work and rest." Mo Beichen said, took the ball in her hand, put it down, then took the club, taught her how to hold the club, and Gu Qian learned his posture to hold the club, which was decent.

Mo Beichen put down the club in his hand and walked behind her. His hands covered the backs of her hands respectively, and then held it gently. The hot temperature of the man's palm immediately dispelled the cold of her hands.

Mo Beichen frowned, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Gu Qian didn't dare to tell him that she had just squatted at the door of the company for an hour. She smiled, "maybe it's a little cold today. It's all right. It'll be warm in a minute."

Mo Beichen didn't neglect her physical condition. He took the golf club, held her hands in the palm of his hand, and then sent them to his mouth to breathe. He also rubbed the back of her hand with his palm to warm her hand quickly.

Gu Qian felt the eyes around her and the low sigh. The tip of her ears were red, "I really don't matter."

Mo Beichen saw that she cared about the eyes around. He looked up and scanned the past. Those people immediately bowed their heads and pretended that they were busy. They didn't dare to distract themselves from seeing their boss send dog food.

Mo Beichen warned his staff. He took Gu Qian to the president's office. When he entered the office, he raised the temperature of the air conditioner and poured her a hot drink.

Seeing her uncomfortable appearance standing in the office, he took a hot drink and said, "what's the matter?"

The man's voice sounded like in her ear. As soon as her ears were hot, she couldn't help thinking of what she had done here yesterday afternoon. Not only her ears were hot, but even her palms began to be hot.

Mo Beichen looked at two red clouds flying on her cheek, and then looked at her eyes. He always avoided the desk. He knew clearly, and deliberately leaned over and asked her, "what are you thinking, blushing like this?"

Gu Qian took another step back. He was too ashamed to look into his eyes. "What am I thinking?"

Mo Beichen's thin lips were slightly hooked, and his voice was long, "Oh, I didn't think about what I was thinking?"

Gu qianfei gave him a quick look. He looked at her with a smile. Her eyes were narrow. She found that she had been molested by him. She stamped her feet and turned her back, "I don't want to pay attention to you."

Mo Beichen knew that she was thin skinned and was afraid to really annoy her. He turned to her and handed over the hot drink. "Drink some hot drink first to drive away the cold."

Gu Qian took the mug. It was very warm. She took a sip of orange juice in her palm. The sour taste made her narrow her eyes, but she couldn't help drinking it.

Mo Beichen leaned against the back of the sofa and watched her drink one mouthful after another. His lips were moist. His voice became hoarse gradually, "is it good to drink?"

Gu Qian squinted slightly. He was very cute and likable like a plush hamster. "It's good to drink."

"I'll try it."

Mo Beichen held her wrist, took the mug away, held her chin in the other hand, kissed her wet red lips, said it was a taste, it was really a taste.

He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked her lips. A sour and sweet spread at the tip of his tongue. He licked open the gap between her lips, and the tip of his tongue skillfully dipped in to taste every inch of sour and sweet between her lips and teeth.

He didn't like the sour and sweet taste at first, but now he seems to be fascinated and reluctant to let go.

He sighed in his heart that she was right beside him. He could hold and kiss if he wanted. In the past, what he longed for was that she could be with him. Why now he greedily wants more and wants to occupy all her and every inch of space in her heart.

Gu Qian felt that his kiss gradually became fierce from a shallow kiss, and the root of his tongue was sucked numbly by him. It didn't look like her own. She hummed gently, just like a cat barking. She didn't know whether she was protesting or sinking.

Mo Beichen stopped before he was about to lose control of himself. He separated their lips and looked down at her. Her eyes were moist, pressed a red mark, and fell on his chest. He seemed to be bullied and ruthless. He relied on him all over. He was not good enough.

He put the mug on the tea table, held her waist with his big hand, and held the person in his arms. With his other hand, he pinched her hot palm. He smiled and said, "it's hot."

Gu Qian leaned against his chest and listened to his fierce and steady heartbeat. She grabbed his suit coat with both hands and softened the soles of her feet. "Brother, did I say I love you?"

Mo Beichen was shocked, his muscles stiffened rapidly, and seemed to be petrified. For a long time, he seemed to find his tongue, "what did you say?"