You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!An Guo writhed in his mind for the opening remarks, embarrassment hung on the white goose egg face.
Her eyes rolled and turned, and the embarrassment became more prominent as time passed.
Finally she couldn't stand it anymore, she swept across the desk and the floor, and finally swept towards the nice jaw line behind the man's coffee cup, and a little smile on the corner of her mouth: "Hehe, it's okay, just come over and thank you again. Dr. Wen, my friend was able to escape the danger of life not only because you performed the knife yourself, but also because you gave you instructions on the phone when the incident occurred. You are very good."
One bite for you.
Hearing that man's pure and moist eyebrows wrinkled in waves.
Her thin lips pursed, as if she didn't intend to speak.
An Guo shook his hand, "Then Dr. Wen, please rest."
Nothing happened either.
She turned halfway around, remembering something, bit her lip and stopped, forget it, thank you once, so as not to have to talk to him privately.
"That... By the way, Dr. Wen, you were talking to An Xue in the courtyard of the Anjia mansion last night. I accidentally heard it when I passed by. You know about Zhang Lizhen’s baby... I thought no one knew, really Thank you very much for your careful observation and rehabilitating me. Now the little baby is in very good condition. I asked that the mother and daughter will be discharged from the hospital in about a week..."
"I didn't vindicate you."
This person speaks, his tone is cold and alienated, drinking hot coffee has not been able to moisten his cold voice.
Anguo's back was stiff-to death in embarrassment.
It's just polite.
Is this guy inaudible or has he reached a certain level?
He heard him widowly say: "I don't know the fruits of my labor to defend, and it deserves it. I am dissatisfied with An Xue's use of the sick person to propose it to her, don't get me wrong."
A wave of arrogance and coldness cut the distance.
An Guo was embarrassed and angry for a while, as if he thanked someone from his sincerity, but didn't take that person seriously, with a hint of ridicule.
This kind of aristocratic elder brother really pretends to be lofty, and if you give him a favor, he really treats himself as a big dish.
An Guo's small fist loosened, and then he smiled suddenly: "Doctor Wen was joking, what can I misunderstand? Your hand can only touch a woman's breast. What can you think about a woman? It's not possible."
She has a mischievous tone, which seems to be an innocent joke.
After finishing talking, he will leave as soon as he lifts his thin legs.
Suddenly, she was standing across a long piece of glass, and her wrist was grasped by the man's big cold and dry hands.
An Guo was slightly frightened, and the man's two slender fingers were pressed on the veins of her wrist, and her body immediately rushed through with a tingling sensation.
Warm, like that casual tease, his fingers were rubbing, only two strokes.
Anguo was ashamed and angry, and turned his head. The man was sitting on the sofa with his long legs down, the coffee cup down, and he was getting up.
She pursed her pink lips and threw her little hand away.
How can I break free.
The man's two fingers didn't use force at all, he was so gentle and clear.
But he is also a real man.
Anguo's face was hot, and his pale complexion became more and more faint, because he quickly got up and forced him towards her.
The tall body has long been shadowed and forced her all the way to the edge of the desk.
Her hips were against the table, a thin and tough waist, and the warm, yet full of strength, chest that had been pressed by the man scorched backwards.
It's like lowering the waist.
She stared in surprise, her breath uneven.
When he collided with two eyes of deep ink like Hong, the man's slightly squinted eyes became more and more like the peach blossom, long and narrow, and warm and mellow like water, but they were dangerous and compelling.
He breathed evenly, his breath was clean and smelled like a death.
His arms slid on her side, and his elbows were rubbing the waist of her clothes, not knowing whether it was intentional or what.
The man leaned down slowly, his long black hair rippling sharply, covering part of the dark pupils, and his lips curled up and smiled vaguely.
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An Guo held his breath.
The thin lips are just one centimeter of her lips--
"You know, do I have that function?"
An Guo was unexpected because of his series of actions.
I didn't expect him to have such a frivolous, girlish side.
Really never thought of it.
His image is too clean and upright because of the temperament that the doctor and his own bones reveal.
In his arms, in the arms of a man who was extremely clean and could hear a steady heartbeat, her head was not so good.
Listening to his thin lips at the moment, he was a little deep, a little frivolous, a little lazy and unruly.
He also squinted his eyes. Under the light, the ink-colored pupils were as deep and shallow as swirling, charming, but dangerous, unconsciously sharp and full of the taste of mature men.
She was flushed and trembling, too close to the man's two thin lips, her lips.
Therefore, the waist has to be kept back with its own strength, and it is inevitable to shake it slightly.
The man's arm resting on her waist was so clean that his skin was fair and light blue blood vessels could be seen.
But it is so powerful, I don't know when it has helped her back and stabilized her.
An Guo's mind turned abruptly, and when she raised her eyes, a shadow fell from her pupils.
The man's breath sprayed on her lips.
She murmured, then bit her lip, and looked away anxiously.
His lips fell on her hot cheeks, and the corners of his mouth seemed to touch her.
An Guo's brain buzzed. She had tasted this clean and good-smelling male/color. It was too hard to refuse. She blushed terribly: "Doctor Wen!"
What is he doing?
The woman's cheeks are soft and fragrant.
The touch is exactly the same as when you look at it.
The man's thin lips were slightly pursed, his brows furrowed, and there was a momentary fragment in his mind when he touched her cheek, as if fireworks had fallen.
He shifted his thin lips, breathing heavily, and closed his eyes.
He didn't know what he was doing.
All actions are based on instinct.
After living for thirty-four years, at roughly twenty-six or seventeen years old, he has mature self-control.
This kind of control makes him very indifferent, he is not happy or sad, and his emotions are self-relieving, so he rarely shows aggression. Therefore, from the outside, he has a very good personality.
The heart is strong enough to show a kind of compassionate gentleness to the life around him.
Now, in front of this woman, he broke his work.
She had a bad mood suddenly because of her unusual male friend, but now she is teased again.
Wen Jinhuai has never been naive to defend himself in dignity.
At this moment, he was right in his naive arms.
In the bones, I just want this arrogant woman to know whether he can do it or not.
Her response, undeniable, greatly satisfied his provocation.
The woman in her arms panicked and eager to escape.
He had a bad mind and stared at her quietly: "What are you hiding?"
An Guo's face was flushed, and he still had a face so calmly asking her what to hide!
He should know if he can't understand how men and women are taught!
An Guo pursed the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, unable to speak, breathing hard, and his mind dull.