Will You Die if You Don’t Pretend to be Forced?

The first floor of a chain hotel in the Imperial Capital.

A girl with a black backpack is sitting on the sofa in the lobby and playing with her mobile phone. She has soft black hair falling from the side of her ears to her eyes. The lines on her profile are very soft, and the corners of her eyes and lips are shallow and upward. I waited, but I didn't see the slightest impatience.

Twenty minutes later, she got up from the small sofa, walked to the door of the hotel, waiting for people looking forward to it, and even humming a song in a good mood.

A black car drove up from the door and stopped in front of her. The rear door opened and a woman in a simple black and white professional attire walked down.

The co-pilot stepped up and down from a man in a blue suit, and walked to the trunk without looking at her, with an attentive smile on his face:

"Leave my luggage with me, President Li! Wait a minute!"

Wang Mosi curled his lips, not wanting to look at the man's face, walked briskly to Li Qing and hugged her, pouting his head and looking up at her:

"Hmph, haven't seen me for so long, I'm going to cry when I see me pretending not to know each other!"

"Don't make trouble." She only rebuked her softly, and did not reach out and push Wang Mosi away.

Reaching out to take the handle of the luggage from the man, and after simply nodding his head to thank him, he turned around and pulled Wang Mosi's arm away: "Walk well."

"This is?" However, the smiling man in a long suit didn't seem to understand what Li Qing meant. He still stood firm-standing still and even wanted to check in for the beauty.

"Family. Please come back if you have nothing to do." Li Qing turned and walked to the hotel with Wang Mosi, staying with the man and sitting in the car and chatting with the driver.

"She actually has a family? Didn't it mean that everyone in her family was killed? Why did a wild child pop up?" The man stretched out his hand and pulled his tie, and asked with an unhappy expression.

The driver followed him all the year round, met the heirs of various groups in the country, and understood many things in the circle.

"Young master, maybe it's a distant relative. Didn't I hear that the Yin family treated her well?" the driver asked tentatively.

The man chuckled uneasily, "Remote relatives? I don’t see it—this eldest lady of the Li family, don’t have any psychological shadows in her childhood that caused her special orientation now! Dad also dislikes our son too much. It’s too much. I’m rushing to give this kind of woman one for nothing."

The driver didn't dare to take the call anymore. He had never dared to chew on the things in his boss's house.

The top floor of the hotel.

Following Li Qing out of the elevator, Wang Mosi threw the bag on his back onto the sofa just after he swiped his card to open the door, then turned around and threw himself on Li Qing again:

"Miss you~ Come and kiss me!"

When she pounced, Li Qing turned back and closed the door with her backhand. While holding her waist, she pressed her backhand against the door, gently bowing her head to kiss her.

No one knows how soft the lips of this seemingly cold and unpopular President Li are, making people addicted to kisses, and doesn't want to let her go.

In the end, it was Wang Mosi's weak body, Liu Fufeng, who was very unwilling to give up, but on the surface he pushed aside the shoulders of President Li very simply, and said very solemnly:

"Wait, I take a breath and let's continue."

Li Qing: ...I really want to beat up this damaging little bastard.

The lips and teeth huddled together, and the slightly hot breath blended.

When you meet a soft opponent, you will always think that you are directly touching the soft heart of the opponent, so you will gradually become gentler and more lingering.

There is no overbearing contention, there is no aggression that is willing to give up after plundering every corner, and some are just a warm process of slowly merging with each other.

Wang Mosi hugged her waist and refused to let go. Li Qing always held her back, sitting on the sofa with her and calling people in the branch office.

Before, she didn't plan to see the person in charge of Gu so early, but the other party asked for a brief discussion on cooperation matters, and she gave up the car sent by the company.

It now appears that there is no need for further understanding with the person in charge of Gu's Imperial Capital Branch.

"What's the plan for today?" Li Qing asked her when she hung up the phone.

Wang Mosi let out a "huh", and after thinking about it, he replied: "I have to go to the school to check the location of the examination room in the afternoon, and then I can wait for tomorrow-but I don't want to leave when I see you, or go to the school tomorrow. Little won't...Oh, you knocked me on the head."

"I'll open another room for you any more fools." Li Qing's tone was still flat, but it contained a very powerful threat.

"I will have the exam tomorrow, and you will knock on my precious head. What should I do if I become stupid at the critical moment? You are not only responsible to me, but also to my academic halo, you know?" Knowing that the other party is totally reluctant to exert any effort, but Classmate Wang, who has never been good at "swinging his nose on his face", still did not let go of this opportunity.

Li Qing only feels that every time she sees her, she feels an inexplicable sense of powerlessness. Before meeting her, Li Qing hates anyone who speaks badly. After meeting her—

Li Qing felt helpless.

"If you let me kiss me, I will forgive you." After Wang Mosi came up again, Li Qing sighed and asked her to kiss just right, and then he pressed the other person's shoulder and emphasized:

"Well, I will send you to school at two in the afternoon and pick you up at five. Now I pack my things and prepare for lunch."

During lunch, a classmate was also very restless, as if to fill up all the vacancies she hadn't seen in this period of time, until she left the last threat blankly.

"If you mess up again, we will go back to our room and bed to increase our relationship. Don't blame me if you can't get up early tomorrow, huh?"

Wang Mosi was quiet in an instant, and drew back very obediently and rubbed the opponent's calf.

[Four! Listen! What is she talking about, eh? Don't you feel ashamed-don't you? 】Wang Mosi calls 04 from the bottom of my heart.

System 04: [...what does it matter to me? 】

[The task you picked! Look at Wang Mosi's spicy chicken physique! Can't even suppress such a cute president! Let me tell you, restore my cultivation base, and I can sleep a hundred for such a president! 】Wang Mo thought that he was actually afraid of such threats and felt very shameless, and he had to provoke a wave of anger on this nasty system.

System 04: [Oh, you are good. 】

Wang Mosi: …Is this the point?

However, student Wang, who has always been full of mouth-cannon skills, still has to struggle for his own integrity:

"Hey, how can you talk about such a shameful thing while eating? President Li, you have changed."

You are no longer the simple President Li.

Are you dirty?

Li Qing: "..."

Until the evening Wang Mosi once again felt that studying this little demon-elf was the biggest third person between her and Li Meiren, and those stinky men were weaker than this.

Because Li Qing opened the news channel again after bringing her back from the meal, and asked her to watch it carefully.

Wang Mosi sadly hugged the pillow:

"Baby Li, don't you think our style of painting every time we date is wrong?"

A couple dating in someone else’s family is either kind, love, love, me, and me. How come I watch the news together when I get to her?

Is something wrong in this world?

Wang Mosi felt bitter tears flowing in his heart.

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What a good night everyone! There will be another one tomorrow!