Mr President, take it easy

As soon as he dried his hair, he suddenly turned around and pressed her on the bed, his handsome face came closer, "The meeting with the mayor has been settled, how are you going to thank me?"

Looking at the man asking for credit with a stiff neck, Qian Cheng was a little speechless, raised his hand and shoved the man on top of him, "How do you want me to thank you?"

"What do you think?" He tilted his head and buried his head between her necks, rubbing affectionately, the scorching breath hit her neck, causing her to tremble slightly.

Such an ambiguous reminder no longer needs to be explained, Qiancheng understands what he wants, but she doesn't understand, there are so many women who are prettier than her, and she is jerky even in bed, why did he choose her? Married woman.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, Ling Yuxing narrowed his eyes slightly, turned over suddenly and let her lie back on him, Ang Zang leaned lazily on the big bed, and looked at her domineeringly and calmly like a king: "Why don't you thank you for today?" I'm ready!"

Don't start, she refused politely: "I won't!"

"No? Who hooked me in the cloakroom that day?!" He chuckled lightly, his dark eyes fell on her delicate pink face, "If you don't want to, if I do it, I can do it. Not so gentle anymore!"

After saying that, he tightened his hand around her waist and pressed her against his chest, "How about it, do you want to think about it?"

Considering that he has to go to work tomorrow, if he is really asked to do it, I am afraid that he will not be able to get up all day tomorrow. A person who knows current affairs is a hero, so it doesn't matter if you do it yourself, anyway, it is not the first time!

Grinding her teeth, she glared at him indignantly, as if going all out, she stretched out her hand and ripped off his bathrobe. The neat and savage action immediately pleased the man who had the mentality of watching a show, but it was as rough as a little tigress. It's really unflattering to act like this.

Looking at the whitened ceiling, Ling Yuxing lowered his eyes and glanced at the cat that was gnawing on him as if venting, raised his lips lightly, and suddenly got angry. It seems that the ceiling here needs to be replaced, and it will look like this in the future Watching her mess around seems to be a good enjoyment.

After dawdling to the back, seeing that he didn't respond, she became gentle, and the teasing movements gradually ignited a lot of flames on him, and he finally recovered from his fugue, enjoying her jerky movements.

After tossing and tossing for a while, he lost all his patience, turned over suddenly and pressed her back to the big bed, quickly tore off the thin nightgown on her body, and pressed her over with this posture, gently wrapping her neck A delicate kiss fell between them, and the cool and thin fingertips slid across her slender waist, landed on her sensitive points and pressed, and the scorching temperature hit again.

Half-closed her eyes, she writhed impatiently and moaned uncomfortably, and her eager desire stimulated the man's movements even more.

Lowering his head, he kissed her lips fiercely, and rushed forward when she was struggling, domineeringly possessing all her sweetness and tightness!

The night was deep, and the dim light shone on the entangled body on the bed, making the room ambiguous.

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Almost late for work the next day, Qian Cheng turned his head and stared angrily at the expressionless man in the driver's seat, gritted his teeth and didn't dare to speak loudly to him, and was so angry that he was half dead.

Ling Yuxing's car was too ostentatious, she didn't dare to let him take her to the gate of the company, she asked him to stop the car across the street and walked over by herself.

The man in the driver's seat who was regarded as the driver turned his head to look at her coldly, his dark eyes filled with dissatisfaction: "Why, am I your wife? Do you need to hide like this?"

"Isn't it?" Unbuttoning the seat belt, Qian Cheng looked up angrily, "In order not to ruin your reputation, it's better for our relationship to be relaxed!"

As she said that, she opened the door and was about to get out of the car, but the man in the driver's seat said coolly, "You should think about the conditions I mentioned yesterday!"

"..." She really needs to consider the issue of divorce, so she nodded lightly without saying anything, "I see!"

Back in the office building, Qiancheng stepped into the assistant's room and looked at the two assistants who arrived earlier than her, "Xingyu, please make me a cup of coffee, Xingyun, please give me all the content you collected about European fashion, by the way Keep up the notice, there will be an early meeting in 10 minutes!"

"Okay, boss!"

Looking at the time, Qiancheng thought about asking the mayor for dinner, and called Qiu Huaxue. Before she could speak, Qiu Huaxue's questioning voice came from the other end of the phone: "How is it? Are you ready? Have you made an appointment with the mayor? When will he be free?"

"I have made an appointment. The mayor said that he will visit the old man at Yan's house on Saturday. If you have anything to say, please tell him then!"

"Really? That's great! I'll tell the old man right away!" Without even saying a word of thanks, Qiu Huaxue happily hung up the phone, and the mayor came to visit, which gave enough face to the old man of the Yan family, and also gave enough to Yan Family face.

After all, no matter what, the Yan family has a lot of prestige in city a, both in the business and political circles. Mr. Yan is still an old revolutionary, and the eldest son of Yan is a high-ranking provincial official. As the mayor, he still has to give the Yan family some face.

Putting away the phone, Qian Cheng flipped through the documents on the table and began to prepare for the morning meeting.

Maybe it was because yesterday she took the CEO's anger on behalf of the executives of various departments. The morning meeting lasted for more than an hour. The heads and directors of various departments cooperated with her extraordinarily. Without saying anything, they got busy with following her arrangements.

The busy work even made her forget the scene at the airport and the person she met again at the airport. It was not until she got off work at night that she received a call from Lin Ruxuan that she took a breath.

"Is there something wrong?" Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the gradually darkening night in the distance. Only then did she realize that it was very late, and she worked non-stop for several hours to revise a plan without even realizing it.

Wipe her head and turn her over. "Miss Su, how about going out for a cup of coffee?" Lin Ruxuan's soft voice came from the other end of the phone, in the darkened night, it was very seductive.

"Sorry, I'm not free today!" She was starving to death, how could she have time to drink coffee!

"Really? I think you'll be very interested in something here. If you don't come, don't regret it! I'll wait for you on the floor of the imperial cafe!"

"..." Before she could refuse, Lin Ruxuan had already hung up the phone, as if she was sure that she would definitely go.

Putting away the phone, Qian Cheng rubbed his forehead, put away the documents on the table, took his bag and got ready to leave work.

Driving on the noisy road, the bright lights on both sides are printed in the sight, making the city look more flashy and blurred.

I didn't have dinner, my stomach was empty at the moment, I found a porridge shop near Huangting Hotel, ordered a seafood porridge and ate it.

Since Lin Ruxuan was sure that she would go, then she was confident enough to let her wait. Anyway, there was no rush, let's talk when she was full.

It was more than half an hour when she felt the imperial court. After reporting her name to the waiter, the waiter led her to a seat by the window. She glanced at the woman who seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and sat down sideways.

After ordering a glass of lemonade, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Lin Ruxuan, who was showing a little impatience, and smiled calmly, "I don't know why Miss Lin is looking for me?"

"It's just that there are some things I want to show Miss Su." Turning her head, Lin Ruxuan took out an envelope from her bag and handed it to her. She gracefully picked up the coffee cup and sipped the coffee, with a smug smile on her charming face.

Glancing at her indifferently, Qian Cheng took the envelope on the table and pulled out a stack of photos inside. Apart from the woman opposite her, the main character in the photo was her husband in name only.

From the two people walking hand in hand on the beach to the candlelight dinner in the hotel, to the two people lingering in the swimming pool and the happy smiling face of the woman on the big bed, the angles of each photo are captured perfectly, like the viewer proclaiming the happiness of the owner of the photo and sweet.

Looking at these photos, Qiancheng smiled faintly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman who declared war on him, a little puzzled: "What is the purpose of Miss Lin showing me these photos?"

"It doesn't mean anything, I just hope you let Zirao go, the person he loves is me, and only me! Someone like you is not worthy of him at all. If you are going, don't pester him anymore. he!"

"Huh? Let Yan Zirao go? I don't know what position Ms. Lin is talking to me now? What you said just now, I think it will be more legitimate if I say it from the mouth of the real lady. You are just an intervention You're just a mistress in someone else's marriage, why do you ask me so? Do you love you just because Yan Zi loves you? If he really loves you so much, why did he marry me?"

"Marrying you is just the old man's order, he has always been filial! Speaking of mistress, don't you think you are the third party? If it weren't for you, Zirao and I would have been married a long time ago, and it wouldn't be your turn to explode Hu's daughter to be this Mrs. Yan!" 13acv.

"Really? But some things only focus on the result, and no one cares about the process. Now I am Mrs. Yan, and you are the mistress in terms of morality and ethics. If he and I never divorce for the rest of our lives, you can only carry mistress behind your back for the rest of your life." I am notorious. I am the daughter of a nouveau riche, yes, but now I am Mrs. Yan, and I am better than you, an actor, am I not? It is your business that Yan Zi loves you, and it is my business whether to divorce or not. Take Threats like this won't do much for me, you might as well beg Yan Zi for forgiveness."

At least, Yan Zirao is more talkative than her, as long as she shed a few tears, what purpose can't be achieved?