Female CEO's personal driver

The moment he looked back, Li Wenlong saw a scene that made him dizzy.

Their present posture is one high and one low. The scenery of a certain place of Lin Xuemei's body is all included in Li Wenlong's vision. She has something to see in her eyes, something to touch in her hands, and something to think in her heart. Li Wenlong is a little floating and doesn't know why. The two hands holding her ankles caress her involuntarily.

Lin Xuemei was acutely aware of the abnormality, gently pulled her foot on Li Wenlong's leg, and coughed gently to attract Li Wenlong's attention.

Hearing Lin Xuemei's two deep coughs, Li Wenlong immediately woke up. He almost became a hypocrite who took the opportunity to wipe off the oil just now. He quickly closed his mind and checked it carefully.

"President Lin, you just sprained carelessly, and nothing will happen." although the actual situation is more serious than this, Li Wenlong doesn't want Lin Xuemei to worry too much.

"Really? Why do I feel so painful? " Lin Xuemei has some doubts about Li Wenlong's strength.

"It's just a little sprained. It's not in the way." Li Wenlong gently rubbed Lin Xuemei's injury and talked to divert Lin Xuemei's attention. "President Lin, how much did you buy this house?"

"It took... Ah!" Just said a few words, but there was a violent pain on her ankle. In an instinctive reaction, Lin Xuemei raised her other foot and kicked Li Wenlong.

As soon as he dodged, Li Wenlong kissed the back of his head on the floor.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to." Lin Xuemei exclaimed and got up to pull Li Wenlong up, but she didn't expect that her other one was still curled up on the sofa. One was unstable, and her whole body rushed into Li Wenlong's arms.

At the moment when the back of his head touched the ground, Li Wenlong just whispered a little back. He didn't expect that soft fragrance was in his arms next. However, the price of soft fragrance was too big. In a surprise, Lin Xuemei bowed her head and bit Li Wenlong's neck.

At the moment when Lin Xuemei bowed her head, Li Wenlong thought his spring was coming. He didn't know that it was completely whimsical and instinctive until the pain came from his neck. Li Wenlong held his hands tighter.

"Enough, don't let go" Lin Xuemei's cold hum completely woke Li Wenlong.

Hurriedly loosen the hand holding Lin Xuemei: "Lin... President Lin, I didn't mean it."

Struggling to fight, Lin Xuemei stroked her hair in front of her forehead, looked between Li Wenlong's legs, raised her right foot and stepped on it