Good Morning, Mr. President!

Watching intently, on the shoulder, suddenly heavy. A warm little head suddenly pillowed him.

He glanced slightly.

You can smell a scent even across a thin blanket. The scent made him look softer.

That little thing also smells like this ...

The girl around was clearly asleep, and there was a shallow breathing sound across the blanket. Tang Jifeng groaned for a moment, and patted the other's shoulder gently. The other party didn't seem to be awake. In the end, he had to give up and let her lean on.

I read that the fragrance on her body can make him bear it.

Tang Jifeng continued to look at the documents. For a moment, he had ignored the weight on his shoulders. However, the woman on Nai was so restless, and after a while his head, wrapped in a blanket, froze around his neck. Frowning, a little impatient, reaching out to wake her up again. However, in the dark, a tiny white hand extended from under the blanket and slid onto his leg.

He frowned even deeper.

Look down, look, and fall on that pale finger. Raised his hand and clasped that hand. In the palm of the hand, the woman's hand was soft as if it had no bones. Skin is delicate and feels like satin.

He was about to shake off the movement of that hand and paused slightly.

This touch ...

He can never go wrong.

That is the pause of this second, the opponent's hand has slipped out of his fingers. Following the lines on the inside of his suit pants, he boldly and temptingly slid up.

This means that it can't be more obvious.

Tang Jifeng's eyes darkened a lot. However, no attempt was made to prevent the opponent from doing more.

The other's finger is naughty up again. Through the layers of cloth, I touched a group of fiery heat that was unique to a man. The delicate fingertips shuddered, and even the breathing sound of the girl's slightly heavier and messier breath was heard. Tang Jifeng picked his lips, and there were a few more flames under his eyes. He meaningfully condense the small group that always wrapped himself tightly.

He looks forward to more ...

However, the little hand was obviously 'frightened', and some wanted to flinch.

When Tang Jifeng saw this, she clasped her hand and stung back.

"Is not fun?"

Tang Jifeng asked lowly. In those three words, some ambiguous jokes.

The people around seemed to want to make a sound, but the lips just opened, no sound came out, and they went back again. The smile on Tang Jifeng's face was deeper, with a seductive evil charm in his dumb voice, as if it was a confusing goblin, "I'm here, I can run without playing half ..."

His voice was so low that only two of them could hear in such a quiet cabin.

The other party still had no voice, but struggled hard to pull out his own hand. She just wanted to make fun of him, it was enough.

When she struggled, with a little effort, Tang Jifeng suddenly let go. The people around them immediately shrank into a corner, holding the blanket pretending to continue to sleep. Tang Jifeng snapped the computer cover and pushed it aside. The next moment, with his long arms wrapped around, it was easy for someone wrapped in a ball around him to hold it, directly to his lap.

"!" With this hug, the woman seemed very angry, holding her fist in anger and kicking her little foot.

Tang Jifeng clasped her hands, cut back behind her, and whispered, "Have you ever heard of courtesy?"

"?"

"Now that you touched me, now ... it's time for me to touch it back." Every word of him was filled with evil spirit. "Where did you touch me just now? Right, here ..."

He reached into the thin blanket with his palm, and his fingers touched the inside of the delicate and smooth thigh directly from her skirt with great accuracy. He felt the tension and trembling of the other side, and his face was even worse. "Afraid? Just took my advantage. Wasn't he brave when he was there? "

"Guy, relax ... I'll make you unthinkable ..."

He coaxed, and his long fingers approached deeper.

The people who are struggling have become more intense. She managed to free one hand from his one hand, struggling to pull off the blanket covering her head.

That little face that Tang Jifeng couldn't understand was exposed.

but……

With tears in her eyes.

Grievance.

Disappointed.

Sad.

And very, very angry. She glared at him with a tearful accusation, "Tang Jifeng, you are a big jerk!"

She was so angry that her voice didn't go down at all. This scolding didn't feel enough to deflate, and she smashed the blanket on her body and smashed into his face, "Asshole! Stud! Horse! As long as a woman seduce you, you will be hooked!"

The person who continued to sleep with two scoldings also woke up.

Fortunately, however, all are employees of Tang Jifeng. Everyone looked at them. In the dark space, it was faintly identifiable that it was Ye Lan who was sitting on Tang Jifeng's lap at this moment. Everyone came to an extreme and was thinking whether to say hello to Ye Lan.

Mo Tian coughed. "Everyone keeps resting. After getting off the plane, it is a high-intensity job. All of them must be energy-saving."

Mo Tian was not surprised at Ye Lan's sudden appearance. Because he had known that she was lurking on the plane in advance. She asked him to book the ticket.

just……

Unexpectedly, when two people got on the plane, Mr. Tang could even make Miss Ye cry.

Ye Lan was so uncomfortable and dead, he had broken away from his leg and shrank aside. She doesn't want to talk to Tang Jifeng, a nasty ghost who can only think with her lower body! Obviously a stranger he didn't know, he was willing not only to let people touch him, but also to touch him casually. Ye Lan was dying in his heart.

Tang Jifeng leaned slightly and leaned over.

Ye Lan pushed him angrily, "Don't come near me."

Talking, tears fell down.

Tang Jifeng had no idea that she would react like this. Feeling distressed and distressed. Long arms crossed and hugged her to her lap.

Ye Lan didn't struggle anymore, just a pair of tearful eyes staring at him. It seemed that the more he wanted to get angry, leaning down and biting his neck. The bite wasn't too light, Tang Jifeng took a pain and groaned, and didn't push her away, just let her go wild.

"Did you lose your breath?"

He waited until she lifted her head from his neck.

"No! Not at all!" She felt heartbroken. He was just playing with his mentality, and as a result ...

"Then tell me, what are you mad at?" Tang Jifeng pinched her chin, making her tearful eyes face her own eyes, "I was just mad ..."

I was afraid that someone else would listen to the word ‘touch you’. Tang Jifeng did n’t mention it, but sighed. The tone was coquettish, “I apologize to you. Okay?”