School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

    A cool autumn day and cool weather make people feel very good.

    Song Nanqiao is looking at documents at the company headquarters. She has been sitting here for an afternoon. The company has been busy recently, so she must stay here.

    Suddenly, the phone rang.

    Song Nanqiao opened it, and it was a message from Wen Wenyao.

    Wife: Baby~, I'm at home, when will you be back?

    Wen Wenyao picked up a new movie in the first half of this year and went out to film some time ago. If you count the days, the two have not seen each other for more than half a month. Song Nanqiao could not bear it, but Wen Wen Haruka is different, and calls her for a long time every night.

    Now that I finally come back, I miss it even more.

    Wife: Well, I miss you

    Wife: Is it convenient to talk on the phone?

    …

    Song Nanqiao looked at the news and the documents just sent by the secretary. These documents are very important meeting content, if you don't read them this afternoon...

    In a tangle

    Thinking about it, Song Nanqiao replied to the message.

    Song Nanqiao: Okay, I'll be right back when I'm done.

    Song Nanqiao: Soon

    …

    Wen Wenyao was wearing a large T-shirt, leaning lazily on the sofa, her soft hair naturally fell on her shoulders.

    She looked at the message Song Nanqiao sent.

    Generally speaking, if there is something less important in the company, Song Nanqiao will directly say it's okay and come to accompany her. But if the word "busy" is mentioned, it means that the other party has something very important.

    Wen Wenyao hesitated for a while, then sent another message.

    Wife: Are you busy? Be honest with me.

    Song Nanqiao: There is a little bit, I can solve it very quickly.

    Wife: Pfft, let me come to see you. I don't want you to be too tired. I'll come over in a while.

    She knew that Song Nanqiao wanted to accompany her, but now that she made time to be with her, she had to go to bed very late at night, and Wen Wenyao was reluctant.

    And it is not difficult to go to the company by myself, just now I am fine.

    Song Nanqiao: Good…

    After sending this word, Song Nanqiao slightly hooked the corner of her lips, a very caring lover, who doesn't like it?

    Thinking of this, Song Nanqiao focused and put her energy into her work.

    After finishing the phone call with Song Nanqiao, Wen Wenyao went to the dresser in the room.

      , in a very good mood.

    After marrying Song Nanqiao, Wen Wenyao still lived a delicate life. She knows that Song Nanqiao is the chairman of the Appearance Association, so she usually pays attention to her body and skin management.

    "Let's paint a little more noble and elegant."

    Wen Wenyao opened some cosmetics and started a long makeup time.

    An hour later, Wen Wenyao put on his coat and was ready to go out.

    A driver is waiting outside the villa.

    "Miss, are you going to the boss' company?"

    "Hmm."

    "Okay."

    The driver stepped on the accelerator, and Wen Wenyao arrived downstairs in the company in about ten minutes.

    The driver went down and opened the door.

    Wen Wenyao, wearing sunglasses, wearing a trench coat and high heels, walked all the way into the company building.

      All of the employees knew Wen Wenyao, but they didn't see him often. All of a sudden, the entire company's employees started to get restless.

    Wen Wenyao smiled at them.

    For a while, it caused a burst of exclamations from the employees.

    The goddess smiled at them…

    They met the actress herself...

    Lifetime Collection…

    After saying hello, Wen Wenyao went directly to Song Nanqiao's private elevator, and Song Nanqiao gave him her private elevator card.

    In less than a minute, I went to the top floor.

    Standing in front of Song Nanqiao's door, Wen Wenyao knocked on the door.

    "Please come in." Song Nanqiao thought it was the secretary.

    Wen Wenyao took off his sunglasses and walked in lightly.

    Listening to the familiar footsteps, Song Nanqiao froze for a moment, then raised her head, it was her wife who caught her eye.

    Song Nanqiao smiled, stood up from her seat, walked over to Wen Wenyao, and held her hand intimately.

    "Why didn't you tell me when you came." Song Nanqiao kissed her cheek.

    "I don't want to interrupt your work."

    Wen Wenyao leaned in her arms and said dully.

     "Missing you..."

    Wen Wenyao said again.

    "I miss you so much... I miss you every time I film."

    "Well, I miss you too." Song Nanqiao raised her cheek and began to kiss slowly.

    Song Nanqiao's kiss was very light, on her cheeks and neck, like a little bit of water, again and again, with hot breath and a taste that belongs to Song Nanqiao.

    Wen Wenyao's heart palpitated, like a deer ramming around.

    She trembled as she was kissed. She hadn't been intimate with Song Nanqiao for a long time, and now her body was a little sensitive. Just kissing her neck, Wen Wenyao was already a little intolerable.

    The woman in her arms blushed slightly, raised her neck, rubbed Song Nanqiao's hair, and wanted Song Nanqiao to kiss more places.

    Thinking that Wen Wenyao was still filming, Song Nanqiao restrained and kissed lightly without leaving too many traces.

    "Baby...I miss you."

    "I know."

    "Well, I want to kiss you too."

    After finishing speaking, Wen Wenyao took the initiative to wrap her arms around Song Nanqiao's neck, and the two began to kiss passionately in the office.

    "This is the office."

    Song Nanqiao restrained herself and prepared to retreat.

    She is still working, and there may be staff coming over in a while, if she is seen, it will be very difficult.

    She knew that the two hadn't seen each other for a while, and Wen Wenyao must have missed her very much, but it's better to restrain herself now.

    "Huh? Office?"

    Wen Wenyao didn't seem to consider special circumstances. This is Song Nanqiao's private office. The sound insulation effect is very good, and only senior management can enter, and they must knock on the door.

    This should be perfectly safe.

    She really misses Song Nanqiao very much during this time, even dreaming of her at night, how is it possible to make Wen Wenyao stop what is about to happen.

    "Do you really want to?" It's not impossible, just lock the door.

    "Well, I miss you."

    Speak

    Wen Wenyao fell into Song Nanqiao's arms.

    "You're wearing my shirt?"

    Song Nanqiao was keenly aware that this seemed to be passed through by himself.

    "Can't you wear it?"

    Wen Wenyao bit her ear and said.

    She often wears Song Nanqiao's clothes.

    "Can..."

    Nothing wrong.

    Song Nanqiao took off his coat and put it on his desk, which was very large. After making sure that Wen Wenyao would not be caught, Song Nanqiao put her on it.

     Lying on Song Nanqiao's coat, although it is not as soft as a mattress, it is enough, and the time to lie on it will not be long.

    "Don't move, the table is hard."

    Song Nanqiao said something, then went to the pool next to him, washed his hands with antiseptic hand sanitizer, then walked to the window sill and pulled the curtains. Went to the door and locked the door, it should be safe now.

    In the end, she returned to Wen Wenyao.

    Under the gaze of the other party, Song Nanqiao peeled her off bit by bit, starting to peel off layer after layer of flowers. When she reached the center, she could see the most beautiful scenery.

      Same.

    Now Wen Wenyao has red eyes, like a poor little lamb.

    "This look makes me feel like I'm bullying you."

    Song Nanqiao touched her head.

    "No...you didn't bully me." Wen Wenyao shook his head and said shyly.

    Song Nanqiao chuckled lightly and continued her business.

    Yes, this is her wife, it doesn't matter what she does...

    Next

    She went down little by little, and in Wen Wenyao's expectant eyes, she lifted her most barrier, starting with a satin-like touch, and noticed the warmth on her hand. It's hot, Song Nanqiao didn't hesitate, and fell into it little by little...

    Going in and out lightly and quickly, Song Nanqiao has a good grasp of the strength.

    Soon, Wen Wenyao felt that something was accumulating in her body, there was a mist in her eyes, she panted, trying to relieve the feeling, but it was of no use, Soon, the tide of love overwhelmed her.

    With a little bit of her belongings, it dripped onto Song Nanqiao's coat, and some left on the table.

    …

    After the end, Song Nanqiao hugged her, wiped her, and helped her get dressed.

    "How are you?"

    Song Nanqiao asked.

    "Hmmm..."

    "You have a good rest first, I'll clean up the table and we'll go home." Song Nanqiao put a blanket on her, now it's cold, so she wears too little at night A little, may catch a cold.

    Wen Wenyao looked a little shyly at the coat and table that had been soiled by her, thinking about whether to help Song Nanqiao, it doesn't seem good to sit here like this.

    She hesitates to help…

    Seeing to see Wen Wenyao's shyness and embarrassment, Song Nanqiao turned her head and said to her, "It's alright, just wipe it clean."

    Speak

    He buried his head again and cleaned his desk.

    Fortunately, I just took the document away, otherwise, I may have to make a new copy.

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