The Boss is Very Busy

MuMian Fu Fu: "This is your current compilation, right?"

There was a rustle through the earphones, and then the gentle voice of the teenager was heard again.

"Mianmian is so smart."

MuMian sighed, the sweet stories before going to bed were almost turned into a little yellow book by him.

It's a sin.

"I'm asleep, stop talking!"

The girl made a grumpy voice, she lay on the pillow sullenly, closed her eyes, and prepared to calm down and sleep.

"Okay, go to sleep."

Lin Xinghe curled her beautiful lips, and her eyes under the messy hair looked at the ceiling blankly, but in a trance.

Listening to the breathing sound from the earphones, my mood reached unprecedented satisfaction.

Soon, the breathing became long and even, and Lin Xinghe knew that she was asleep.

In an instant, the boy's breathing became lighter.

He quietly listened to the small breathing in the earphones, as if the whole world had stopped, only her was left.

The boy's voice was extremely soft.

"I just want to drink water with you, eat together, sleep together, read books together, study together, write together, and everything together."

"Promise me, okay?"

What responded to him was the sound of An Ran's even breathing. Compared with the quiet environment, the boy's mood at night was not quiet at all.

Vague restlessness.

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Time soon came before the college entrance examination, and the third year students were nervous in their studies and hardly had time to breathe.

Every day at noon, the teenagers are immobile to deliver meals, which can be regarded as an encouragement of love.

MuMian, the prospective candidate, is the first homework to write in advance after school every day.

At this time, the clean and beautiful young man will stand by.

He was holding the red apple with his fingertips, and holding the silver fruit knife with his well-knotted fingers. The sharp blade easily hung the pulp down and dropped it into the translucent white porcelain bowl.

Lin Xinghe pushed the bowl in front of the girl with fingers that were a bit more sparkling than the white porcelain bowl.

He dropped his long eyelashes, slightly covering the strange brightness in his dark eyes.

"Take a break and eat something first."

MuMian put down the pen obediently.

She crooked her sore neck and let out a crisp bone noise from her white and slender neck.

The girl hadn't moved, her neck was held by a pair of cool and soft fingers, and the cool touch was like an electric current from her sensitive skin to the bottom of her heart.

Fingers with distinct joints pressed against the neck and massaged gently and slowly.

The teenager behind him approached.

Even breath was sprayed onto the delicate skin, sweeping out an itch, MuMian couldn't help shrinking his neck.

The young man made a mistake. He raised his eyes, his deep and dark pupils were bright in color, but at this time he became a little nervous.

"Do I hurt?"

MuMian shook his head subconsciously, but forgot that the boy's fingertips were supporting her delicate and thin neck.

Lin Xinghe's strength was reduced a bit, and his movements became more gentle and gentle.

The boy's crystal-clear and beautiful eyes were lowered, his eyes touched the line of the neck that was as luminous as jade, and the beautiful and graceful swan neck curve extended to the pure white collar.

The young man whose eyes were suddenly darkened stared at him quietly. Between the wings of his nose was the light fragrance from the girl's body, and he tightly tightened his thin lips silently.

The fingertips didn't stop, but the body was already approaching unconsciously.

The distance between the two people is close, and the situation at this moment seems to be that the teenager is close to the girl who does not know.

The massaging fingers stopped, and he slowly moved down.

MuMian couldn't help being clever and immediately awake.

"I still have no homework to write!"