Belong with me,My Girl!

Chu Tiannan sent Qin Mei home. She lived in a very partial place. The place she lived in was very cheap. She always thought that she was not worthy of him. If it wasn't for him, she would not let him hold her hand. She made a lot of rules. Besides, she was not allowed to give her any help in her work or in her life.

Maybe she thought it would hurt her self-esteem to be exposed to him in that kind of place, so she didn't let him deliver it.

Chu Tiannan figured out this point and didn't insist on it any more. He suddenly came up to him, and his eyes were somewhat ominous: "Mei Mei."

Qin Mei's head dropped fast like an ostrich: "what do you want to do?"

"I think, I think," he suddenly approached again and went straight.

Qin Mei opened her eyes and then closed them slowly.

The taxi stops beside them and Chu Tiannan takes her to the car.

Qin Mei's mobile phone rings when the car is far away.

Hang up the phone and say to the driver: "master, turn ahead, go..."

A luxury suite.

The man opened a bottle of cocktail and drank it slowly.

There was the sound of opening the door. He did not look back. He continued to shake the liquor and taste the mellow wine slowly pouring into his throat.

A pair of charming hand rings in his chest, slowly rubbing, the man's muscles strong expansion, send out masculine hormone breath, make the woman confused.

The red lips raised a evil smile: "how, want?"

The woman snorted and her body was entangled.

The man raised his head and drank the last sip of wine. Disgust flashed in his eyes. He opened her hand and threw it away. His voice was hoarse and magnetic: "what's the matter?"

"Don't worry, what you gave me has been used up," the woman did not dare to be presumptuous after being waved away, but her hands were still unfaithfully looping around his back to tease him.

The man took out a bag of coffee like powder from his pocket, "know what to do next."

"I see," the woman's voice was coquettish. She put away her things and was ready to cuddle up. The man had already got up. She didn't lean on her and nearly fell down.

The man put down the glass, turned to hold the woman's small chin, saw the flattery on her face as well as the cross flow of eye waves, sneered: "tonight's most robust cowherd reward to you."

Then he picked up his coat and left.

……

After his son fell asleep, Xia Zimo lay on the big bed, turning over a book.

Did not look for a while, the Oriental Chen opens the quilt to lie up, very heavy wine breath still clip smoke flavor.

"Husband, how do you..." Xia Zimo put down the book, and before turning around, he was very rude to pull the past.

"Husband, what are you doing?"

Dongfang Chen's action is rude, full of wine gas, chest exudes a wild and rough explosion of breath, big hands push up her nightdress.

She rolled her fingers in pain. It was rare for Dongfang Chen to treat her so rudely and directly.

Every time, although he was eager, he was very gentle, afraid to hurt her half.

"Chen, you..."

He is like a changed person, eyes like a fierce leopard, only to vent himself.

In recent days, Xia Zimo tried to follow him and comfort him. She thought he was working in the study, but she didn't want to. He drank so much wine and smoked so much, but he still treated her like this after coming up.

She breathed, still trying to pander to him.

I don't know how long it took before it stopped.

"Chen," Xia Zimo pushed the man on the body, gently called him: "husband," found that he actually fell asleep.

Push Oriental Chen aside, Xia Zimo sits up.

Under the light, her delicate skin is covered with blue and purple, and there are several pieces of black on her chest and two circles of red marks on her wrist.

Xia Zimo held her body and sat alone for a long time.

The next morning, when she finished her breakfast, Dongfang Chen was dressed up and walked down.

"Mo Mo, I feel much better today. I'll go to the company after breakfast."

"Are you really OK?" Xia Zimo put down the tray and went over anxiously to look at him up and down.

His suit is neat, his tie is beautiful, and his spirit is very good. With a smile on his lips, he goes back to the old Oriental president, who is extremely handsome and upside down.

See her a face nervous appearance, the East Chen smiles to hold her cheek: "how, can't give up me?" And then he gave a kiss.

"No, husband, you..."

"What's going on here?" Dongfang Chen saw the dark green mark under her clavicle, stretched out her collar and frowned deeply: "how to make it?"

Xia Zimo looks at him with wide eyes.

"I made it?" Dongfang Chen patted her head, then hugged her, gently fell on her cheek, gently said to her: "sorry, ink."

Son let LAN housekeeper send to accompany his grandfather, Xia Zimo and Dongfang Chen went to the company together.This man is really abnormal recently. She is very worried.

Dongfang Chen sits in front of his desk, reading documents. Xia Zimo leans on the sofa in the reception area to play with his mobile phone and looks at him from time to time.

Her man's serious appearance is very sexy and charming. No wonder the little secretary will be moved. She even smiles when she thinks about it.

Dongfang Chen entered the working state and instinctively pressed the next machine: "Secretary Qin, I want a cup of coffee."

Coffee.

Xia Zimo heard, immediately threw the mobile phone out.

In the tea room, next to the espresso machine, Secretary Qin was making coffee quickly. Suddenly, she said, "Miss Qin is very good at making coffee."

The sudden voice startled the serious Qin Mei. Looking back, she saw Xia Zimo standing behind her. Her expression recovered quickly. She bent down and called out, "madam."

Xia Zimo watched behind her for a while. Qin Mei's coffee making technique was very professional, as if she had received professional training.

"I had a job as a secretary before. I couldn't do anything else. I learned how to make coffee." Qin Mei said so.

Xia Zimo nodded: "you go on, the president said that he liked your coffee very much. You taught me how to make it."

"It's my pleasure to teach Madame."

"You go on."

Qin Mei turned and went on.

The coffee is ready. It's brought in by summer purple ink.

Like a secretary, he put it on the table, bent over and said respectfully, "president, your coffee."

Dongfang Chen saw is her, elegant smile, put up to taste a mouthful, also appreciated a sentence: "taste good."

At about twelve o'clock at noon, Qin Mei came in and first called out, "president," and then she called to Xia Zimo, "madam, do you want me to order meals for you?"

"No need," Xia Zimo stares at her collar for a moment.

Secretaries are uniform professional clothes, black dress, high collar white shirt, untie the two buttons, showing a slender white neck, looks very temperament.

"Yes," she bent down again and went out again.

All day long, Xia Zimo watched Dongfang Chen. He drank a cup of coffee in the morning and went to work in the afternoon. At more than two o'clock, he ordered another cup.

In short, as soon as she heard that he wanted coffee, Xia Zimo went out to learn from Qin Mei how to make the taste he liked.

At more than three o'clock in the afternoon, he even ordered another drink.

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