The Boss is Very Busy

Damn it? ! !

He was so blatant that in the school, downstairs in the female dormitory... he took a bite of himself? ?

Feeling the girl in his arms stiffened for a moment, Shen Yusheng pursed the corners of her lips, but hugged her tightly again in silence.

MuMian put his little hand on his chest: "Brother, what's the matter with you?"

Shen Yusheng has never liked surfing the Internet. He didn't know if he was on the hot search, let alone others, and the hot search at the school was very fast, except for Chen Zeng, no one else named him.

MuMian couldn't think of what was possible, and had to silently ask: "Brother, it won't be..."

Her face suddenly tightened and she looked a little serious: "You are bullied outside, right?"

"..."

The boy was quiet for a while, gently pushed her away, then lowered his eyes, and said blankly: MuMian)."

The girl was stunned. Shen Yusheng seldom called her like this. When two people were warm on the phone, he would always call her Mianmian. When in love, he would often call her sister in a dumb voice.

The shouting of the first name and the last name is very rare.

Without waiting for MuMian to speak, the teenager spoke again, his voice hoarse to the extreme: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"..." MuMian silently said: "You know..."

"What do you mean?" His face was calm and his tone didn't fluctuate, but he felt a chill inexplicably. Shen Yusheng pulled the person over, he lowered his eyes, and the dark eyes under the brim of his hat looked directly at him. He was patient. Asked again: "Why didn't you tell me."

"I didn't fail to tell you." MuMian paused, pretending to be like: "I'm going to tell you tonight, who knows you came here suddenly."

Without giving the other party a chance to speak, she immediately added: "If it weren't for you, I guess I would have finished talking to you."

"..."

Shen Yusheng didn't believe her nonsense. He pursed the corners of his lips. The lip line was straight and cold. The young man's fingertips held her waist lightly. Through a layer of fabric, he could feel the temperature. He lowered his eyes and his voice Dumb.

"Afraid?"

He almost killed him by just hearing the recording.

When MuMian reacted, she realized that he was asking about that matter, and she shook her head silently before speaking.

"You can tell how aggressive I am when you listen to the recording...how can I be afraid?"

Shen Yusheng touched her little face and put his other hand on her waist. He stopped for a while before he made a sound.

"Cotton cotton."

MuMian: "Huh?"

His voice was hoarse, he carried the person in his arms, and still opened his jacket to let the heat of his body drive away the chill from her. The boy's chin was on top of her head, his hair was fluffy, and his lips opened slightly.

"Do you want brother?"

"Huh?" For a while, MuMian didn't understand what he meant: "...what?"

The boy didn't answer right away, he held the girl's little hand, and moved it gently down.

Sliding down along the lines of the abdominal muscles, in the shadow of the two people hugging, guiding the girl’s little hand, leading her to a hot spot, his lips kissed the girl’s ear tip again, ask her.

"Do you want brother?"

MuMian was taken aback for a moment, and felt the temperature in the palm of his hand, only to realize the "must" in his mouth.

What means.

The girl's face was faintly stiff, and she immediately pulled out her hand: "Brother, in the public, the influence is a bit not good...and not convenient."

Shen Yusheng looked at her silently.