President, please spoil me!

When the man's emotional roar subsided, no one spoke for a while, and the whole office seemed extraordinarily quiet.

There was even a few seconds of dead silence.

Huo Sicheng raised his eyelids, and his tone was still calm, "If you're done talking, then go out, Shen Shaolin, I've tolerated you for Wei Xi's sake, you've already exceeded the distance."

He didn't even deny it.

He had only been abroad for a few months on business, and when he came back, he heard that Xing Wei had a car accident, and what was even more absurd was that he even heard that Xing Wei had brought meals to the company with an insulated box.

What does this mean?

Will the majestic president of Shi Ding be short of food? This is usually a sweet and stupid thing that lovers who are in public love or newly married couples do.

Shen Shaolin's pupils dilated, and his breathing became more rapid, "Okay, okay, very good, I really misread you, the relationship between Huixi and you for 20 years, and the relationship between Tang Yan and you for more than 20 years, I have devoted myself to it for six or seven years. Do your best to do things for you, we can't compare to this woman's hair, so today you can sit here with a clear conscience and love her, you are so fucking crazy."

After saying this, he probably saw that Huo Sicheng wasn't going to give him any reaction, let alone give him a satisfactory answer. An obvious disappointed expression flashed across his face, he turned around and strode away.

The door of the president's office was slammed loudly.

It was completely quiet.

Xing Hua's body was still leaning against the man, and Fang's fierce expression of Shen Shaolin frightened her. She subconsciously approached him to seek safety. At this time, her body remained stiff, and she even controlled her breathing.

after awhile.

Huo Sicheng stretched out his hand, and put back each layer of the insulation box without expression. His face was calm, as if what happened just now didn't affect him in the slightest, and he just said flatly, "You can go out in 10 minutes."

Xing Hua looked at him blankly.

For some reason, something grabbed her heart, tightly.

Probably because she didn't speak, the man turned his head and looked down at her, "What's wrong."

She bit her lips lightly, her eyes fixed on his face, "You are with me...There are many people around you...Accuse you, blame you?"

"No," he replied quickly, then turned his head to continue packing the insulation box, and said flatly, "He likes Huixi, that's an exception, you don't have to worry about it."

Besides, how many people dared to rush into his office to yell and criticize him.

Shen Shaolin's daring was only because he tolerated it.

Xing Hua lowered her head, and the little joy she had gained so hard was almost wiped away, and suddenly became heavy.

After Huo Sicheng reassembled the insulation box, he took out a wet tissue and casually wiped every finger. Finally, he stood up, threw the garbage into the trash can, and walked to the French windows, looking down at the bustling city.

After standing there for a while, he skillfully took out his cigarette and lighter, and lit the flickering cigarette butts with a faint blue flame, and soon Xing Hua saw dense smoke lingering around him.

She seemed to suddenly understand what Shu Qing said before, that he would be very painful with her... What does it mean.

She sat there looking at him for a long time, but in the end she didn't know what kind of thought came out of it, maybe there was no thought at all, she got up and walked towards him.

Standing behind the man, he put his arms around his waist.

Huo Sicheng lowered his head, looked at the white hand on his waist, breathed out a puff of smoke, and then directly clasped her wrist, thinking that she was dragged from behind to the front, pressed against the heavy French window, and blew out a smoke ring along the way , with a slightly hoarse voice, "What are you doing, huh?"

Xing Hao looked up at his face, pursed her lips and said, "I want to hug you before leaving, if you don't like it, I'll...uh"

Her lips, carrying a faint smell of nicotine tobacco, wrapped around her lips.

This is not a gentle and charming kiss.

From the beginning, the man sucked her lips heavily as if venting some suppressed emotions. Compared with pity, it was more like ravaging her wantonly. Deeper, bit her soft tongue, and then licked other corners of her mouth more and more roughly.

He held her waist with one hand, and the other hand landed on the glass behind her body together with her body. There was no other closer movement, but Xing Wei still felt a tyrannical aggression, like The wind and rain are coming at any time.

Xing Hua's body didn't slide down weakly because of the glass behind him and the man's hand.

She can only passively bear the plunder from him.

After kissing for a long time, until Xing Hua felt that she was going to pass out because the air was thin and unable to breathe, the man let her go.

She clutched the shirt in front of him and leaned against his arms, panting lightly, her brain was dizzy.

Huo Sicheng let her fall into his arms on purpose, and looked down at her face, which was originally too fair, but now it was as red as if it had been covered with a thin layer of rouge, and her eyes seemed to be rippling with shallow water, very sparkling.

He raised her chin with his fingers, rubbed her swollen lips with his fingertips lightly, and smiled hoarsely, "It's so pitiful, it's swollen, doesn't it hurt, don't say a word .”

She should have felt discomfort or mild or moderate pain halfway through, but she never showed any sign of resistance.

As if responding to his words, Xing Hua unconsciously stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips, and smiled with her face up, her voice was clear and hoarse, "You were accused by my good brother because of me, so it's okay to kiss rough. nothing."

After a while, her breathing and heart rate gradually slowed down, and she tiptoed to kiss his lips again, and said in a low voice, "Although you are a fart and have a bad temper, I still don't like to see You look unhappy, well, I'll go back and work hard in the afternoon."

After finishing speaking, she kept a sweet smile and was about to walk by his side.

But before she took two steps, her wrist was grabbed again, and her whole body was pinched back to the original position again, and the kiss fell again.

This time it was no longer a kiss with lips and tongue all the time. After plundering her body fluid and breath again, the man lowered his head and began to kiss her chin, which soon lingered down to her neck.

The tip of his tongue brushed lightly, but in the next second he took a bite, it was at the throat, the movement was like a wolf trying to kill its prey.

Nibbling, biting, and kissing fell all over her neck.

For a few moments, there were several pains on her skin, and she felt that he was going to bite down hard, but he shifted his position again, stretching from the neck to the shoulder on the side.

Now it's autumn, the beige thin sweater she was wearing today, the man's fingers pushed it down her shoulders, and continued biting and kissing.