Leng Muchen shut the fire. "Don't do it. Let's eat out." He holds her tightly in his arms. This woman is too sensitive. A little gift from him will make her disgusted.

If he wants to compensate her a lot, maybe she will only run farther.

Qin Yahuang can't beat him either. "Don't you have to go to the company today?" She still wanted to send him away. If he didn't leave, she couldn't leave.

"Not today." Leng Muchen's lips kept rubbing back and forth in her neck, and wetly kissed every inch of her skin.

"If I don't go for a day, the company won't go bankrupt." What if...