Qiao Mo’s little face turned sowhat pale. Go to her place?
Go to her place for what...what else could it be...
Xiao i looked at Qiao Mo with a hint of jealousy, resentnt in her eyes. She had pretended to be indifferent before, but unexpectedly, she turned out to be such a scheming bitch!
Watching Fu Nancheng’s big hand fall on Qiao Mo’s waist, Xiao i felt both angry and annoyed.
She should have been the one to take the asurents, such a good opportunity!
Fu Nancheng held Qiao Mo’s waist and said in a deep voice, "You all go out."
The few people dared not speak more, imdiately left the office. Sister Yang couldn’t help but took two more glances at Qiao Mo, while Xiao i was sowhat reluctant, yet also helpless.
For a mont, only the two of them were left in the office. Qiao Mo lowered her eyes: "Can you let go of ?"
He gently lifted her chin: "Weren’t you very enthusiastic a few days ago? Why are you so cold today?"
Qiao Mo was silent...without saying a word...
He curved his lips into a cold smile: "Or is it only under that you beco enthusiastic?"
Qiao Mo felt sowhat embarrassed, but the next instant, she was already picked up by him, placed on the desk, without giving her any ti to react, he had already wedged himself between her legs, bent down and fiercely kissed her lips.
"Uh...Fu Nancheng...what are you doing!" Qiao Mo exclaid in surprise, quite frightened.
This is the office!
There are still a few people waiting outside the door.
But he paid no heed...
The desk was angled towards the window, the sunlight outside scattered slightly on Qiao Mo’s face, making her increasingly panicked.
Unable to support herself, she had to wrap her arms around his neck, flustered: "Don’t do this..."
"Fu Nancheng..." Qiao Mo’s voice began to tremble lightly.
His movents beca a bit more gentle, his smoldering gaze fell on her face as he softly said: "Tell you love ."
Qiao Mo bit her lip, with tears already glistening in her eyes.
His fingers moved a bit more, making Qiao Mo’s heart tighten: "Stop..."
He gently brushed against her cheek and spoke again: "Speak."
Tears welled up in her eyes, yet he kissed her, leaving her body limp, Qiao Mo’s eyelashes trembled lightly, still unwilling to make a sound, just silently enduring.
He was sowhat dissatisfied, lightly biting her earlobe and whispered: "Can you feel it?"
Qiao Mo stiffened a bit.
"Your body seems to be much more enthusiastic than you are..."
Qiao Mo’s cheek flushed with a tint of red, the unease in her eyes like a startled rabbit, only made him want to press her beneath him, ravage her fiercely.
Qiao Mo gripped his hand tightly: "Don’t be like this."
His gaze landed on her tear-streaked little face, and he spoke slowly: "Last chance."
Qiao Mo bit her lip and still said nothing.
But he was not that patient...
"Don’t..." Qiao Mo’s heart was trembling, utterly frightened by him. Her suppressed tears burst out.
"I like...I like you..."
He gazed at her for seconds, his hand motions still not stopping.
Yet she wanted to stop but could not stop him at all: "I said...I said I like you..."
"I like you..."
Qiao Mo whimpered: "I have said...that I’ve said it already!"
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