With a hidden agenda in mind, Mo Fei especially went to deliver food to Qian Yikun in the afternoon.
Qian Yikun’s hair stood on ends the moment he saw Mo Fei entering the police station. He would rather this woman not come. When she did, it probably meant bad news.
“Hey, don’t be so nervous. I’m really just here to deliver food to you.” Mo Fei smiled like a little vixen and opened the lunch box with a sincere expression on her face.
Qian Yikun leaned back in his chair and looked at the woman opposite him with a frown. “I’m telling you, you’ve straightened out all the tricks stored in that stomach of yours.”
Mo Fei rolled her eyes and sat on Qian Yikun’s lap. “I promise I won’t break any laws.”
Qian Yikun leaned back again and instinctively reached out to restrain her waist. This woman had indeed come prepared.
Mo Fei lifted the plate in the lunch box with one hand and picked up the pastries inside. She placed them on Qian Yikun’s lips and fed him. “They’re really delicious. I only brought them for you after I ate them.”
“When you said you won’t break the law, do they refer to international laws, or is it your laws?” Qian Yikun was not fooled.
“Jailer.” Mo Fei secretly rolled her eyes and stuffed the pastry into her mouth. Then, she hugged Qian Yikun’s neck and pushed the pastry into his mouth.
Qian Yikun, “…”
The sweetness of the pastry tinged with the fragrance of her lips filled his mouth cavity at the same time.
This woman was really…
Lately, seduction seemed to have become Mo Fei’s most common tactic.
That was because she knew that Qian Yikun was like a jailor to her—the real kind of jailor.
One piece of pastry; two people.
Mo Fei pecked him on the lips again and again. “That old woman scolded me and said that I’m an imposter.”
“Respect your elders.” Qian Yikun remained unmoved.
“Pfft! How can someone like her deserve respect? She’s willing to suck her own son’s blood. Does she have any shame?” Mo Fei was furious. In her fury, she started to shuffle off Qian Yikun’s body.
Qian Yikun held her waist and did not let her have her way. He kissed her on the lips and said in a low voice, “But she has another son.”
A thought flashed across Mo Fei’s mind.
Therefore… Qian Yikun meant that she might not be able to beat up that old thing, but she could beat up her uncle?
However, Qian Yikun did not give Mo Fei the time to verify whether he meant what he said before pinning her down on the office table.
“Don’t wear jeans anymore.”
They were not easy to take off at all!
“No!”
She reserved her freedom to wear whatever she wanted.
The rays from the setting sun filtered through the window and landed on the office desk. It was the first day of the Lunar New Year and everyone was busy with the celebration. There did not seem to be any criminal cases that required them to take immediate action. Therefore, other than a few others on duty on the first and second floor, Qian Yikun had the entire third floor to himself.
Qian Yikun was not worried that the office door was not locked.
Qian Yikun knew very well why Mo Fei came to see him. Since he could not object to it, it would not be too much of him to ask for some toll fees.
In this kind of matter, the two of them had always been compatible. Mo Fei was not a coy woman either. Sometimes, she would take more initiative than Qian Yikun.
“You mustn’t be too ruthless.” Qian Yikun stood in front of the office desk. He held her waist with both hands, but his lips landed on her collarbone surrounded by her disheveled shirt. He left a bite mark on her collarbone.
Mo Fei let out a moan of pleasure as she wrapped her arms around his neck. There was a seductive, vixen-like look in her eyes that only Qian Yikun could give her.
It was still early to get married, but she would not let go of anything that she considered was her right to take.
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With a hidden agenda in mind, Mo Fei especially went to deliver food to Qian Yikun in the afternoon.
Qian Yikun’s hair stood on ends the moment he saw Mo Fei entering the police station. He would rather this woman not come. When she did, it probably meant bad news.
“Hey, don’t be so nervous. I’m really just here to deliver food to you.” Mo Fei smiled like a little vixen and opened the lunch box with a sincere expression on her face.
Qian Yikun leaned back in his chair and looked at the woman opposite him with a frown. “I’m telling you, you’ve straightened out all the tricks stored in that stomach of yours.”
Mo Fei rolled her eyes and sat on Qian Yikun’s lap. “I promise I won’t break any laws.”
Qian Yikun leaned back again and instinctively reached out to restrain her waist. This woman had indeed come prepared.
Mo Fei lifted the plate in the lunch box with one hand and picked up the pastries inside. She placed them on Qian Yikun’s lips and fed him. “They’re really delicious. I only brought them for you after I ate them.”
“When you said you won’t break the law, do they refer to international laws, or is it your laws?” Qian Yikun was not fooled.
“Jailer.” Mo Fei secretly rolled her eyes and stuffed the pastry into her mouth. Then, she hugged Qian Yikun’s neck and pushed the pastry into his mouth.
Qian Yikun, “…”
The sweetness of the pastry tinged with the fragrance of her lips filled his mouth cavity at the same time.
This woman was really…
Lately, seduction seemed to have become Mo Fei’s most common tactic.
That was because she knew that Qian Yikun was like a jailor to her—the real kind of jailor.
One piece of pastry; two people.
Mo Fei pecked him on the lips again and again. “That old woman scolded me and said that I’m an imposter.”
“Respect your elders.” Qian Yikun remained unmoved.
“Pfft! How can someone like her deserve respect? She’s willing to suck her own son’s blood. Does she have any shame?” Mo Fei was furious. In her fury, she started to shuffle off Qian Yikun’s body.
Qian Yikun held her waist and did not let her have her way. He kissed her on the lips and said in a low voice, “But she has another son.”
A thought flashed across Mo Fei’s mind.
Therefore… Qian Yikun meant that she might not be able to beat up that old thing, but she could beat up her uncle?
However, Qian Yikun did not give Mo Fei the time to verify whether he meant what he said before pinning her down on the office table.
“Don’t wear jeans anymore.”
They were not easy to take off at all!
“No!”
She reserved her freedom to wear whatever she wanted.
The rays from the setting sun filtered through the window and landed on the office desk. It was the first day of the Lunar New Year and everyone was busy with the celebration. There did not seem to be any criminal cases that required them to take immediate action. Therefore, other than a few others on duty on the first and second floor, Qian Yikun had the entire third floor to himself.
Qian Yikun was not worried that the office door was not locked.
Qian Yikun knew very well why Mo Fei came to see him. Since he could not object to it, it would not be too much of him to ask for some toll fees.
In this kind of matter, the two of them had always been compatible. Mo Fei was not a coy woman either. Sometimes, she would take more initiative than Qian Yikun.
“You mustn’t be too ruthless.” Qian Yikun stood in front of the office desk. He held her waist with both hands, but his lips landed on her collarbone surrounded by her disheveled shirt. He left a bite mark on her collarbone.
Mo Fei let out a moan of pleasure as she wrapped her arms around his neck. There was a seductive, vixen-like look in her eyes that only Qian Yikun could give her.
It was still early to get married, but she would not let go of anything that she considered was her right to take.
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