Chapter 87 Want

Zhou Jingshen looked at Han Sessetan's open-minded appearance, as if he had not noticed anything wrong with saying this.

Indeed, he has no reason not to let the two meet now, not to mention that his relationship with Han Sesse has not been made public. Besides, even if it is made public, he has no reason to prevent Han Sesse from meeting Zhou Yize.

What's more, if he is sure to be with Han Sesse, Zhou Yize will definitely be the one who cannot be avoided between them.

So it's better to find an opportunity and everyone breaks this layer of window paper. After all, from a long-term perspective, they all have to adapt to this relationship.

So he forced himself to suppress his sense of urgency, picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, then grabbed Han Sesse's little hand and put it on his knees, patting it gently, and said slowly: Why are you anxious? You can rest here for a while in the afternoon, and wait until I'm free to see him together.

After all, Han Sesse was still a childish character and scanned Zhou Jingshen's lounge. Although it was located on the top floor of the building, surrounded by windows on all sides, the scenery was good, but she couldn't let her see the scenery for an afternoon?

So she shook her head and told the truth: Uncle, you have something to do here, but I will be bored...

Zhou Jingshen originally wanted to say that he could find something for her, but before he could speak, a sudden meow... came from one side of the sofa.

They looked at each other and saw a gray cat drilling from under Zhou Jingshen’s desk.

Tiedan? When Han Sesse saw the cat, his eyes immediately shone. He quickly stood up and ran towards the cat, and picked it up.

This cat named Tiedan, when he saw Han Sesse, he seemed to be crying, buried his head on her shoulder and screamed whimperingly

Zhou Jingshen was speechless about the cat's name. Tiedan? It's a pity that Han Sesse thought about it.

But now there is no iron egg...

Han Sesse hugged the cute fat cat and sat back to Zhou Jingshen happily. Uncle... You actually brought it here...

Because Zhou Yize has not taken the cat away for a long time, the pet hospital contacted the little assistant who sent the cat. The little assistant and Zhou Jingshen reported it, and Zhou Jingshen asked him to bring the cat to the company first.

His original intention was that he didn't want Zhou Yize to bother Han Sesse again, but later he never thought that this little thing had become the company's group pet, and he was fat and fat every day.

Moreover, the cat obviously remembered Han Sesse, so he was so intimate about her. He quickly arched Han Sesse to lie on the sofa, allowing it to step on the N on the opening of her vagina with its furry little claws.

Han Sesse was a little lost in her cat petting. She didn't even notice when Zhou Jingshen had lunch, but she just kept playing on her own.

As a result, just as she was scratching Tiedan's chin with her hand, Zhou Jingshen came over and picked up Tiedan's neck, gently lifted the cat up, and placed it on the ground. Then he leaned over to Han Sesse's body, reached out to touch her plump and soft breasts, and said in a bewitching voice: Sesse, you have to remember... This is mine... No one can touch it...

Um... Well... Han Sesse was pinched by him and shouted out with a tender moan. Her body had long become unable to withstand any teasing. She didn't care about being thrown on the ground and screaming Tiedan, because Zhou Jingshen just grabbed her breasts like this, which was enough to make her pussy moist immediately.

Especially when listening to his oath of sovereignty and looking at him staring at her eyes deeply, her heart trembled even more, and she pursed her lips and pursed her lips. I don't know what to say.

Do you want it again?

Han Sesse was a little embarrassed. Although having sex with Jingshen was very comfortable and happy, it was a bit too much for him to do it anytime and anywhere. Is it better to be more restrained, right?

Besides, why is this place a workplace, how can it be regarded as being at home?

So Han Seser blushed with his little face, grabbed Zhou Jingshen's wrist and pushed it again and again, nodding in a vague way: Yes... I understand... Uncle, can you get up first...

After saying that, he raised his calf and rubbed him. Han Sesse originally wanted him to move away, but this action was no different from being a coquettish act in Zhou Jingshen's eyes.

Zhou Jingshen couldn't help laughing at Han Sesse's little bear who was obviously in love but wanted to resist it.

He lowered his head, lifted her chin, and muttered in a low tone of pampering and a little complaining tone: Do you know? What do you know?