Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 4 special ambiguity

"What are you doing? Where are you taking me?"

Before Song Lan finished speaking, she was dragged into a big-name women's clothing store.

She had already guessed He Chaozhi's intentions, but she still frowned, "Don't bother, finish the interview quickly, and I'll just go back and take a hot bath."

He Chaozhi ignored it, chose a black dress with a zipper on the back, and threw it in her hand, before he said casually, "What's the rush? He can still run with me around? I will wait obediently."

These words were as arrogant as ever.

"Hurry up and change this dress for me, it's an eyesore."

Thinking about how he was almost taken advantage of by others, Song Lan also felt a little offended.

She entered the fitting room, and the waiter thoughtfully brought hot towels. After a simple treatment, Song Lan felt much more comfortable.

It's just that the zipper of this dress is at the back, and she is still a bit short of it.

"I'll help you."

The man walked in at some point, clasped her waist with one hand, and pinched the small zipper with the other.

Song Lan was startled, "You're crazy, this is the women's fitting room!"

"So what? I haven't been to more secret places?"

Song Lan's face became hot, and she subconsciously thought of the night at the bar.

But the situation is different now, no one saw at the bar that night, there were so many waiters watching outside, He Zhaozhi came in so rashly, maybe what they would think.

"Don't worry, no one will talk nonsense."

The man's deep voice rang in her ears, as if he had left a hook on purpose, and as the zipper moved up inch by inch, his hand against her waist also moved inch by inch.

Song Lan was numb all over, not sure if this dog was teasing her on purpose.

"He Zhaozhi, don't go too far."

She bit her lip, half warning and half shy.

He Zhaozhi deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, "Tsk, so sensitive? But even if you want to, you can't do it now. I'll pay you later."

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"You have a thick skin."

After saying these words, Song Lan adjusted his breathing, opened the door and went out.

When she came to Sunac Building again, the attitude of everyone in the company changed again.

The receptionist who rolled his eyes before was terrified and stayed motionless behind the computer, while Mr. Wang and Mr. Wang's secretary greeted him in person in the lobby.

"Miss Song, what happened just now was really a misunderstanding. You see that you have Mr. He's relationship, why didn't you tell me earlier, and you don't have to wait so long, right?"

"Mr. Wang, don't say anything unnecessary, let's start the interview?"

"Oh, okay, do you think it's in the conference room, or go to my office?"

Song Lan thought for a while, "Let's go to the office."

Magazine interviews inevitably have some pictures and texts, and there are photos of his office to be prepared.

Therefore, even though Song Lan had completely lost favor with him, she still dutifully completed the entire process and raised many valuable questions, even if Shen Yingxue wanted to pick faults, she couldn't.

By the time everything was over, it was already two hours later.

Song Lan sorted out all the notes and came out, only to find that Sunac's employees had already left, and the sky was dark.

Suddenly, a beam of high beams shone at her feet.

Song Lan followed the light source and saw He Zhaozhi's car parked by the side of the road.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

He Zhaozhi replied with a cold face, "I'm afraid that some people will die suddenly while working overtime, and there isn't even a body collector."

Seeing her still standing stupidly, He Zhaozhi became impatient, "Come up soon, wait for me to invite you in person?"

Maybe it was because his behavior was a little abnormal these two days, Song Lan asked out of nowhere, "Mr. He, you show your presence in front of me so frequently, it will make me mistakenly think that you don't want me."

She swore that what she said was just to testify, but He Zhaozhi admitted it without hesitation.

"So what?"

The starry sky of Rolls Royce fell on the tip of his hair, and the man looked over with affectionate eyes.

Song Lan was stunned, for a moment he even forgot how to react.

The next second, He Zhaozhi said again, "After all, we are familiar enough with each other, and you enjoy it, don't you?"

Song Lan understood in seconds.

Therefore, I feel ashamed of the illusion I had just for a moment.

At this moment, the driver who vaguely heard the conversation raised the baffle silently, fearing that he would delay the good work of his own president.

The atmosphere in the car instantly became weird.

He Zhaozhi snorted and laughed, wrapped his arms around Song Lan and pulled Song Lan onto his lap.

"What should I do? The atmosphere is here, and it seems unreasonable not to do something."

"I do not want."

Sensing the danger, Song Lan wanted to go down, but the man grabbed her back tightly.

He Zhaozhi slowly stretched out his other hand, and gracefully and naughtily undid the top two buttons of the neckline.

Song Lan cursed shamelessly, but He Zhaozhi was right in saying something. They knew each other so well that Song Lan lost his breath with a few simple movements.

"Now? Don't you want it?"

The man deliberately pressed against her ear and asked, appreciating her gradually flushing face with satisfaction.

Song Lan gritted her teeth angrily, suddenly turned around and pressed him under her body, and kissed him viciously.

"He Chaozhi, this time, you're the one who clung to me, don't regret it."

At this time, He Zhaozhi didn't think much about it at all, and it was only after many years that he realized how heavy the sentence "don't regret it is".

But at this moment, he was immersed in this joyful beauty, and his voice became hoarse over and over again.

"Lan Lan, Lan Lan."

The two finally went to He Zhaozhi's home in the west of the city, a detached villa, a luxurious manor.

Song Lan stood at the door without moving.

"what happened?"

The well-fed man is obviously more patient than usual.

Song Lan glanced at him lightly, "Don't you dislike others entering your private space?"

In the past, no matter how affectionate the two were, and even couldn't wait a few times, He Chaozhi never brought her here, and said that this was the last piece of pure land he left for him.

He Zhaozhi paused for a moment before saying, "The past was the past, and the present is the present. If I let you in, you can come in."

Song Lan was really uncomfortable, and she just dealt with it briefly after being drenched in the rain. Now she urgently needs a hot bath.

He Zhaozhi took her to the bathroom of the master bedroom, gave her clean towels, and revealed his true colors the moment the bathroom door was about to close.

"You really don't need me to wash it for you?"

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Song Lan took a deep breath. How could she be so stupid to think that He Chaozhi was a cold and overbearing boss?Obviously it is an LSP.

"No thanks."

Unceremoniously slamming the door, Song Lan didn't dare to take off her clothes immediately, and waited for a while to confirm that the man's footsteps were getting farther away before gradually relaxing.

And the first thing she did was not to get into the bathtub, but took a few pictures of the structure of the bathroom and quickly sent them to her aunt, and then deleted them.

(End of this chapter)