Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

Special assistant Zhang made a swallowing motion.

Who knows, the smile on Mr. Cen's face is somber, like ice blades in the cold winter, which makes people feel like a light on his back.

What the hell is this little ancestor of the Qin family doing?

In a few seconds, Cen Yu returned to his gentle and gentle appearance, as if the gloomy smile had never appeared on his face just now.

His voice is mellow and magnetic, like the sound of a cello played slowly.

"Let's go to the meeting."

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The summit started, and everyone took their seats in circular arc-shaped seats one after another.

Pei Que didn't come because of business, Qin Song attended from the Qin family, and Cen Yu from the Cen family.

As the top figures in the business circle, the three companies were naturally placed in the center, but when Cen Yu arrived, the place with Qin Weizhao's name was empty.

He sat down, crossed his slender legs, crossed his hands in front of him, and exuded the introverted aura of a mature man around him, gentle and calm.

Qin Song was sitting next to him, and he asked softly, "Uncle, why isn't Wei Zhao here?"

Qin Song was apprehensive and admired Cen Yu, he replied: "This girl can't stay, she thinks it's too boring, she's resting upstairs."

Cen Yu nodded and remained silent.

The meeting started, and the process went down step by step, and it was Cen Yu's turn to take the stage.

He got up, stood in front of the stage, tapped the microphone with his bony fingers, and then made a sound.

He changed clothes.

This was Qin Weizhao's first reaction when he was watching the live broadcast upstairs, and his heart secretly became a little sweeter.

She must get this abstinent old man tonight.

She looked up at the figure of the girl in the floor-to-ceiling mirror:

In a black nightdress, two thin suspenders hang loosely on the thin shoulders. The tube top design supports the round and full breasts, and the skirt can barely cover the buttocks.

The white and tender skin and the dark fabric complement each other, coupled with that sweet little face that has never been human, it is simply terrific.

Qin Weizhao admired it carefully, and then looked at the man talking on the phone. Suddenly, several scorching pictures flashed in his mind, his ears felt hot, and his round toes curled up.

Don't be cowardly, don't be nervous.

Take a deep breath.

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At this moment, Cen Yu on the stage, while speaking, his phoenix eyes glanced at everyone present. The man who had just talked with Qin Weizhao suddenly got up, bent over and walked out of the hall.

Assistant Zhang lowered his head lower and lower, and he didn't dare to look directly at Cen Yu beside him.

The front foot wants family planning supplies, and the back foot goes out.

Anyone will think that the two are tricky.

So, he watched helplessly as Cen Yu compressed the three-minute-to-be-finished manuscript into half a minute. After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly and walked straight out of the conference hall.

The people in the audience didn't see the slightest clue, Cen Yu always pretended to be very good.

However, after leaving the meeting hall, the eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were dark and dark, like cold and cruel beasts in the dark night.

Qin Weizhao didn't know anything about it. She was at the bar in her own suite, holding a glass of sparkling wine in one hand, and playing with two small square boxes on the table in the other.

The mobile phone was lying quietly beside it, and the screen was the monitoring of the corridor on the top floor.

After she saw the man leave from the live broadcast, she turned on the surveillance, and planned to go there as soon as Cen Yu came back.

Realizing that the plan was about to start, she could only pour herself some wine to suppress her beating heart.

Cen Yu's figure quickly came into her sight, and the man's movements seemed to be eager.

Swipe your card and enter the door.

The time has come.

Qin Weizhao jumped off the bar chair, suddenly feeling a little helpless, straightened his clothes, and after making sure he was ready, grabbed the two boxes on the table and walked quickly to the door.

"boom--"

"what!"

As soon as the door was opened, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the corridor, followed by a sharp female voice.

Qin Weizhao paused, and subconsciously closed the door.

Turn around and run to check the monitor on your phone.

In the clear picture, Cen Yu's face was stern and cruel, and bloodthirsty surges in his eyes.In front of him, a disheveled woman was curled up on the ground clutching her stomach, in a state of distress.

From the looks of it, it looked like... being kicked to the wall of the corridor and smashed to the ground.

Her pupils trembled, she had never seen Cen Yu like this before, his usual gentle eyes were like a bottomless abyss, when he looked at a woman, he seemed to be looking at a pool of dead things.

The naked woman raised her head, and Qin Weizhao's eyelids twitched. Isn't this the woman who was holding his coat before? This attire is obviously...

colleagues!

Seeing her end, Qin Weizhao resolutely gave up his thoughts of rushing, this is too miserable, it must be desperate, no, no, no.

She swallowed in fear, but before she could swallow, the man's sudden gaze at the camera stuck in her throat, forcing her to cough again and again.

Even through the camera, she still felt that this look was too intimidating.

Soon, a WeChat message popped up on the top of the phone.

It was sent by Cen Yu.

She said tremblingly:

[Zhao Zhao, be good, come out. 】

Her tone was as gentle as ever, but it gave her a chill for no reason.

Just as she was about to decline, another message popped up on the page:

[Don't let Uncle Cen go in to find you, come out by yourself, okay. 】

"Dong dong" knocked on the door, and Qin Weizhao was shocked.

Tonight's Cen Yu is too weird, she instinctively wants to run away, but she obviously has nowhere to run.

Taking advantage of the opportunity he gave her to come out by herself, she hurriedly put on a bathrobe on herself to cover up the spring.When he was in a hurry, the two small boxes were knocked and dropped outside the bathroom door.

"Di—" The sound of the room card sensor suddenly sounded.

In desperation, she quickly picked them up and put them in her bathrobe pocket.

"Zhao Zhao, what are you doing?" The man's voice came almost as soon as she put it in.

She held slightly disordered breathing, and responded calmly: "Yes, I'm taking a bath."

He looked up at the bathroom behind her, there was no steam at all.

She is lying.

"You don't like bathrobes, why are you wearing them?" He asked in a soft and mellow tone, as if casually.

Qin Weizhao's mind was knotted, and he couldn't think of any excuse for a while.

The man moved forward and approached step by step. Qin Weizhao retreated against the wall behind him. Seeing him approaching, he spun around in panic and tried to avoid it.

But at this moment, her bathrobe was caught by something, and with the force of her turning around, her bathrobe was completely peeled off.

The things in the pocket were overturned to the ground, making two "clicks".

quiet--

Deathly silence.

Qin Weizhao closed his eyes as if evading, with only one thought in his mind.

It’s over.

Cen Yu stood on the spot, watching the girl's bathrobe being hung aside, her round shoulders, delicate collarbone and large expanse of fair skin were not concealed.There was a dark fire in the eyes instantly, and when he saw the things on the ground clearly, his temples throbbed.

His face was gloomy, and his smile was ambiguous: "Zhao Zhao is so beautiful, who is she wearing it for, huh?"

Qin Weizhao curled up his toes and closed his eyes tightly.

She didn't know whether it was because of the wine she just drank, or because the man's tone was not so cold at the moment, she was suddenly dominated by an inexplicable courage.

Lifting his eyelids, he pulled out his arm, which was only in the bathrobe, and strode forward.

Under the gaze of the man, he directly wrapped his arms around his neck, tiptoed, and sent his lips up heavily.

The moment his lips touched, Qin Weizhao almost went limp.

Realizing that the man didn't resist, she stepped on his leather shoes with every inch, and pressed her soft body tightly against him.

The lips are milled and sucked. Bite.

The breath on the man's body was mixed with alcohol, and the giant dragon of desire burned surrounded her.