When Cheng Anya arrived at the central square, he saw at one glance that Ye Sanshao's silver Rolls-Royce was almost 11 o'clock, the department store counters were closed, and there were almost no people in the whole square.

Ye Sanshao sat on the front of the car, sitting in a very arrogant posture, with a lazy, cigar-burning, faint smog in his arrogance, and caged his whole person in a hazy layer.

Rogue...

Cheng Anya glanced from afar, secretly slandering, this standard is the stance of the rogue, or the kind of arrogant, murderous and not blinking rogue.

He's still not sleeping at this late hour. What hooligan is he playing here?

"Mr. Ye, so late, what can you tell me?" Cheng Anya asked with a smile. Ye Sanshao turned her head, and the delicate facial features combined the evil spirit and elegance to form a tension charm.

The deep eyes swept away, the coldness of the day was lost, and there was a wave of light in the night, like Adam's confusion when he tempted Eve to sin.

With just one glance, it makes people sink.

On a hot night, the wind carries a few summer heat.

Cheng Anya's heart hit like a deer and his face warmed up. Under this particular atmosphere, there seemed to be some emotions suppressed by pride and reason.

This wickedness is sometimes very funny, Cheng Anya thought.

Ye Sanshao stood up, lost his cigarette butt, twisted hard with his feet, opened the door, turned his head, and ordered, "Get in the car!"

Cheng Anya wanted to fling her wherever she went, but seeing Ye Chen's face, she hesitated for a second and obeyed the car.

The man is uncertain, but she is still less annoying.

Ye Chen got into the car and glanced at her sideways. Cheng Anya was sitting on the edge of her neck, and she just pulled away a signature smile. Ye Chen leaned over and came to her body.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Anya tightened his nerves.

Ye Chen didn't speak, and stretched out her seat belt to help her fasten it.

A pure masculine breath came across, sandwiched with Estee Lauder's "Huan Qin" perfume. As Ye Chen's chief secretary, Cheng Anya's mind contained all the messages of the woman he was in contact with.

She knows exactly what they like and what they are used to.

Estee Lauder's "Huan Qin" is a brand that Yun Ruoxi is accustomed to. It is fresh and elegant, with a unique flavor.

Cheng Anya twisted her eyebrows slightly, her red lips pursed, and looked away slightly, her signature smile slightly stiff.

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Today there are 2 more ha, (^o^)/~

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