Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 141 Secretary, she is a green tea cutie (34)

A cold masculine breath, mixed with the sound of cologne, rushed straight into Bei'er's nostrils. At this moment, her whole body fell on the man's tall and strong body.

The handsome face was very close to him, Bei'er's nervous heart was pounding, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and the long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled, trembling, trembling, trembling.

"Ayan, what are you doing?" Her voice began to soften.

There was a playful smile on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth, his gaze was fixed on her bright red lips, and he approached her in a low and magnetic voice: "Honey, what do you think?"

Bei'er's first reaction was that Xiao Yan wanted to kiss him, the blood all over his body surged up little by little, his glamorous little face began to heat up again, the tips of his ears turned pink, and his slightly upturned and plump lips became more and more charming .

She gently closed those peach blossom eyes, and said in a soft, soft and charming voice, with a touch of sweetness: "Ayan, you can only kiss me, not too much."

Wait and wait.

In the end, what was waiting was not a passionate kiss, but a pain on his forehead.

"What are you thinking about every day?" Xiao Yan patted her forehead hard.

Bei Er was so ashamed that she hurriedly got up from him, squatted down and curled up, and buried her blushing little face in her arms. If there was a crack in the ground, she would crawl in and hide without hesitation. .

Xiao Yan's magnetic voice sounded next to her ears, "You are so timid and shy, you still want to seduce me like others?" Seeing that she didn't reply, Xiao Yan squatted opposite her, and called her softly again: "Wife?"

Bei Er raised her small head and looked boldly at Xiao Yan, "Hmph, I'm not a coward, I'm not shy, and I didn't learn from anyone, it's just... just a natural reaction... Besides, it's you of……"

She was too shy to say the word "wife".

"What is mine?"

Bei'er bit her lips again, looking at his playful gaze, her anxious black eyes were filled with tears and sparkled.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Xiao Yan looked at the girl in front of her with a flushed face and a bit of childishness in her pretty eyebrows, and stretched out her arms to lift her chin, "What am I?"

Bei'er only felt a fever in his chin, and his heart was beating wildly, "It's my boyfriend..."

"It's my future husband!"

Xiao Yan was setting off fireworks happily when he heard her words, two dimples actually appeared on her small face at this moment, the color of her eyes became darker little by little, and she moved closer to her little by little.

Bei Er looked at his half-closed eyes, with a scarlet look, she immediately turned around, wanting to run away.

Xiao Yan rushed ahead of her, closed the door with a slam, stretched out his hand to pull Bei'er's body over, and pressed against the door panel with force, one of his hands rested beside her ear, and the other hand held Bei'er's body again. Gently raised her chin and bent slightly.

There was an orange warm light in the room, and the light was extremely soft. Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a bit of heat hidden inside, a bit of joking, and his voice was soft, ambiguous and hoarse: "Let's go now? Don't do anything ?”

The towel that Bei'er was holding her hair had long since disappeared. Her half-dry long black hair hung over her shoulders, and there was still a faint sense of heat on her body. There was a crystal clear drop of water on the tip of her nose, which would never fall off.

Bei Er frowned slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a trace of mist in her eyes. She turned her head to look elsewhere, and asked in a daze or pretending to be stupid: "Ayan, what are you doing?"

The bony fingers raised her chin high, forcing her to look at him, "Are you playing hard to get?"

　Third update today.

　　Brothers and sisters of the pirated version, can you update it a few days later after I send it out?

　　Let me, poor boy, earn a few cents more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)