The Boss is Very Busy

Bai Nen gripped the black bed sheet tightly with her fingertips. The petite and soft girl was buried in the quilt. She bit her lip.

The boy's fingertips were tightened, his squiggly eyes were stained with a crimson mist, his emotionless cheeks were beautiful and deep, and his pair of tight eyes fixedly looked at the girl.

The tragedy that broke out because of a kiss.

In the end, she was buried in the quilt and fell asleep deeply.

Lin Xinghe silently lay beside her silently. It was already afternoon outside. The faint sunlight from the west was shining on, and the indoor light looked a little dim with curtains.

The boy lowered his slender eyelashes. He raised his fingers with distinct articulations. The beautiful lines of the fingertips were as white as jade. He rubbed the corners of the girl's delicate red eyes a few times, and wiped the crystal tears from the end of her eyes.

The water ripples in the deep of the eyes, like a layer of rippling lake water.

The teenager silently hugged the girl in his arms, and the sense of despair that could almost pull people into the lowest **** finally disappeared.

The cold and slender person lowered his eyes quietly, some greedily sniffing the sweet fragrance from her body, and he couldn't bear to let go.

Sure enough, I can't live without this person...

The young man was silent, thinking like this in his heart.

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MuMian gathered the quilt on her body, and her consciousness was not clear yet, but the cell phone ringing that disturbed her dreams was annoying.

She frowned, and before she could open her eyes, the ringing of the phone stopped.

The girl slowly opened her eyes subconsciously. The rigorously dressed and meticulous teenager stood beside the bed, her slender fingertips lightly touched the cold mobile phone screen, and the mobile phone was quietly turned on silent.

MuMian remembers that time inexplicably.

The man leaned slightly, and the soft and cold lips pressed against her. With her eyes open, she could clearly see the beautiful and delicate shoulders of the boy.

She silently closed her eyes again, pretending that she hadn't woken up yet.

The girl moved a little, and her body was in pain like being crushed by a truck.

Before she could take a breath, the young man by the bed leaned over and approached, gently pinching the girl's small nose with her cool fingertips, her eyes as clear as lake water were slightly dull, like moonlight in the night.

"Cotton cotton."

His voice was clear, hoarse, and whispered softly in the girl's ear.

MuMian raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, pretending to look like he had just woke up.

I also yawned truly. The corners of my eyes overflowed with saline because of the yawn, which wetted the thick roots of the eyelashes like a fan.

She squinted her eyes, revealing a kind of careless laziness: "Huh?"

Seeing the girl waking up, Lin Xinghe sat on the bed, and gently fiddled with her slightly curly hair. The black and shiny hair was gently wrapped around the white jade fingertips. The contrast between the two was particularly vivid.

"Your mother is looking for you."

As soon as his voice fell, the girl who was still pretending to be confused instantly became sober.

MuMian opened her eyes, and later realized what happened... Yes, since yesterday’s birthday, she has not stepped into the house after filling in her volunteers, and she has not even had a phone call. I don't know if Mu's parents are at home, they are crazy.

The girl stretched out the white Shengxue's slender arm from the black quilt. She shook her hand, spreading her slender fingers slightly, and the girl coughed slightly.

"Give me the phone."

The sweet voice was a little more ambiguous and hoarse than before, and it sounded like a blushing heartbeat.