The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

"Jiang Teng is alone and unable to support himself. Although you have the man-eating flower as your trump card, you are more proficient in arresting people."

She stretched out her hand, lightly pressing the artery in the man's neck with her pale knuckles, and said slowly, "Am I right, Qin Sili?"

The fingertips were cold, and the warm blood flowing in the veins warmed her knuckles; the hot temperature seemed to be magical, flowing along the veins all the way to her heart.

Old friends, old acquaintances?Or... an old love?
——she did find out.

As the actual person in charge of the Seventh District, Professor Hua Wei with his hands and eyes, it is not difficult to get his status in the capital.

"Professor Hua is really well-informed."

The curved curve of the lips was still warm, without the hostility that should be felt after being exposed.

Qin Sili raised his hand and held Hua Wei's cool palm against his artery, making it a little closer: "Listen, it's beating for you."

The gurgling blood flows where the fingertips fall, and the beating of the pulse follows the frequency of the heart, and the rhythm is repeated again and again.

The scorching heat scorched her wrists, Hua Wei's clenched hands froze suddenly, her eyes met, her heart was filled with bottomless feelings, her heart seemed to miss a beat.

She leaned forward slightly, staring at Qin Sili's eyes, her lips slightly parted, and her knuckles moved slightly: "Aren't you afraid that if I swipe lightly, you will die on the spot?"

As these words fell, there was a bit of charming breath in the air.

The slight itching on the neck seemed to brush over the heart, causing tremors.

Qin Sili suddenly clenched her slender wrist bones, and slammed her forward, suppressing her whole body in the cramped computer chair.

His figure covered most of the light, and under the cover, Hua Wei's delicate eyebrows and eyes were slightly weak and pale.

He brushed up his disheveled forehead hair, propped his left hand on the back of the chair, and firmly trapped Hua Wei in front of him.

"Four years ago, this life already belonged to you." With a deep tone, Qin Sili hoarse his voice slightly, and he stared devoutly at Hua Wei in his arms with deep eyes: "If you want more, I will is allowed."

More?

Hua Wei raised her eyes and slowly looked down from Qin Sili's awe-inspiring eyebrows, her eyes froze slightly on the sharp chin, and then her eyes flickered and fell on Qin Sili's neck.

"I have an unkind request."

The room was silent, and the cold tone was very clear at this moment.

"No need." Before Hua Wei could say anything, Qin Sili's voice was slightly hoarse, and he stared at her with burning eyes, "I agree."

The lights and shadows in the room were dim, adding a somewhat inexplicable and different atmosphere for no reason.

Hua Wei, who was carefully observing the human structure, didn't notice Qin Sili's tightly suppressed emotions at all. She slowly reached out and touched the spike on the skin, "So it's this kind of touch."

As if she still didn't feel it enough, she squeezed a little harder, and after feeling it carefully, she put down her hand with a little understanding.

"Thank you Mr. Qin for your cooperation." She bent her lips, and her eyes filled with joy: "You have provided a small step of support for the development of humanoid robots."

The metacarpals were exerting force, and the arm resting on the back of the chair above her head had bruised veins. Being so teased, the protagonist didn't even notice the slightest sign; He stared at Hua Wei below him for a moment, like a wolf staring at his prey.

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Hua Wei secretly placed his left hand in front of Qin Sili's abdomen, waiting for him to move slightly before making a quick move.

But in the next second, she was stunned.