Mr President, take it easy

In fact, it is not difficult to compromise. What is rare is whether you are willing to let go of your self-esteem and pride and compromise for this man.

She changed into a set of nightgowns in the cloakroom and came out. When she came out, the bathroom door opened with a click. She looked up at him, and he just raised his head.

At the moment when the four eyes met, something seemed to hit each other in an instant, and no one spoke. The moment of daze seemed to freeze the time, with some indescribable subtlety and tacit understanding, just like this in each other's eyes. spread out.

Ling Yuxing wiped his hair lazily. The black bathrobe made his originally restrained breath even more suffocating. He seemed to just glance at her, then turned and sat on the chaise longue by the window.

Because she didn't answer the phone, she ran over in person. This kind of intention had already dissipated a lot of his pent-up anger, and the self-esteem and face that could not be lifted were still stuck in the air.

Facing the man who couldn't get down even though he was given the steps, Qiancheng sighed helplessly, stepped forward, took the towel in his hand, boldly and arrogantly sat on his lap and wiped his hair.

Being so close, with some places clinging to each other, this posture is very tempting for any man. He has always had no resistance to the fragrance on her body, and now is no exception, but this time he is not Willing to let her go.

Because she was not tall enough, she could only straighten her body, put her hands around the back of his head and wipe his hair for him.

Originally, I came here to take a nap, so I took off my underwear when I changed into the nightgown. The silk nightgown she bought from Suzhou is very nice to the touch, but the neckline is very low, and the deep v cut wraps around the chest. That scene, her straight height was opposite to his straight line of sight, and all the impartial scenery fell into his eyes.

Being so close, he could almost feel her heartbeat clearly, a faint fragrance came to his nostrils, and the smooth skin at the neckline was like a piece of warm jade, exuding a slight warmth.

Because of her closeness and movement, the dark eyes became darker when they fell on her neckline. The soft towel wiped his head carefully, and he slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the beauty of this moment. peaceful.

"What kind of bath do you take in the middle of the day, and you're not afraid of catching a cold!" If it weren't for the fact that ordinary people can't enter his place, and because there are only his shoes at the door, she would really think that he is hiding in a golden house!

He didn't speak, she stopped annoyed, sat on his lap and looked down at him, teasing angrily: "Could you be hiding other women in the bathroom?!"

As if he knew her little thoughts well, the expression on his face with his eyes closed was still indifferent and calm, his cool lips slightly raised: "If you doubt it, you can go in and search for it, it's all about grabbing and grabbing, isn't it? ?”

She looked straight at him, and remained silent for a few seconds, finally ripples appeared in her bright glazed eyes.

I don't know if it was provoked by his words or she pulled her face down to give him the steps. He refused to come down. She was also annoyed, and she crawled off his legs, threw the towel heavily on his face, and turned around. Into the bathroom.

Looking at the bathroom door that slammed shut, he sat up straight suddenly, tightly clutching the slightly wet towel in his thick palm, and suddenly regretted what he just said, but now he pulled the towel again. Apologize without embarrassment.

After all, this is not a question of who is right and who is wrong, and apologizing will only make everything they insist on ridiculous.

The unique fragrance of her body still lingers in her breath, and the feeling of warm fragrance in her arms last moment is still vaguely entangled between her fingers, but at this moment, separated by a door, it seems that the door of the open heart between the two has also been closed.

Standing in front of the sink, Qian Cheng took several deep breaths before swallowing the choked breath, looking at herself in the mirror with self-esteem and desperate self, she suddenly felt a little funny.

"Hundan! Bengong also has self-respect!" Since he is given the steps and doesn't want to come down, let him stand on it by himself!

After thinking about this, she took a deep breath, opened the bathroom door, and went straight to the cloakroom regardless of what the man outside wanted to do.

The man who was standing outside waiting for her to come out suddenly became anxious when he saw the direction she was going. He walked over quickly and grabbed her, and said domineeringly, "I don't care about face or self-esteem." You are allowed to go!"

"What are you doing?" Turning around, Qiancheng looked at him with a frown, a feeling of grievance pouring out on him, "Didn't you mean to catch him? Since I didn't catch him, what did I stay for? !"

He sighed slightly, reached out and pulled her into his arms, clasping his thick palms tightly around her slender waist, "Can I be wrong? I shouldn't have talked to you like that!"

Among the choices between self-esteem and fear of losing her, he chose the latter almost without hesitation!

His compromise made her suddenly feel that her compromise was not meaningless.

Such a proud man is willing to apologize for her by pulling his face down, and is willing to talk to himself in such a low voice, she is actually not unmoved.

Buried in his warm bathrobe, the faint mint scent extinguished her anger, she looked up at him slightly, blinked her sour eyes, "Don't play with me in the future and don't answer the phone Tricks, too naive! You are so old and you still behave like a child, don't be ashamed of yourself!"

"Okay..." Lowering his head slightly, he rested his head on her forehead, smiling gently, she was still by his side, this feeling was more secure than hearing Ye Chongxi's voice from her side.

A simple good word seems to have given her thousands of promises, and Linglong's heart shrouded in dark clouds seems to have regained its clarity.

She suddenly reached into his bathrobe, and covered his warm chest with her cold little hands. The coldness suddenly struck him, and he shivered slightly. Her unscrupulous actions set fire again!

"Baby, do you want to rebel?!" He lowered his head abruptly, his dark eyes fell on her cunning little face, such a bright little thing belongs to him from now on!

It can only belong to him!

"No, I'm cold, warm your hands!" She blinked slightly, her clear glass eyes were sly and bright.

Before he could avenge his revenge, he suddenly tightened his hands around her waist, and unceremoniously picked her up. Amidst her screams and struggles, he fell into the soft embrace. Big *.

In a whirl, she was about to turn over, but he pressed her back heavily, the scorching breath hit her nostrils, and the dark black eyes fell at the bottom of her eyes, where a raging fire had already ignited.

She bit her lip slightly, deliberately pretending to be stupid, "What do you want!"

"Well, didn't you say it's cold? I'll keep you warm..." When the words fell, the scorching breath fell, followed by the man's gentle and tender kiss.

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Clicking on the folder downloaded from the mailbox, Jiang Yiyuan looked at the photos she had just received. It was the scene of her hugging Ling Yuxing at the door. They can be faked to make them look like a reluctant couple.

The haughty and upright figure in the photo doesn't seem to be much different from the memory, but she knows better than anyone else that he is no longer the man she looked up to even from his back.

The present man is profound and unfathomable, with extraordinary means. She has been in awe and admiration from the beginning to fear now.

But even so, such an inevitable persistence and past happy fragments made her unwilling to give up just like this.

After typing a few words on the keyboard, she forwarded the email to another person. After the email was successfully sent, she closed her notebook and turned to go out.

When Ling Yuxing was woken up by the vibrating mobile phone on the nightstand, he subconsciously checked the time, got up and put on his nightgown, tucked the quilt for the person on the bed, and then turned around and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

The person who called was the president of the newspaper under the name of the Ling Group. Usually, he would not call him easily, unless it was something urgent or his scandal was photographed.

"President!" The president's respectful voice came from the other end of the phone, "I'm sorry to bother you!"

"What's the matter?" Ling Yuxing said lightly after closing the nightgown on his body, his voice was hoarse from waking up.

It was already evening, and the golden sunlight outside the balcony was scattered on the dark green treetops, showing a faint golden edge.

"It's like this. I just received a few photos about you, President. I have already asked several newspapers in the same industry, and they said that they also received the same photos. It is estimated that someone took the photos and sent them to various Big newspapers, let all newspapers publish this news."

After the scandal between Ling Yuxing and Su Qiancheng was exposed, the media in City A also learned to be smart. As long as every newspaper received the news, the same scandal would be reported on the same day.

Few newspapers in City A dared to publish Ling Yuxing's scandal, and what they were afraid of was nothing more than his vigorous means. However, many newspapers published it at the same time, so it was impossible for him to buy all the newspapers at once. Although all the major newspapers wanted to grab the headlines , but in order to publish Ling Yuxing's scandal without being retaliated against, they all maintained the same tacit understanding.

"Send the photo and I'll get back to you later!"

"Okay!" Hanging up the phone, the newspaper manager quickly sent the few photos he had received.

Not many people dare to ask about the president's private life. This time, another woman is involved. Without the permission of the boss, they naturally dare not post it randomly.

Looking at the few photos taken on the screen, Ling Yuxing curled his lips playfully, and a cold light flashed across his dark eyes.

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