Given that I had other purposes, I went to deliver lunch to Qian Yikun in the afternoon.

Qian Yikun gathered all his hair the moment Mo Fei entered the police station. This woman either didn't come, and there would definitely be no good things when she came.

"Oh, don't be so nervous, I'm really here to deliver food to you." Mo Fei smiled like a little fox, and opened the lunch box with sincerity.

Qian Yikun leaned on the back of the chair and frowned and looked at the woman opposite him, "I tell you, all the colorful intestines in your belly have been straightened."

May he rolled his eyes, went straight over and sat on Qian Yikun, "I promise not to break the law."

Qian Yikun leaned back again, subconsciously reached out and stopped her waist. This woman was indeed prepared.

May he hooked up the plate inside the lunch box with one hand, then pinched up the pastry inside, and put it on Qian Yikun's lips to feed him, "It's very delicious. I'll bring it to you after I've eaten it."

"What you mean by not breaking the law is international law, or is it your law?" Qian Yikun was not fooled.

"Boss." Mo Fei rolled his eyes secretly, stuffed the pastry into his mouth, and then hugged Qian Yikun's neck and lips and crossed it to his lips.

Qian Yikun: “…”

The sweetness of the pastry and her lip scent spread to his lips at the same time.

This woman is really-

Recently, seduction seems to have become the most common method.

Because she knew that Qian Yikun was the prisoner to her, the real prisoner.

One piece of pastry, two people eat it.

Could it be pecking on his lips one after another, "The old woman scolded me and said I was fake."

"It's respectful to you." Qian Yikun was unmoved.

"Bah, just a person like her can be considered a respectful person. She is a person who drinks the blood of her son. Are you embarrassed?" May Fei was angry and cursed and was about to get off Qian Yikun.

Qian Yikun clasped her waist without letting her succeed. He kissed her lips directly. A voice that was not very clear came from his lips, "But she has a son."

Could it be that a trace of light flashed in my mind?

So Qian Yikun means that you can't beat that old guy, but can you beat her uncle, right?

However, Qian Yikun did not give Maya time to verify whether this sentence means this, and he had already pressed himself on the desk.

"Wear less jeans in the future."

It's not easy to take off at all!

"No!"

What is her freedom to wear.

The sunset fell on the desk through the window. Everyone who was busy celebrating the New Year on the first day of the Lunar New Year seemed to have no criminal cases that they needed to dispatch, so there were a few on duty on the entire police station except for the first and second floors, and Qian Yikun himself on the third floor.

The office door is not locked, and Qian Yikun is not worried.

Could it be that he knew the reason why he came to find her. Since there was no way to object, it would be no exaggeration for him to ask for some tolls.

In this kind of thing, the two have always been together. Could it be that they are not a shy woman, and sometimes they even have the initiative than Qian Yikun.

"You can't be too ruthless." Qian Yikun stood at the desk, pressing her waist with both hands, but his lips fell on her disheveled collarbone, and a bite mark fell on it.

Mo Fei snorted comfortably, put his hands on his neck, and there was a touch of vixen's spirit between his silk eyebrows and eyes. This was something Qian Yikun could give her.
Chapter completed!