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Regarding the topic of the daughter of the Twilight family, An Yin was inconvenient to continue, and was silent and stopped talking.

Anyway, she said everything she should say, as for what he thinks and what he will do next, it is not up to her to influence.

Qin Jian held Anyin's waist in his trouser pocket with one hand, looked at the little woman in his arms, suddenly smiled, let go of her, retreated, turned around and walked into the room, "You're not reviewing tonight?" ”

"Yes!"

"Go and take the books you want to read to the study."

"What?"

"Does the third young master want to review me?"

"I didn't have that much time to spare."

“……”

An Yin thought to herself, if you don't give me tutoring, why should I go to you?

Whether he wanted it or not, five minutes later, An Yin sat in Qin Jian's study with the book in his arms.

Qin Jian was already sitting behind his desk, the notebook in front of him was open, and it seemed that there was a video conference.

An Yin carefully sat on the sofa in the corner of the study, trying not to interfere with him.

Qin Jian only glanced up at An Yin when she entered the study, and then was busy sorting out her own information and ignored her.

Once you've sorted out your paperwork, put on your headphones.

During video conferences, he basically listens to other people, and he rarely speaks, only occasionally making a 'um' sound.

By the end of the meeting, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and I had been sitting for too long, staring at the computer screen, and my shoulders and neck were very sore.

Qin Jian pushed away the notebook, leaned back, moved his neck, and couldn't help but look at An Yin on the sofa in the corner.

She was already asleep on the sofa, and her petite figure looked more and more delicate in the light.

He looked at her sleeping and thought about what it felt like to hold her in his arms.

The incense I is incredibly soft.

Qin Jian took a deep breath, no matter how much he could endure it, it was the time when his blood was strong.

He'd tasted her and knew how delicious she was.

And these days, hugging her, but without further action, only he knows how hard it is to endure.

Qin Jian took a deep breath, and the moment when she boldly stroked his chest on the cellar night in his mind.

Yu Iwang, who had been suppressed, shouted in his bones.

The little woman was sleeping soundly on the sofa, but he felt restless.

I want to look back at the meeting minutes, but I can't help but look at her, but as soon as I see her, I can't help but think of some emotional images......

The more I tried to regain my composure, the more I wanted to shout, but it was strong.

Eventually, the belt was unbuckled and the hand reached in.

He couldn't take his eyes off the sleeping woman, fantasizing that she was not nestled up on the couch, but beneath him, her arms clasping his shoulders and her slender legs around his waist......

It's too emotional.

Thorn I swelled every cell of his life......

I closed my eyes, and after a long while, my wandering mind slowly turned around.

He took a long breath, opened his eyes, and saw that An Yin didn't know when he opened his eyes, and was looking at him with a red face.

Qin Jian frowned after being stunned.

Did she see it?

No.

Her angle was blocked by the desk, and it was impossible to see his downward movements.

Qin Jian silently pulled out the tissues in the bookcase.

An Yin got up with the book in her arms, "It's late, I'll go back." ”

"Hmm."

Qin Jian picked up the materials on the table and looked through them, but he couldn't read any of the words on them, until he heard the sound of the study door closing, he threw the materials away and rubbed his forehead.

It's going crazy.

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