"open."
A gloom passed over Qiao Mo's cold face.
He calmly grabbed Su Qing's wrist and tried to pull her off him.
"Don't let go..."
However, Su Qing was not afraid of Qiao Mohan's cold and terrifying look. When she came here, she guessed that based on her understanding of Qiao Mohan, he would not easily accept her.
But this time, nothing could separate them.
“Don’t let go, don’t let go, don’t let go…”
Although she is a mother of two children, Su Qing acts like a girl in her early twenties when she acts like a naughty girl or a spoiled child.
Qiao Mohan grabbed his left hand and pulled it up with his right hand.
Two long, soft legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, like an octopus, hanging on him and unable to get down.
"Su Qing... I told you to get out." Compared to Su Qing's softness and rogueness, Qiao Mohan's aura was frighteningly cold.
He frowned and held both of Su Qing's hands.
This time, he forcibly pulled Su Qing's hands off his shoulders.
As a result, even Su Qing's delicate body pressed against his chest was pulled away by him.
His hands were torn apart by Qiao Mohan, leaving only his legs.
Su Qing wrapped her long, white legs tightly around his waist and refused to let go.
A hint of disgust flashed across Qiao Mohan's hollow black eyes: "Su Qing, let me go... I told you I don't want you, but you still want to throw yourself at me. Why, are you really that cheap, huh?"
The man's voice was cold and ruthless, and he was not hesitant to use the most vicious words to make Su Qing give up.
If it were in the past, Su Qing, who was also proud, would definitely be hurt by Qiao Mohan’s words.
But in this dark, enclosed study room without lights on.
She just felt a little sad.
It was not because of my own bitterness and grievance, but for Qiao Mohan.
Qiao Mohan, such a proud and high-spirited man, can only stay in this cramped and dark study, driving away all the concern for him in this way.
Su Qing had already adapted to the light here, so she naturally noticed Qiao Mo's cold and calm eyes.
The phoenix eyes that once flew freely and captivated everyone are now empty and lifeless.
Seeing him coldly and cruelly forcing her to leave, Su Qing made up her mind. She struggled hard to break free from Qiao Mohan's hand and pressed her whole soft body against his hard and broad chest.
"No, no, no, no, if you say I'm sticking to you, then I am sticking to you. If you say I'm a slut, then I won't leave... Qiao Mohan, let me tell you, I, Su Qing, will definitely rely on you for the rest of my life. Why should I leave just because you want me to... I won't, I will cling to you, I will definitely cling to you!"
After saying this, Su Qing was afraid that Qiao Mohan would pull her hand away again.
This time she didn't hug him. She simply clamped her legs together, grabbed his collar with both hands, and pulled his face down.
When the man lowered his head, Su Qing kissed him without hesitation.
This time, it wasn't a superficial kiss like before, just rubbing the outside of his thin lips.
This time, Su Qing took the initiative to stick out her small tongue and rubbed it against the man's tightly pursed thin lips, exploring.
Even though Qiao Mohan was totally uncooperative and her slightly cold thin lips remained tightly closed, she did not give up.
Su Qing's clever little tongue explored and turned little by little outside the man's perfect lips.
She painted his sexy thin lips with an almost worshipful feeling.
She kissed him gently on the lips, letting her playful tongue roam between his lips and teeth.
Until I felt Qiao Mohan's cold and indifferent aura gradually getting heavier.
The moment the man took his next breath, Su Qing bit his lower lip hard and uttered a whimper: "Hubby... don't chase me away, okay?"
Next chapter before 18:45 (to be continued)