Seeing him like this, how dare An Ge get in the car.

"Young grandma, please get in the car." Quan Mo said coldly again, a pair of eyes were gloomy, obscure, and people were afraid when they saw it.

Can she call him Young Master?

An Ge pursed his lips, said goodbye to Producer He, and got into the car.

As soon as he got into the car, Quan Mo sat in the driver's seat, leaned over, and fastened her seat belt, An Ge immediately showed a big smile at him, his eyes were shining and shining, "Quan Mo ......"

"Young grandma, I'm the driver."

"......" An Ge's smile froze, reached out and pulled his sleeve, and said coquettishly, "Quan Mo ......"

"Young grandma, please don't do this to a driver, the young master will be angry."

Quan Mo said coldly.

After speaking, Quan Mo turned around, fastened his seat belt, stepped on the accelerator and drove the sports car away.

Seeing that he was really angry, An Ge licked his lips and said, "Don't be like this, I'll call Producer He in a while and tell her that you are my husband." ”

"Young grandma, don't be kidding, how can a person like me, whose lifelong dream is to be a driver, be worthy of you."

Quan Mo looked at the road in front of him without squinting, and his tone was cold.

Every word is yin and yang.

"I just think that your temperament is too outstanding to be recognized, so I lowered your status......" An Ge carefully explained.

"Why does the young grandmother have to explain so much to me, the driver."

The right and ink are clearly on the same bar as the driver.

“……”

An Ge was also a little angry, this man ...... Oil and salt do not enter.

She explained that he was still angry, how unhappy he was with the driver......

"Stop."

An Ge said.

“……”

Quan Mo turned a deaf ear and looked coldly at the road ahead.

"Young grandma told you to stop, stop!" An Ge looked at him with some anger.

Quan Mo's slender hand touched the button, locked the car door, and then stopped the car, there was no expression on his face, only a pair of cold eyes.

“……”

Ango unbuckles his seatbelt.

“……”

Quan Mo's eyes moved, his hand on the steering wheel was a little uncontrollable, and his fingertips tapped to find the right time to pull her.

Unexpectedly, instead of running, An Ge unbuckled his seat belt.

“……”

Kwon Mo looked at her coldly.

An Ge leaned directly towards him, one leg against the gear, leaning towards him, slender white fingers holding his cold face, his face approaching, kissing his thin lips directly.

“……”

Quan Mo looked at him, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

In the next second, Quan Mo pulled her away.

Ange stuck up again, kissing his lips and not letting go, using his pretty good kissing skills to provoke him, her fingers moving over his face, her lips beginning to roaming over his face......

Her lips were like a soft brush, which had drawn his sword eyebrows, traced the center of his eyebrows, and landed on his eyes, delicately depicted, his long eyelashes pierced her lips, and her lips slowly moved down......

Kwon Mo's breathing became heavier.

An Ge continued, his lips stopped on his face, kissing him delicately and densely, refusing to let go of one place, his breath was like an orchid, and the fragrance on his body lingered on the tip of his nose.

Quan Mo's dark eyes deepened, and he stretched out his hand to pull her closer to his arms, climbed her back with one hand, lowered his head and covered her lips accurately, kissing firmly, breathing heavier, tossing and turning deep kisses.

The kiss, getting heavier and heavier, is out of control......