Wu Youlin took out a few books from the bookcase and read them casually, then put them back in a lack of interest and closed the bookcase, "This kid is still so boring, and you can read philosophy!"

As he muttered, he walked to the desk again, picked up a pen, and played in his hand. When he heard his cousin's voice behind him, just a wooden board across the desk, Wu Xuewei's heart was almost out of her throat.

I secretly prayed in my heart that my cousin should not sit on the office chair!

God seemed to have not heard her prayer. Wu Youlin played with the pen for a while, then spared the desk and wanted to sit in Feng Churui's chair. Wu Xuewei had already closed her eyes tightly and was ready to die.

Click—

Feng Churui pushed the door and came in. Wu Youlinton stopped and looked back at him: "Arui, have you finished the meeting?"

Feng Churui's eyes stopped at the desk, then chuckled, walked over a few big striking steps, walked around him and sat on the chair of the big class. When he sat down, his eyes did not dare to lower his eyes, fearing that Wu Youlin would find something.

"Why, are you interested in my office?" Feng Churui said half-jokingly, then opened the official documents on the desktop and planned to work.

Wu Youlin was shocked and simply sat on the corner of his table, "Aren't you? It's already noon, you still watch it, do you have to work so hard!"

Feng Churui calmly moved the chair into it a little, and then casually said: "The public servants of the people will naturally serve the people."

After Wu Xuewei sat down, she felt safe. His long legs came in and completely covered her. She secretly exhaled, pulled his trouser legs, and signaled him to get her cousin away quickly.

She squatted for so long, and her hands and feet began to feel numb and felt very uncomfortable.

"By the way, have you had lunch?" Feng Churui seemed to remember that it was noon and asked this question.

Wu Youlin slapped his desk with a palm, which scared Wu Xuewei and subconsciously grabbed Feng Churui's leg for protection.

Something happened when he caught him, and he caught his thigh...

Feng Churui exhales quietly. Wu Youlin didn't notice his abnormality and continued, "I thought you kid didn't know how to take the initiative to invite him to dinner! Since it's all this, why are you waiting for? Go to dinner!"

Feng Churui pondered for a moment, "You go out first. I have a document that needs to be approved urgently. I will come after signing it."

Wu Youlin walked out: "Then you move more quickly."

As soon as the office door was closed, Feng Churui slid the chair back for a distance, and Wu Xuewei slowly crawled out and leaned on his lap to breathe: "I finally left..."

Feng Churui's eyes were well versed in his eyes. He picked her up and sat on his legs, held the back of her head with his big palm, and kissed her with a thin and cold lips.

He kissed a little fiercely, as if he was venting something.

Wu Xuewei passively let her take her breath, slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, and moaned softly as he kissed her deeper.

After a long time, Feng Churui let go of her panting. He himself had a heavy breath and lost the peace of the past.

Rubbing her waist that was not full of grip, his voice was hoarse: "You were lighting the fire just now. Do you know that you can't touch the man's place at will."

Wu Xuewei was so aggrieved that he was blaming her. Is he blaming her?

"I didn't mean it."

"It's because you didn't mean it, so you got even more angry."
Chapter completed!