The Boss is Very Busy

The small and delicate girl was buried in the quilt, her white cheeks flushed, she gritted her teeth, and when she was asleep, the person was still energetic. At this time, only one thought struck her mind.

Shen Zhiqing really is more dog than dog.

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in the morning.

Before the curtains were opened, the light outside had faintly illuminated the room.

MuMian woke up slowly, she opened her eyes, and after the brain turned on, she looked sideways at the place next to her, it was empty.

She sat up, yawned slowly, and waited for Shen Zhiqing to come in.

Five minutes later, the other party didn't know what to do, and she was still not in the room. She stood up, suddenly her legs softened, and successfully sat back on the bed.

MuMian supported it and adjusted it slowly, biting her beautiful red lips tightly, thinking silently.

Sure enough, she shouldn't believe him.

She pulled out a clean dress and put it on, and walked out of the room. There was still no one in the living room. MuMian couldn't help but feel a little depressed. What's wrong with this person?

Eating and running away?

She couldn't help gritting her teeth, and if that was the case, see if she didn't kill him.

Thinking that she was still grinding her teeth, at this time, the door was pushed open and MuMian looked over.

The handsome young man was dressed in black, with long legs wrapped in underwear. He saw MuMian standing in the living room. The boy's dark and beautiful eyes were slightly startled. He blinked, came over with what was in his hand, and put it down. Go to the table and walk to stand beside MuMian.

Shen Zhiqing's silky hair was attached to his white forehead, and the dark pupils below were bright and calm. He lowered his head slightly, looked at the girl, and blinked his eyelashes.

Softly.

"Why get up so early? Are you sleepy anymore?"

MuMian glanced at his mouth and answered indifferently.

"You are ashamed to say."

Shen Zhiqing raised eyebrows lightly, and looked directly at her with his beautiful eyes like cold snow. The other party was extremely indifferent, but he didn't care at all. The beautifully shaped lips twitched and he was in a good mood.

"Um... it's been too long, my fault."

"..."

MuMian was silent for two seconds, raised his eyes and glared at him, sitting in a seat with anger, the delicate chin lifted slightly, looking at the paper bag on the table, wondering.

"What is this?"

The teenager sat down next to her, slowly raised his hand, wrapped her slender waist, pressed his slender and white jade fingers on her belly, he fixedly looked at the girl's white and tender face.

"The breakfast I bought for you, eat something first, then go back to sleep for a while, I have class in the afternoon, and I will come back to accompany you at night.

MuMian sniffed and smelled the scent coming from the paper bag, and I felt better.

She nodded, and the little hand pulled the paper bag over and said, "It's up to you."

Seeing the girl stretch out her little hand to open the paper bag, the young boy's beautiful long eyelashes blinked, and suddenly he lowered his head. He pressed the thin lips under the bridge of the brave nose, and he moved to the corner of the girl's lips, his voice hoarse.

"Kiss."

Kiss you big head ghost!

Although MuMian wanted to say so much, it touched the black eyes of a teenager that looked like obsidian, so bright that it was almost like broken stars, glowing with strange and beautiful colors.

She lowered her eyes and touched the corners of his slightly cool lips.

Just a light touch, the boy's eyes were deep, and his eyes looked at the girl with unclear emotions.

After the exchange between the two souls yesterday, it was like a layer of inexorable ambiguity and intimacy. Shen Zhiqing’s slender fingertips propped on the sofa again, and his beautiful figure approached. He lowered his head, two people’s The breath blended, he said.

"Not enough, come again."

"..."