New Love: The contract sweetheart is delicious

On the top floor passed by Zhaoming, in the special elevator for the president, Jiang Jingmo and his secretary Wen Yan stood in the elevator coldly. As soon as the door of the elevator was opened, Jiang Jingmo asked, "how was the project discussed yesterday?"

Wen fan busily turns over the information in his hand. There is no panic on his quiet face. Even his tone is very calm: "it has been confirmed that the other party intends to return home to cooperate with us."

Jiang Jingmo hooked the corner of his mouth: "not bad." He took off his suit coat and threw it into Wen Yan's hand. Wen Yan skillfully hung on the hanger at the door.

In the office of about 300 square meters, French windows are located on the opposite side of the door, forming a wall. The layout of the office is simple. In addition to Jiang Jingmo's desk, only the pure leather sofa is dazzling.

On the other side of the office, there is Jiang Jingmo's rest area. Through a sliding door, you can see a huge bed, a huge wardrobe and some sports equipment.

"Mr. Jiang, I'll go out first." Wenyan voice light spread out, Jiang Jingmo waved, he took the door to go out.

Jiang Jingmo can't believe whether everything in front of him is true or not. Compared with himself a few years ago, he has completely changed, and now he has a heavier burden.

Tong Wan suffered a lot in her villa in Qinshan. LAN LAN and an ran gave her endless work every day.

She's like a machine, and it's always running.

For a moment, Tong Wan wanted to give up. She wanted to escape here, but she thought that her parents were still in the hands of Jiang Jingmo. All her thoughts were shattered. What was this? She clenched her teeth and could bear everything.

Seeing that the setting sun was about to set, Tong Wan was too tired to straighten her waist. Her hand supported her slender waist and turned around. Jiang Jingmo's figure appeared in front of her. Her pupils were shaking and she was scared to step back.

Jiang Jingmo leaned over, grabbed her wrist fiercely, and pulled it to his arms mercilessly: "are you tired?" His lips were close to Tong Wan's ears, and his voice was much softer.

Tong Wan shuddered and struggled with all her strength. She found that Jiang Jingmo was holding one of her wrists harder. She asked angrily, "what do you want to do?"

Jiang Jingmo's blurred eyes are fixed on Tong Wan's lips. Her lips are light pink. Jiang Jingmo's throat is sliding. Suddenly, her overbearing kiss is engraved on Tong Wan's lips.

Tong Wan's eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of panic. Her pink fist beat Jiang Jingmo's chest: "let go... Me." When the breath came to Jiang Jingmo's ears, he became more excited.

Jiang Jing Mo Suo's two hands tightly hold Tong Wan's hands, ten fingers clasped, let her no longer have the strength to struggle. Gradually, Jiang Jingmo's kiss becomes gentle, and Tong Wan's body becomes paralyzed. Her two little hands naturally hook Jiang Jingmo's neck, and they gradually sink into the lingering kiss.

"Ah mo." Sweet voice sounded, Tong Wan frowned and immediately pushed away Jiang Jingmo.

Jiang Jingmo wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. His eyes became sharp immediately. He turned around and saw an ran in front of the door.

An Ran is holding a plate of cut fruit in her hand. Time seems to be still. Her eyes are staring at them.

A few seconds later, an ran came to Jiang Jingmo's side. The smile at the corner of her mouth made people feel warm. She intimately pasted it on Jiang Jingmo's chest: "I know you're back. I specially prepared the fruit. I must be very tired after a busy day."

Jiang Jingmo's face became a lot of sunshine: "let's go."

An ran takes Jiang Jingmo's arm and turns around. She looks back at Tong Wan standing in the same place. Her face sinks, and the look in her eyes is as sharp as a blade.

Plaything? She's just a plaything. Seeing the disappearance of the two figures, Tong Wan went back to his room.

Jiang Jingmo and an ran sit face to face in the hall. An ran picks up the fruit and hands it to Jiang Jingmo's mouth: "ah..." she signals Jiang Jingmo to open his mouth, but Jiang Jingmo holds the magazine in his hand. After reading an ran, he doesn't turn his head.

Anran dropped her head in loss: "amo, do you hate me? Do you have no me in your heart? If that's the case, just let me know. I'll leave right away. " She stood up from the sofa, Jiang Jingmo immediately grabbed her arm.

He explained: "an ran, it's not like this. How can I hate you? I'm just a little tired today."

Hearing Jiang Jingmo's magnetic voice, an ran immediately sat down and put the fruit to Jiang Jingmo's mouth again. Jiang Jingmo reluctantly opened his mouth.

Every day's busy let Tong Wangen originally less than think, as long as the body touched the bed, her sleepiness immediately hit.

In the middle of the night, Tong Wan fell asleep and swam with one hand. Tong Wan was startled. She opened her eyes and became stiff all over.

Tong Wan thought it would be Jiang Jingmo again, but there was no light vanilla smell on this person. Tong Wan immediately sat up and turned on the light in the room.

What appeared in front of her was a strange face. Tong Wan was frightened and cried out: "ah! Ah! Who are you The scream of walking in the whole villa is particularly miserable.

"Anyway, you are just a servant here. Play with me." There was a sly smile on the man's face. As he was about to come forward, Tong Wan kicked him to do harm.

She was tidying up her messy clothes. The man was completely angered by Tong Wan. He climbed into bed and his face was ferocious: "well, you dare to beat me and let me clean you up." His hand firmly imprisoned Tong Wan's arm.

"Help, help!" A tearing sound came out.

Bang, the door opened, Jiang Jingmo's body wrapped in a snow-white bathrobe, looking at the scene in front of him, he immediately rushed forward, two hands tightly grasped his fist.

Before the man could react, his fist fell on his face quickly.

Jiang Jingmo's whole body has been filled with anger, his eyes are also burning, looking at the man's eyes have been cold to the bone.

LAN LAN, an ran and a group of servants also ran to hear the scream.

The servant quickly begged for mercy: "young master, let me go, young master, I didn't mean to."

Jiang Jingmo didn't answer. He had lost his mind. Looking at the blood on the man's face, Jiang Jingmo became more excited. The scene of opening the door was in his mind, and the corner of evil spirit's mouth was rising.

His bloody eyes widened.

Tong Wan quickly covered his messy body with a quilt and shivered in the quilt.

"Pull away the young master immediately, you'll be killed!" Anxious Lan Lan is directing the servant. But the servant tried, and no one dared to step forward.

At this time, Jiang Jingmo was completely crazy, just like a hungry wolf was hunting.