Chapter 343: : Tonight, tonight (1)

"Zuo Hancheng, this is your office, you can't...can't..."
Before he finished speaking, he bowed his head and kissed his lips suddenly.
She opened her eyes sharply, a pair of eyes circling roundly, looking around, watching the corners of her eyes sweeping across the covered windows of the office.
She didn't dare to make a sound at all, but Zuo Hancheng was obviously right. She didn't dare to make a sound now. When she was about to stand up, not only did not stop her, but instead just grabbed her waist and stood up. .
As a result, Anhao stood up, but it was in his arms.
No, it was in his arms!
She was hugged directly by him, and even pushed forward directly by him, she leaned directly on the desk behind her.
Anhao was affected by the extremely ambiguous atmosphere, even the frequency of breathing has changed. The whole person is nervous and inexplicably extremely sensitive because of his kiss and gentle touch of his hand on the waist. And the whole body seemed to be crunchy and numb.
Suddenly, she felt the obvious changes in Zuo Hancheng's body close to her, and she was immediately sure that he was planning to come for real! Really want to come! ! !
"You... don't come here!" She glared at him with a blushing face, and leaned back, almost half leaning back on the desk: "This...this is your office, left Hancheng, your hobby is too..."
However, before her words fell, Zuo Hancheng had already pressed people directly-on the desk, her waist was half leaning here, but now she was pressed by him, completely losing her center of gravity and suddenly lying on the table. on. With her eyes widened, she looked at his face that was getting closer and downward, closing her eyes and shouting in a low voice, "This is where you work! Bird-beast, you!"
"What does it matter if it's where I work?" Zuo Hancheng's smile turned out to be a bit wicked-evil, holding her slender waist that could no longer support her upright, just when she was about to speak. Kiss her lips.
Anhao's "Uh" resistance-before the resistance came out, the person was firmly crushed by Zuo Hancheng-on the desk, and accompanied by several folders on the desk being touched by her hand to the ground the sound of.
I don’t know if it’s because of the environment, I’m so sensitive, feeling terribly sensitive, just being so entangled and deeply kissed by him, but his hand is touching her body, she’s already I can't tremble, I feel like I'm going to be completely burnt.
Occasionally there was the sound of someone walking by outside the door, and Anhao was even more tight-tight. Whenever a sound approached, she would stare at the man on her with rounded eyes until Zuo Hancheng suddenly helped her up. He just thought he was going to let him go, but he suddenly hugged her up, so scared that she quickly instinctively hugged his neck and gave a low cry, but he swallowed it halfway through the voice.
The feeling that the whole person seems to be soaked in honey almost swells her. Although this is his office, it is also his own space. Under this office, the place where they stepped on is his world. .
Anhao was nervous when he leaned on the desk, but he was picked up like this, although his feet did not step on the ground, but he was completely hugged in his arms like this, enough to feel like he was about to float Up.
Suddenly someone approached outside at the same time, and at the same time stopped the sound of footsteps, Anhao was tense all over, but the person was pressed by Zuo Hancheng into the sofa, and as his kiss became deeper and deeper, as The buttons on the front of her chest were unbuttoned one by one, and she hurriedly said in a low voice, "Outside...someone..."
However, as soon as her voice fell, the people outside didn't know if she heard it or noticed something. She only stayed for three or four seconds and then suddenly left.
Hearing the sound of footsteps did not sound like high heels, and the pace was fast, it is probably either Mo Bai or Wenner.
Anhao’s face was almost red to the roots of his ears, and his hands began to squirm back and forth on Zuo Hancheng’s shirt buttons dishonestly, until he raised his hand and pulled her hand down and pressed it firmly. On both sides of her body, she reflexively wanted to sit up, but just after moving her body, he directly bit her lips with an ambiguous bit.
Although it was not very painful, she glared at him: "What are you doing while biting me?"
"When will you not be easily attracted by others, eh?" Zuo Hancheng did not press her again, but hugged her on his lap, leaning her back in his arms, with a hoarse voice. She whispered in her ears, while holding her waist, a gentle kiss-pass with her lips rolling down her neck.
The whole body that Anhao was kissed by him was already crumbly-soft enough to be unspeakable, he quickly turned his head to look at him: "You asked Winner to do the Gu Shishi thing?"
Zuo Hancheng didn't answer. Obviously Gu's affairs were not within the scope of his continued consideration, and it was not worth delaying every moment between him and her.
He stroked her shoulder and never answered, only sealed her mouth with a kiss.
An Hao's heart was as if she had been pouring honey. His non-response meant that this matter was indeed what he had liked, even if he just "randomly" mentioned to Winner, Winner again "randomly" "Said some news to a friend who has been in contact with the , and it is indeed the case.
Why didn't she know that her husband is so easy to use?
It seems that if she wants to go to the house any day, he can help her build a few ladders.
An Hao suddenly raised his hand and took the initiative to hug his neck, put his face into his neck, and said in a coquettish tone: "If I met you five years ago, that would be great."
Zuo Hancheng hummed and patted her head: "Five years ago? Do you really want me to become a mature adult?"
Anhao's mouth twitched: "Why do you, who are usually so serious and serious, become so serious when you come to me? I'm just making an analogy. What does it have to do with age?"
"If I met you in a bar five years ago, I would definitely throw you to the police station instead of the hotel." Zuo Hancheng smiled and kissed her hair: "I regret not being involved in you. For the past twenty years, we are thankful that we have each other at this moment."
In the face of Zuo Hancheng’s uncomplicated words of love, I love you, the smile on Anhao’s face opened: "I don’t want you to see my runny nose when I was a kid, ugly. Up."
"Do you think you haven't runny nose in front of me?" Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows with a meaningful expression on his face.
Anhao suddenly widened her eyes in surprise: "When?"
Zuo Hancheng just smiled and did not answer.
He gently stroked her head, and kissed and passed her neck, irritating her all over her body, a soft, dumb voice sounded in her ears: "I will not work overtime tonight. Go home together at night, eh?"