tely, he turned, embracing Manh Oanh as she sat on the billiard table. She slowly opened her eyes
ng behind her, and her long l
" He raised an eyebr
ements. His eyes trailed her finger, reaching the point where she had to touch his ear, and he slightly leaned down
she also leaned in, and her whole
d he held her hand
is eyes, the icy glare in them. He pursed his lips, and his strong fingers pinched her chin, th
he c
, "Why can you touch my ear
ed lightly, "Wh
pursued without letting go. She
two
aning on the sofa, silver-rimmed glasses on his nose, long legs straight, typing erratically on the computer. Manh Oanh st
e, sitting down next to him, le
tinued. On the screen, there w
stant, M
a, do you really want to inves
, but the copyright is too expensive. Not only that, ou
ulled her gaze away, holding her phon
he didn't kno
nd was
, and her resources are all thanks to Ho
lesome. If not done well, it's just a waste of
s, he still wants to invest
hed bitterly
ying with it out of boredom. Beside her is a man with a cold and lustful appearance. When not doing that, he
e just sat there, like smiling but
now what the CEO of
ont of the university in Le City. He broke the ar
st sight. He wore a white shirt and black pant
trampled, the moaning sound echoed in th
em slowly, and noticed her gaze. He looked at her, his eyes rising,
runkenness. And this intoxication of Ma
is background and found that his identity was
Dien, the dream l
tus is t
esn't dare to ask f
ed her into his arms, lowered his eyes, l
her head to look at him, her fingers lightly opened two buttons
ped, leaning i
ening his hands, ignoring h
mped down, "Don't mov
begged you
er waist, slightly tilting back, his eyes fell on her face, she lowered her head, her long hair, dropping a little down, the tip of her nose also
blankly, looking
g forward, kissing her earlobe. Manh Oanh tr
wanting
hoose to supp
aid softly, "Today, I took photos
chin resting on her, lazil
ing black dresses. When they appeared in the magazine, they were compared. But thinking about