Master Zhan, Please Let Go of Me - C8

The usually cold and aloof Mu Peilin was currently supporting himself on both sides of Li Xia with his hands. His eyes were deep and profound, as if he was holding a bowl of thick and secretive ink, which was difficult to see through.

His hands were long and knobbly, and they looked especially good in the pale light. He magically tied a nondescript knot into the waistband of her coat.

But at least it was better than stripping her of everything. Li Xia’s heart softened a little, as she didn’t really come to find Mu Pei Lin just to sleep with him.

In the midst of his chaotic consciousness, he was gentle and tyrannical. He controlled her breathing and thinking abilities extremely well, plundering away from her inch by inch.

It wasn’t that Li Xia didn’t take the kiss, but she rarely took it. In the past, the people were afraid of her, and she hid the shyness of a little girl.

The man in front of her looked like a well-trained teacher. Sometimes he would attack, sometimes he would induce, sometimes he would be domineering, filled with control, and sometimes he would give her enough freedom.

He was very patient and careful, leading her step by step into the quagmire.

The slow tongue found a gap and indistinctly reached forward. Li Xia took the initiative to open the forbidden door of Mu Peilin, who had not touched a woman for so many years.

He stopped dead in his tracks, his body emitting cold air, but his eyes were burning with desire.

Li Xia suddenly opened her eyes. It was unknown when a phone appeared in her hand, but she took a photo of the two of them kissing at an excellent angle.

Unintentional, it was similar to a filming.

This move infuriated Mu Peilin greatly. It was enough to be playing tricks in front of him, and he was still plotting against him?

He took a step back with his tall and slender body and a cold look in his eyes. Looking at Li Xia’s crimson face, his annoyance intensified. His voice also became a bit heavier, “Hand it over.”

Even though he boasted that he was calm and wise, he didn’t expect that he would fall for this woman’s trick today. How could he not be angry? How could he not be angry?

And it was …

In such a muddled situation, even though he wasn’t prepared for it even when he wasn’t near a woman, she had the intention to scheme …

However, her immaturity had clearly affected his mental state.

Contradictory and angry, Mu Peilin ignored Li Xia’s evasive movements and innocent eyes. He grabbed her shoulder with one hand and reached behind her back to snatch her phone with the other.

“Bam!”

The office door swung open.

Li Xia was startled by the voice, and scared stiff by Mu Peilin’s domineering aura. The phone in his hand slid out.

The two people on the desk raised their heads at the same time. When they saw the woman at the door, they felt awkward.

Qiao Yan Li clenched her handbag tightly. Her eyes could not wait for the red-faced, flirting woman below Mu Peilin to make a decision on the spot.

Chen Weidong did not stop Qiao Yan Yan, his face had even been slapped by Qiao Yan Yan, and now it was swelling up. A grown man, his face was somewhat ugly, but compared to Mu Pei Lin’s, his anger was insignificant.

“Director Mu, Miss Qiao insisted on coming in, so I did my best.” As he finished speaking, he tilted his head and lowered his eyes, just in time to let Mu Binglin see his swollen face.

Li Xia pushed the people on her back like a spoiled child. She pulled up her collar and said in a displeased tone, “Pei Lin, I told you not to make a fuss. See?”

She pursed her lips, looking so shy that she wanted to crawl into his arms.

Looking at the scene again, the normally clean and tidy office was now in a mess. The dubious posture of the two made it difficult for people to not misunderstand.

For the first time, Mu Peilin felt that he had underestimated her. He didn’t expect her to be a woman.

He lazily got up, dusting off the non-existent dust on his body, his deep and cold eyes swept over Qiao Yan Li and Chen De to help body, coldly asking: “Don’t you know to knock on the door?”

When the sleeping lion lost its temper, it even made people lose the ability to lift their heads and reply. Chen Te replied weakly, “Young Master Mu, I’ve knocked you many times just now …”

“…” How much he had invested in that melodramatic scene just now, and how upset he was right now.

He swept a cold glance at the nonchalant Li Xia. He felt a headache coming on, never expecting that one day he would fall on a woman.