CEO's Secret Wife

Huo Jingcheng opened the chair for her. She was a very gentleman, but Shen Ya's heart jumped a little fast. She was afraid that those people would look at them with strange eyes.

After reaching out and pinning her hair to her ears, she didn't dare to look at him. She just bowed her head and thanked him: "thank you, Mr. Huo."

"No thanks." Huo Jingcheng said in a low voice and glanced at her with deep meaning. On his side was another female employee in the office. He was still thoughtful and subtle to help her open it.

The female staff was flattered and excited. Looking at Huo Jingcheng, they all looked with peach heart red: "thank you, Mr. Huo."

He curled his lips and smiled politely and gently. The female employee was fascinated again. Lin Yanxiu was very jealous. She should sit in that position.

"Come on, Mr. Huo won't like you. Don't have that unrealistic dream." the manager lowered his voice, and all the female employees here were dreaming.

Lin Yanxiu glanced at the slightly obese manager and then looked at the elegant and gentle Huo Jingcheng. She couldn't stop being a little upset.

The gray coat on his body was very long, very long between his knees. At the moment when he sat down, Huo Jingcheng took off his coat and handed it to the waiter: "thank you."

The waiter shook his head and helped him put it away.

There was only a black shirt inside, but the silver thread spread at the collar and shoulders, which was not monotonous, but also showed low-key luxury and delicacy.

The leader sat on the table. Everyone didn't open it very much and was a little restrained. All the dishes ordered on the table were Shenya's favorite. She pinched her chopsticks.

Huo Jingcheng didn't eat much. He is the protagonist tonight. Everyone's eyes, focus and topic are on him. He has been sipping wine lightly with a gentle look. He whispers a few words from time to time. He is neither distant nor close, nor does he make people feel distance.

Suddenly, Shenya felt her left hand hot. She lowered her eyes slightly, but she saw that his right hand boldly held her left hand under the table, crossed her fingers and held each other.

She blushed and her heart beat. His really bold move was beyond her expectation. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't open it.

Surrounded by the company's employees, Shen Ya was afraid that her actions would attract other people's attention, so she gave up.

Huo Jingcheng holds red wine in his left hand and gently shakes the glass. His thin lips lift up in a slightly larger arc. He sips the red wine slightly and talks with the president.

Shen Ya pretended to be calm, but his ears were hot. His left hands were weak and weak. The two secretly held hands on his strong thighs. Thick joints and warm fingers kept playing with her hands and sticking to each other.

Huo Jingcheng drank four glasses of red wine, but didn't eat much. His hand was loosened. Shen Ya was stunned, but saw him take out his mobile phone from his suit pants.

When he turned on his mobile phone, his fingertips moved on the screen, his face was soft, his lips were smiling, I didn't know what he was looking at, but his mood seemed very good,

Everyone's eyes were on him. His smile made the hearts of many female employees melt. For a moment, he put his mobile phone into the pocket of his suit pants, but didn't touch the wine glass again.

The manager joked: "is Mr. Huo's girlfriend not allowed to drink? I don't even touch the wine now..."

Huo Jingcheng neither denied nor affirmed. His eyebrows and eyes were slightly selected. He was full of unspeakable gentleness: "I drank a lot of wine at a dinner just now. Women manage a lot..."

When he speaks, he always pauses occasionally and always slows down. Listening to it makes people move and heartbeat.

Such an attitude is vague, but it also indirectly admits that there are women. Shen Ya has no words, has a low vision and has been drinking soup.

"Although I say so, I like Mr. Huo's look very much. It looks very enjoyable!"

"Mr. Huo is really lucky!"

"Who can be Mr. Huo's girlfriend? It's really happy!"

"Mr. Huo's girlfriend must be very beautiful and very temperament!"

He smiled, but did not answer. Listening to everyone's words, Shen Ya felt a shock. She took out her mobile phone. It was a text message and clicked on it.

Find an excuse to leave and wait for me at the corner of the hotel.

The person who sends a text message is naturally the man sitting next to him. Shen Ya's heart beats a little faster, but he wants to laugh. Can a man like him also lie?

Everyone was eating, and she had no excuse to leave. When the food was almost ready, Shen Ya picked up her bag, glanced at the people and left.

When she walked out of the hotel, she sent a text message to the manager, saying that she came to her great aunt in advance. She had a stomachache and was very uncomfortable. She had to leave in advance.

After sending the text message, Shen Ya's eyebrows wrinkled a little. She didn't know how to listen to him and stood at the corner. Somehow, she felt like a thief.

The manager kept leaving a message. When he saw Shen Ya leave, his eyes fell on Huo Jingcheng to see when he would act.

Huo Jingcheng sat motionless and smiled lightly. The manager sat at the window and clearly saw Shen Ya walking around the corner.

Ten minutes later, Huo Jingcheng got up, looked at the watch on his wrist, reached for the gray coat handed over by the waiter, put it on, and apologized: "there are still several documents to deal with, so I had to leave the table in advance. Another day, I made it to order, and invited everyone to take a seat together. The car back has been booked. I hope everyone can eat happily and get home safely."

Everyone was saying it didn't matter. With a faint apology, he slightly sorted his collar and left in the sight of everyone.

The car didn't drive to the corner of the coffee shop. The manager frowned. Did they really have nothing to do with each other? He sat down again.

The silver moushan circled from the back and finally stopped at the door of the cafe. The door opened and Shen Ya sat on it.

The car started, left, went all the way, and stopped at the porridge shop. Shen Ya frowned. Huo Jingcheng slightly loosened his tie around his neck. He was a little tired: "I had two meals, drank eight or nine glasses of wine, didn't eat a bite of the meal, and ate some porridge with me..."

Shen Ya saw those tired, soft hearted and nodded. There were still many people in the porridge shop. They still sat in the private room they had sat in several times before.

She asked for a cup of warm water and asked him to drink it first. Then she asked for a bowl of lotus seed porridge and a bowl of red jujube porridge. They sat opposite each other.

She ate lotus seed porridge, while Huo Jingcheng ate red jujube porridge. He didn't seem to eat. He was really hungry now. Even if he ate quickly, he was still elegant.

The bony left hand fell on the table. Huo Jingcheng pulled his thin lips, and his low voice overflowed: "hand."

Frown, although Shenya was puzzled, she put her hand in his palm.

The corners of his lips were hooked. Huo Jingcheng held his big hand back, slightly rubbed her palm and continued to eat porridge.

His heart beat faster. Shen Yaliu was embarrassed and embarrassed. He wanted to take his hand back. He didn't adapt to his sudden intimacy: "you're still eating."

Staring at her, Huo Jingcheng said: "such a move will not affect my eating..."

"I don't think it's very interesting." Shen Ya pursed her lips awkwardly.

The waiter was still carrying porridge in and out, but he held her hand and put it on the table.

"Love should be like love..." Huo Jingcheng said in a deep voice. Looking at her, he seemed very focused.

Shen Yamo blushed. After a moment, she said, "why do I think everything you say is reasonable?"

Whether it was the words that convinced her last night or this sentence, it was always seven inches, which was irrefutable.

After a short pause, Huo Jingcheng raised his eyebrows and replied, "I won't speak without reason..."

"Talk big." she chuckled.

"No, this is what my age and experience have given me..." he said: "I said that my life is not a piece of white paper, let alone a blank, it is deep and complex."

Hearing the speech, Shen Ya was really curious about his life. What kind of environment gave birth to such a man.

After eating porridge, it was already ten o'clock. Huo Jingcheng drove and asked her, "do you want to walk down the street and digest?"

Feeling the food, Shen Ya nodded and walked very well.

The silver moushan stopped by the moat. The weather was too cold and the night was deep, so there were few people by the moat.

The water is flowing, the wind blows, rippling out circles of ripples. The night is cold and windy. Shen Ya's windbreaker is thin, and his hands can't help holding his shoulders.

The next moment, her body was heavy, she raised it, and Huo Jingcheng's slender big hand gently draped the windbreaker over her shoulder, looking gentle.

She looked at him, raised her eyebrows and asked curiously, "are you so considerate to every woman?"

"This is my cultivation and personality..."

His dark eyes stared at her deeply, swept her lips with pink luster, approached from the side of her body, bent over, kissed Shen Ya's left cheek with warm lips, and then moved on the pink lips, warm, dense, light and layered.

When she was suddenly kissed, Shen Ya was like a sculpture, stunned, and the man's thick and pleasant smell ran through her nose.

The distance between him and her face is close at hand. She can see every corner of his face clearly. It is so profound and heroic. Every corner shows his depth and excellence.

He held her lips, hugged her in his arms and whispered in her ear, "but I won't be so close to them. This is your exclusive..."

Such a night, warm embrace, hot kiss, emotional low Nan, how can people not be emotional?

Shen Ya thought that such a man was born to confuse women and let women sink

Until she got into the car, she was still wearing his black coat, her skin was white, and now she was wearing gray, which made her look more white and red.

"Very beautiful..." Huo Jingcheng whispered.

Hearing the speech, in front of him, Shen Ya shook a section of his sleeve because it was too long in front of him: "it's like a child stealing adult clothes. How can it be called beautiful? It's obviously funny."

"Everything has a different starting point, just how you look at it and compare it..." Huo Jingcheng stared at her and moved his thin lips: "it seems to me that the women on the stage put on their costumes and shook their sleeves, revealing their charm..."