Shen Qianshu looked with a smile at Yeling digging solemnly at the foot of the wall.

The man sat in the study, his sleeve was slightly rolled up, revealing a white jade wrist, with a black Sansheng rope tied on it. The blue little fat heart looked particularly cute, incompatible with the cold breath around him, but the unexpected contrast was cute.

There was nothing guilty in those amber eyes.

Shen Qianshu smiled charming, his hands on the desk, almost pressed his hands, "Sir, are you digging at the foot of the wall?"

"You quit." Yeling said, this is not digging the foot of the wall.

The development of Ag jewelry is getting stronger and stronger, and it also needs a signboard designer. Now, the new generation of designers, Li Chen and Xie Xiaomei, are the most powerful. If she goes to Ag, she will be fully praised.

No worse honor than when she was an appraiser.

Shen Qianshu looked at him from a high position. She couldn't hide the joke in her eyes. She walked around, hugged his neck, and gently sat on his legs. Yeling subconsciously stretched out her hand and hugged her waist to prevent her from falling.

The two formed a very ambiguous posture.

Shen Qianshu slightly hugged him, fingers on his skirt, slightly pulled, Yeling's neck, instantly red, ears are also a light red, Shen Qianshu close to his ears, blowing in his ears, "Sir, what conditions do you open?"

Digging at the foot of the wall requires paying conditions.

Yeling's breath sank.

This woman is really a fairy.

More and more provocative.

His self-control was more and more broken under her intentional seduction.

"Whatever you want." Yeling's voice was hoarse, deep and sexy, just like a subwoofer. Shen Qianshu's bones were crisp when she heard it. She wanted to touch Yeling, but she was stirred by Yeling's voice.

The teaser can't be teased. It's him.

Shen Qianshu was moved for a moment, and leaned forward slightly to kiss Ye Ling's lips. Recently, he especially likes kissing Ye Ling, as if he wanted peace of mind, or couldn't help but completely let himself go.

If black rose was mentally disabled for a moment and detonated the bomb in her body, she would die and didn't sleep until Yeling.

Then she will die in peace.

Sir, I must sleep you before I die.

Yeling turned away from the guest, clenched his waist with one hand, pressed half of his body against her, and his lips intertwined. Some silver wires that had no time to swallow pulled out a hint of obscenity with the separation of his lips. Yeling suddenly picked up Shen Qianshu, swept the documents on the table aside, and let Shen Qianshu sit on the desk. He pressed half of his body over, and the other hand had already lifted her skirt with great waves.

In the study, the temperature is rising.

The thick smell of Yeling was constantly sprayed on her ears, and the feeling of crispness and numbness was constantly burning from the place where the two people came into contact. A thin layer of sweat came out of her body, dripping with fragrant sweat.

With a whimper, she pulled Yeling's clothes slightly, and suddenly saw his chest. The unhealed injury, Shen Qianshu returned intellectually, hurriedly against his shoulder, and Yeling's eyes burned with desire.

The tip of his nose gently rubbed against the tip of hers.

The hint is very strong.

"Your injury is not well." Shen Qianshu said, blushing, with a delicate voice. Yeling suddenly roared and hugged her again, kissing people inside and outside, panting on her, "Shen Qianshu, you're going to torture me crazy!"

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The morning update is over.