My first love with the boss

Mo gradually closed his eyes, felt Mu Wan's slender fingers shuttle between his hair, gently massage his scalp, the comfortable feeling spread all over his body, and the fatigue of the day dispersed.

The hair dryer stopped.

Mo gradually reached out and hugged Mu Wan's waist, gently took him in his arms, and Mu Wan sat on his leg. A kind of boldness rose in his heart for a time.

Lie drunk on the beauty's knee and wake up the power of the world. Beauty and power are eternal temptations for men.

He is no exception.

Best of all, he got the beauty he wanted most.

It feels good.

Mu Wan is nervous. Her slightly straight back, tight body, serious face and surprised and confused eyes no longer reveal her nervousness.

"Well, the ink is getting better!"

"Don't talk!"

Mo gradually put his lips together. His lips are very beautiful and exciting.

Mu Wan felt that she was bewitched by the male color of ink gradually, and she closed her eyes slightly.

Fall in love with a person, will voluntarily and him, eye to eye, lip to lip, heart to heart.

Mo gradually kissed carefully. He leaned slightly, pressed mu on the sofa, staggered the contact under his body, supported the sofa with both hands, carefully wrapped her in his arms and tried not to let her feel violated.

Mu Wan only felt that the feeling of numbness spread all over her body, which made her tremble and tremble.

For a long time, Mo gradually opened his eyes, got up and let go of Mu Wan. His voice was trying to restrain, but it was still contaminated with feelings. "Go to bed!"

"OK!" Mulan hurried into the room and closed the door.

She leaned against the door and covered her hot face with her hands. Her heart was filled with sweetness. She didn't have to look in the mirror. She knew that she was pink and her eyes were affectionate. She must look like a young girl thinking of spring.

She lay on the bed and covered her face in the quilt. The cool quilt made her feel better, and the dry heat in her body was slowly dispersing.

Ink gradually did not make her feel any discomfort, but a feeling of being taken care of and treated gently.

Once you love, the other person becomes a fragile porcelain, put it in the most conspicuous place, wipe and maintain it carefully, for fear that one will break accidentally.

The feeling that ink gradually gave her was like this, which made her feel that she was the most precious in the world.

long time.

Mu Wan finally calmed down. She hurried to bed and didn't let herself think any more. She had to go to work tomorrow and shoot advertisements. Don't be misled by beauty.

There was a knock at the door.

Mu Wanping's calm heart was nervous again.

She opened the door, Mo gradually handed her mobile phone to her, and her dark eyes were filled with a smile. "I guess you can't sleep. You need your cell phone to calm down."

Mu Wan is going to be laughed and cried. Should I thank you for being so considerate?

She took the phone and said softly, "thank you!"

Mo gradually glanced at her and said calmly, "remember to take off your bra, otherwise... It will affect your development."

Mu Wan widened his eyes, looked at Mo gradually in surprise, and quickly closed the door.

She looked at her chest.

Slightly red face, secondary development?

"Men are big pig hooves."

It seems that today is destined to be a sleepless night for myself.

Mu Wan went to bed and closed his eyes.

……

Outside the door.

Mo Jianxing couldn't help laughing.

Molesting Mu Wan, he felt very happy, as if he had opened up Ren Du's two veins, very happy.

He called the waiter to send another bed of bedding.

Waiting for the waiter.

Habitually looking at the computer, I saw Zong Yifa's microblog message on the computer. This message has tens of thousands of likes, thousands of comments, and countless people forwarded it.

Mo gradually remembered the sunny and handsome man he met at the elevator entrance. He had the temperament of a boy next door. He looked at Mu Wan's eyes and obviously had something on his mind.

Now I send out Mu Wan's filming video like this. I don't know whether I really want to thank Mu Wan and make her famous or have another purpose.

Mo gradually pondered for a while. He thought it was a good thing for mu Wan. It could help her improve her reputation and explain her character. It would be more powerful to convince her mother at that time.

Thinking of this, he forwarded the microblog without hesitation. When editing, he unexpectedly found that the login was not his own account, but... Pegasus advertising???

The face of Mo gradually turned black. Did she devote herself to her work 24 hours a day?

If he met such a dedicated employee himself, he would feel quite honored. However, as an admiring boyfriend, he said he was not proud at all. How could she live without her and him in her private life?

He decisively took a picture of himself with a computer camera, replaced the avatar of Mu Lan's original Pegasus advertisement, conveniently clicked on the microblog comment list, and saw the latest comment Mu Lan sent to LAN Qiao: Qiao Qiao is the most beautiful, long live LAN Qiao.

Ink gradually goes: "..."

His eyes were tiny, and the cold light flickered in his dark eyes.

He searched his microblog number and added attention as special attention. It was only when I saw myself in the most prominent position of Mu Wan's microblog account that I felt happier.

Then, he quit Mu Wan's microblog, logged in to his account, forwarded Zong Yifa's message and wrote two words: the truth!

These two words are concise, concise and to the point. They highly affirm that Zong Yi's words are the truth!

After sending.

The doorbell rang.

The waiter brought the quilt. Seeing that the door of the bedroom was closed, he was stunned that he wanted to sleep on the sofa.

Think of the hotel attendants saying that President Mo is a golden bachelor. It is obvious that someone else is sleeping in his bedroom. Can he bear to sleep on the sofa?

The waiter's favor for ink gradually improved.

Attentively, he spread the quilt on the sofa for the ink gradually.

When I left, I still felt that there are few young people who can sleep in separate beds in hotels. This pair is inexplicably pure.

Mo gradually lay on the sofa. It was not easy to fall asleep at the beginning. It was the first time he slept on the sofa when he was so big. However, he was too tired this day and his nerves were highly nervous. After this rest, his fatigue continued to attack. He closed his eyes and fell asleep soon.

the second day.

Mu Wan woke up early.

She thought about going to the crew to get busy with work and going downstairs to her room to get some things. She might be nervous about time.

Open the door.

Seeing the sleeping face with ink gradually on the sofa, he slept very stably. His gently closed eyes had a beautiful radian, his hair was scattered in disorder, a little less fierce, more lovely, the bridge of his nose was more tall, and his face was soft and friendly.

Mu Wan watched silently for a while without disturbing him.