Bone erosion favors

Chapter 26 I Want To Be Your Lover

Wen Zhiyao was lying on the bed weakly, her mouth was dry and bloodshot from the cracks, her tired eyes saw the water glass on the bedside table, there was half a glass of cold water left in it, she tried to reach for it, but pushed the glass further...

Jiang She's eyelids twitched slightly.

The heart has been touched.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, but he couldn't find a lighter anywhere.

No, it must have been stolen by Wen Zhiyao.

Jiang Amnesty took his coat and left the office.

In the most obvious place on the desk, there is a lighter.

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Wen Zhiyao finally fell asleep at seven o'clock in the morning. She slept so deeply that she couldn't hear any noise from outside.

At this moment, in the underground parking lot, Jiang Amnesty made a phone call.

In the mirror, the man's thin lips parted slightly, "I'll give you 3 minutes to send me the address of my secretary Wen Zhiyao."

Immediately, Jiang Amnesty hung up the phone, turned on the engine, and drove out of the parking lot.

Standing in front of the door, Jiang Amnesty's hand was raised in the air, but he couldn't knock it down.

In case Wen Zhiyao saw him and asked him why he came here, he replied that it was for lighters.

Would it be considered weird?
But, if he doesn't have a lighter, he won't be able to light a cigarette, can't smoke, and won't be in the mood to work. If he can't work, he will definitely be negotiating a deal worth tens of millions or hundreds of millions...

So, this lighter is very important!

Jiang Amnesty raised his hand again, and this time he was obviously a little tougher than before.

dong dong dong...

He knocked several times in succession, but did not wait for Wen Zhiyao's response.

Jiang Amnesty's heart was suspended, and that weird image flashed in his mind again. He didn't care too much, he took a few steps back, and after a run-up, he kicked hard on the door.

boom!
The door was kicked open, and Jiang She rushed into the room, looking for Wen Zhiyao.

The bedroom door opened suddenly, Wen Zhiyao showed half of his head, and looked at the living room in confusion, until he found Jiang She who appeared in the living room.

"President Jiang? Why are you here?" Wen Zhiyao's eyes fell on the fallen door, and then at Jiang She, back and forth. The result is self-evident, Wen Zhiyao was startled, "Why did you kick my Door?"

After Wen Zhiyao took a nap, his energy and blood recovered a lot. Apart from the slight dark circles under his eyes, he was in good condition.

Jiang Amnesty was embarrassed for a moment.

He really thought that Wen Zhiyao passed out in the room just now, so he didn't open the door for him.

Jiang Amnesty casually took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it near his mouth, then took it down again, staring at Wen Zhiyao with those peach blossom eyes, the story flickered in his pupils, attracting people to interpret.

"My lighter was stolen by you. I can't smoke. Of course, I have to come to you to pay for my lighter. Otherwise, my company may not be able to continue." The corners of his lips curled up, revealing a smirk.

Wen Zhiyao's head was full of question marks, how did a lighter have something to do with the company's bankruptcy?
"Mr. Jiang, how can you say that your mismanagement is due to me? You think highly of me." Wen Zhiyao unhurriedly threw this hot potato to Jiang She.

Jiang She always likes to linger in bars and has contacts with many women. If something goes wrong in the company in the future, Jiang She must be responsible.

For Wen Zhiyao, at most, he lost a job.

Perhaps, Jiang Jingyan will transfer her back to the original company, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Jiang Amnesty threw the cigarette in the trash can, stepped close to Wen Zhiyao, and studied her expression.

He suddenly approached, and Wen Zhiyao retreated reflexively, his eyes widened because of nervousness.

Jiang She was amused by her appearance, and deliberately played tricks, "I wanted to smoke a cigarette after work, but found that the lighter was gone, and I couldn't smoke. I was in a bad mood. If I was in a bad mood, I couldn't continue working. I lost If the price of the order is tens of millions or hundreds of millions, tell me, is it because of you that the company cannot continue to operate? If you are not responsible, who will be responsible?"

Jiang Amnesty's words sound reasonable at first glance, but after careful reading, he finds that it is not as good as a wild donkey farting.

Wen Zhiyao secretly slandered in his heart that Jiang She was deliberately trying to get her.

Wen Zhiyao rolled her eyes, her brain was running fast, and she walked around from in front of Jiang She, and suddenly, a good idea came to her mind.

"Mr. Jiang suddenly kicked the door in. I was overly frightened when I heard the knocking on the door, which would cause arrhythmia, or even a sudden heart attack. If I was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, I would die in the end. Does that mean, Mr. Jiang, you A murderer?"

Wen Zhiyao's eyes lit up with a sly look, and he defeated him with Jiang She's logic!
Jiang Amnesty turned around, with a trace of panic on his face, nervousness hidden in his eyes, his big hand wrapped Wen Zhiyao's hand, and he scolded, "Don't curse yourself to death!"

The four eyes are facing each other, and they are very close to each other. The breath of the two seems to be entwined at this moment.

Wen Zhiyao was shocked by the sudden concern. Although she was reprimanded, her heart was warm.

"I was joking with you, but I didn't expect you to take it seriously." Wen Zhiyao showed a smile, bright eyes and white teeth, exuding an attractive charm.

Jiang She let go, sat on the chair casually, looked around, the furniture was simple, and the space was pitifully small.

It turned out that Wen Zhiyao had always lived in this kind of place.

Jiang She frowned slightly, how could she have such a miserable life.

"What about the 20 I gave you before? Isn't it enough for you to rent a bigger house?" Jiang Amnesty asked back.

Wen Zhiyao lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttered, covering his sad eyes.

The surroundings instantly fell silent, and a needle could be heard.

After a while, Wen Zhiyao regained his composure and met Jiang She's eyes again.

She took the initiative to step forward, put one hand on Jiang She's shoulder, and then sat on his lap. Seeing that Jiang She didn't refuse, Wen Zhiyao became bolder.

"Boss Jiang, how about we talk about a deal?" Wen Zhiyao's beautiful and moving face, which was already stunning, was even more charming at this moment.

Jiang Amnesty was aroused, and followed her words, "What deal? Tell me and listen."

Wen Zhiyao took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, and Jiang She knew what kind of deal there would be.

But he wanted to hear Wen Zhiyao say it himself.

Wen Zhiyao hesitated for a moment, then raised her eyes, her eyes sparkling, she approached Jiang She's ear, and said softly, "I want to be your lover."

The warm breath sprayed on Jiang She's ears, causing a tingling sensation, like a cat scratching, itching.

Jiang She's eyes tightened, and he wrapped his big arms around Wen Zhiyao's waist, deliberately pulling them into his arms.

The four eyes met, and Jiang She's eyes were filled with what he wanted.

Wen Zhiyao stretched out a finger to his lips, forbidding him to kiss her suddenly.

She had to wait until Jiang She gave a definite answer before removing her finger.

Jiang Amnesty looked at the fingers near her eyes and lips, and he deliberately stepped forward to kiss her fingers.

"Really?"

(End of this chapter)