The Boss is Very Busy

She poked the other person on WeChat.

[The outside of the laboratory is sealed, can you come in? 】

Not long after, the other party returned.

【Ok. 】

MuMian didn't wait long before An Yin came.

He is still wearing a school uniform, and the white shirt outlines the boy's figure beautifully and slenderly. His forehead covers his eyebrows and sets off a small white face.

An Yin walked in, following his gaze, he glanced at the girl sitting in the position, closed the door, and the whole classroom fell into silence.

MuMian felt a bit hot just now and opened the window.

She saw the teenager walk in, walked slowly to the window, and said that the curtains were closed without saying a word, and the whole classroom became a little dark in a moment.

The young man stepped over suddenly. He sat down next to MuMian, stretched out his arms, gently wrapped her waist and pushed him close to his arms, then lowered his head slightly, his chin resting on her shoulders .

The young man leaned his cheek slightly, his thin lips kissed the girl's side cheek lightly, but the waist was still tight.

As he kissed, he said, "Hungry?"

MuMian was pressed against his shoulder, her face was lightly kissed, and she replied, "I'm not hungry, I have eaten."

An Yin didn't answer, he solemnly pressed his delicate and calm face, pressed against the girl's white forehead, with long and thick eyelashes drooping, staring at the other party's lustrous lips.

MuMian pulled the corner of his clothes.

"Have you eaten?"

The clothing on the boy's body was pure and white, and his dark eyes were covered by long eyelashes. He could not see any emotions. He stared at her quietly: "Nothing."

MuMian raises eyebrows: "Aren't you hungry?"

As if finally unable to bear it, An Yin lowered his head and pressed his lips together. He blinked, "A little bit, or... give me my sister?"

MuMian just inexplicably felt that he couldn't say anything good, but the other party really drove inexplicably. She raised her eyebrows and looked at each other, and poked her finger in the young boy's face.

"Little kid, sister, do you dare?"

He didn't seem to expect the other party to say this. The young man was stunned for two seconds, and then he bent down his beautifully shaped lips. His small milky white face looked like a hazy beauty in the dark classroom.

He pursed his lips: "Okay, where do you want me to start?"

An Yin stretched out jade-like fingers and tapped on the table lightly, making a slight noise.

"it's here?"

"..." MuMian looked down at his fingers.

Forget it, but the dog.

She bit her lip: "My brother didn't talk about you, right?"

An Yin grabbed the girl's small hand, clasped it on her fingertips, and rubbed it thinly.

He opened his lips lightly, his voice calm: "No."

MuMian nodded: "My brother is pretty good, but he's a bit arrogant, maybe he didn't expect that we would be together, so the mood was a bit irritable that day."

An Yin hummed in a low voice, her voice sounded in the quiet classroom, magnetically pleasing, and a little bit of milk faintly hidden: "Sister, don't mention other men when we are together."

MuMian pause, subconsciously.

"He is my own brother."

The young man's eyes were dark and squishy, ​​and in the slightly dim environment, he appeared squishy, ​​and he spoke calmly.

"Neither can my brother."

He leaned close, his thin lips attached to the girl's ear: "Besides... I really pressed my sister on the table."