Shadow Bride

Watching all this, Zhuang Heng sneered in his heart, huh, he thought Su Xingyu was such a strong competitor, but it turned out to be nothing more than that, so he dared to defy Lu Shifeng openly? She didn't know that Lu Shifeng's most taboo was that others would not obey his orders? Sure enough, an inferior woman is an inferior woman. Just give her a three-point color to open a dyeing workshop, thinking that she can go to heaven!

Just wait and see, like her, she can't follow Lu Shifeng for long!

Thinking about it, Zhuang Heng's face showed a gentle smile again, and softly persuaded him: "Thousands of mistakes are all my fault, Shi Feng, don't blame Xing Yu, isn't it okay for me to pay Xing Yu? ?"

"Who wants you to make up for it?" Su Xingyu simply exploded. Isn't she half sincere when she said that she made up for it?

Lu Shifeng said, "Su Xingyu, you are not finished."

She was wronged and suddenly felt tired to be with him. No matter what she said or did, she was wrong. All the anger was diminished at this moment. What if she and Zhuang Heng quarreled fiercely? Anyway, Lu Shifeng will not change his opinion. "I'm finished," she stood up from the sofa, "Ms. Lu, Ms. Zhuang, I will go out first, you are free."

Having said that, he walked out without looking back.

Lu Shifeng grabbed her wrist and took her into his arms: "Su Xingyu."

She could hardly suppress the angry voice with forbearance.

She made a hard effort, and was very uncomfortable with his long legs: "You let go! Don't you like Zhuang Heng! Can't I go out and let the two of you be together? Why are you holding me! "

The messy hair was scattered on her cheeks and shoulders, and the thin silk dress was torn apart a little, revealing a little bit of the delicate and smooth skin on the back of her neck and back. Last night's joy still faintly remained on the snow-white skin. Traces of love, her body is covered with the good smell of shower gel, refreshing. He breathed tightly, and his voice suddenly became heavy: "Don't move."

She was still struggling violently, but suddenly she felt a fiery change somewhere under him, and she turned pale with fright and didn't dare to move. This... beast! She remained half-kneeled in his arms, struggling to maintain her balance, not daring to breathe.

Lu Shifeng's brows furrowed tightly, and he clutched her shoulder blades tightly with one hand, as if to crush. A pair of long, narrow, cold eyes looked up at Zhuang Heng, "If you're fine, go out first."

Obviously, the eviction order.

Although Zhuang Heng had not gone through personnel affairs, the current situation also made her faintly guess something. In an instant, the flames of jealousy almost swallowed reason. She looked at the two people entangled on the sofa and tried to maintain a smile: "Shi Feng, when I went out to take pictures in the morning, I found a good dessert shop. Seeing that the walnut crisp is quite unique, I bought some for you. You. ..."

"Put it on the table." Lu Shifeng's mind is all on Su Xingyu, so why is he paying attention to walnut crisps?

Zhuang Heng's thin, brightly painted lips gently pressed, after all, he was afraid that Lu Shifeng would be angry anymore. Even if the jealousy in his heart was about to boil over the sky, he had to restrain it, put the walnut cake in his hand on the table, and know the current affairs. Pushed it out.

Su Xingyu...

Su Xingyu...!

She will make her die ugly! Zhuang Heng did not know how many times he swears.

In the president's office, as soon as he heard the sound of the heavy solid wood door closing, Lu Shifeng turned over and overwhelmed Su Xingyu on the leather sofa. "You are crazy!" Su Xingyu's breath was unstable, struggling, pushing him hard.

But he untied his tie in twos and then tied her hand: "Su Xingyu, be honest."

With a big hand, "Zila" tore open her dress.

Su Xingyu twisted his body uncomfortably, but only in vain aroused his desire to conquer. The cloth was everywhere, and the room was charming...

When it was over, she felt as if she was exhausted, lying softly on the sofa, unable to move even a finger. Lu Shifeng was in good spirits. He stood up and dressed refreshedly, glanced at her torn dress on the ground, and made a call: "Xie Yan, send a set of women's clothing to my office for Xing Yu... Size? I don't know the size, ask the butler."

As the air calmed down, Su Xingyu curled up a little bit, staring at the ceiling with his eyes blankly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

She counted unconsciously, and she didn't know that when she counted hundreds of times, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Shifeng put his own suit jacket on her, then went to open the door, and then closed the door again. He took a very elegant dress and walked over. "Put it on," he ordered.

She was still curled up and motionless.

He looked down at her: "Lost energy? Would you like me to help you."

"You stay away from me." She was furious, and there were red marks on her wrist that he had just tied up. She hated him, maybe she had never hated him like any man, hated everything about him, wishing to tear him to pieces, wishing to die with him. But she could only lie here, she couldn't shake him even if she tried her best, she couldn't do anything.

Her eyes are still godless, like a rag doll that has lost its life.

Lu Shifeng bends down to pick her up, dresses for her regardless of her weak resistance, and manages her long hair a little awkwardly.

His gesture hurt her, and she trembled.

He immediately gestured lightly and said to her: "You will go down. If you still feel uncomfortable, you can lie down in my office for a while. Your physique is too weak. Let Gui's mother give you a good supplement. How can this be? I can’t stand it once."

......She is not all in pain, she is angry, can't he see it!

Su Xingyu was so angry that he was so angry that he came back to life again. It was about the opposite of everything, and he had a bit of energy, and he hummed.

Lu Shifeng is already bringing her a blanket. His office is very large. He usually takes a nap here when he works late, so he has a cashmere blanket. He covered her with the finely crafted cashmere blanket, but she pushed it away.

"I'm fine," she finally understood, what a waste of expression to be angry with this man, he couldn't see anything at all! She staggered to her feet, trying to stand firm, "I want to go out."

He looked at her as if she fell down when the wind blows, frowning: "I'll take your vacation."

She said, "I have a meeting in the afternoon, and I don't want to be absent on the third day of work." In fact, she didn't want to be favored by him.

He frowned again, but he was about to be satisfied just now. At this time, he was unexpectedly tolerant to her: "Then bring some walnuts down." He pointed to the thing Zhuangheng had just brought in, "I was hungry in the afternoon to eat."

Su Xingyu originally didn't want to bring it, but when he saw Zhuang Heng's walnut cakes left in his office, anger and resentment suddenly rose to the sky again, and the evil grew to the courage, so he stretched out his hand and took the whole bag away. "I have a lot of colleagues, I'll take it down and give it to them." She said to Lu Shifeng.