Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

The cuffs of his shirt were rolled up casually, and as he stretched out his hand, half of his thin forearm was exposed, and the scratches left by her own hands were fully exposed.

This dog man!

That's enough!

Embarrassing her all the time.

He really didn't want to hold the paw he extended.

But he didn’t dare to refute his face.

Luo Shuwan twitched the corners of his mouth and forced out a smile. He lightly held his fingertips and said, "Hello, Mr. Fu. It's an honor to meet you."

He actually held her finger in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How honored are you?"

Luo Shuwan: "..."

Wen Boyan was slightly startled and said with a smile, "Ah Shen, you are a little unusual today."

Fu Sichen chuckled and squeezed her fingers deliberately. His voice was casual and lazy, "Isn't it your fault? Be gentle and don't scare your students."

When he said the second half of the sentence, his eyes were sinister, with a biting chill.

It was as if she was his private property, and having an intersection with another man would be betraying him.

Luo Shuwan was stared at by him so much that chills ran down his spine. He pulled his hand away hard and lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

And Fu Sichen had no intention of letting her go.

He picked up the coffee cup and touched the caramel macchiato in front of her, "Learn from Professor Wen."

Luo Shuwan held up the coffee cup with difficulty and took a sip as if he was going to die.

The dense taste really couldn't stand the aftertaste, so she stood up in a hurry, "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."

She hid in the bathroom like a deserter and stood in front of the sink, holding her chest, feeling nauseated.

She remembered what the teacher said in the criminal law class again.

Would it be perverted if she went into the toilet now and went from stall to stall looking for daddy to sniff?

She stretched out her hand and the faucet spit out water automatically.

After wetting her hands, she took a palm full of hand sanitizer and rubbed her hands vigorously.

When she was washing for the third time, she accidentally looked up in the mirror and found the man leaning against the wall, looking at her in the mirror.

Heart skipped a beat.

He slowly came closer, put his arms around her waist behind her, and looked at her in the mirror, "What's on your lips?"

Luo Shuwan subconsciously covered his mouth.

But he pinched her chin and forced her to tilt her head back, lowering his head and pressing his lips to hers.

Sucking rough and savage.

It seemed like he wanted to vent all his anger into this kiss.

Luo Shuwan was afraid of being seen by other guests, and even more afraid of being bumped into by Professor Wen.

Try your best to struggle and resist.

But how could she, a weak woman, resist the power of a man?

Moreover, she really couldn't exert her strength in this position.

He grabbed her wildly and domineeringly, not even giving her a chance to breathe.

Her face turned red, her head became confused, and her legs slipped.

He tightened his grip on her waist, pressed his hot body against hers, and continued.

It wasn't until he sucked the jelly off her mouth that he let her go. He bit her ear and warned, "In the future, you are not allowed to wear makeup when you see other men."

The man in the mirror has a playful and contemptuous look in his eyes, completely declaring ownership.

In his eyes, he never regarded her as a person.

He pulled away and Luo Shuwan lost support and fell to the ground.

"Hey little sister, what's wrong with you?" An aunt came out of the toilet and stepped forward to help her up. "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"It's okay," Luo Shuwan's mouth was still numb and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Are you really okay?" Auntie looked at her worriedly.

Luo Shuwan waved his hand, "I have low blood sugar. It will be fine after a while. Thank you."

She washed her face with cold water. When the flush on her face faded and her lips were less swollen, she slowly returned to the box.

Professor Wen said with a smile, "Why have you been here so long? Do you have any plans for the evening? Let's have dinner together."

Luo Shuwan waved his hands hurriedly, "No, no, Professor Wen, you are busy, and I still have to work part-time."

"Where can I go part-time?" Professor Wen asked.

Night spring bar.

But Luo Shuwan was embarrassed to say that it was not a serious place just by the name.

In Professor Wen's opinion, the part-time job must be the type that involves academic research at a high level.

It's hard to talk about this low-level and low-level job and offend Professor Wen's ears.

She prevaricated, "Tutor, I recently took a junior high school student to learn English."

"Where are you tutoring? I'll give you a ride." Professor Wen grabbed the car keys and stood up.

Luo Shuwan: "..."

Fu Sichen also stood up and gave her a sinister look, as if to say: How dare you get in his car and try.