MTL - 1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract-Chapter 105 .Makeover (4)

  In it, some confidential documents of the company are stored. In normal times, not to mention her, even Cheng Yaoyun is not allowed to use it.

  Mu Qingyu didn't know this level, she thought that the secretary would help the boss enter computer files, so she immediately agreed.

   Walked to the desk, but it was difficult.

  This desk has only his seat. Where should she sit if she is entering?

  Leng Yunlin seemed to see her embarrassment, and immediately said, "Come here."

  Because of the previous experience, Mu Qingyu saw that Leng Yunlin didn't intend to move his nest, and soon realized that what he meant was to sit on him.

  Mu Qingyu had nothing to say, and asked tentatively: "Then Yunlin, I—"

   Before he finished speaking, he pulled her onto his lap.

  Mu Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, she fell into his broad embrace, his long legs were strong and strong, carrying her, the vest was pressed against his flat chest, and the heart was inside, beating vigorously.

   "I'll give you half an hour to enter this document!" He gently wrapped his arms around her waist, and searched for her fragrant and soft earlobes.

   "Hmm—" She nodded, maybe she had been teased by him every day a few days ago, and she was used to his touch. The man's body was hard and warm, like a wonderful plaster statue.

  Taking a deep breath, she stopped thinking about messy things. She opened the document in front of her and entered it word by word.

  Time, in the sound of her crisp fingertips tapping the keyboard, passed quickly. He turned his head and looked at her slightly frowned with serious eyes. Fingertips, like light butterflies, fluttered among the flowers, and quickly entered a document into the computer.

  Her typing speed is extremely fast. This document is not long, that is, about 1,500 words, and she completed it in less than 20 minutes. Just as she was about to proofread, suddenly, she felt his big hand slowly move up from her slender waist. The rhythm is slow, as if just looking for the most comfortable place.

   Soon, he found the place he was most satisfied with—her heart, sunken in his wide palm, gently kneading it through the clothes.

   Before she could ignore his big hands that made trouble, his lips moved from her earlobe to her slender neck. Like a small animal, curiously sticking out her little tongue, licking lightly on her light blue blood vessels.

   "Hiss—" She was a little ticklish, couldn't help shivering all over, turned her head, and asked doubtfully, "Yunlin?"

  He suddenly blocked her lips, hugged her other hand, and suddenly pulled her back forcefully—

  She could clearly feel that there was a hard object under her body, like bamboo shoots sprouting from the ground after the rain, and she couldn't wait to experience the sunshine and the earth.

   "There's still work to be done—"

  She was a little embarrassed. Although it was the first time he was pushed on the desk viciously, she clearly felt that there was a blurred light in Leng Yunlin's eyes at this moment, like a wolf.

   Leaning very close, his breath sprayed on her face, hot, as if carrying the refreshing fragrance of jasmine. His eyes, like obsidian, were pure black and seemed to be rippling with luster. The tall and straight nose has the most proud lines, like a treasure carefully crafted by a master artist.