Chapter 640

However, the next moment, the man's big palm burned in her back waist, forced a pressure, two people's bodies no gap close together, song Qingcheng didn't have time to break free, heard the man's voice in the ear, "is this, or is this?"

When he spoke, he put his hand on her.

"Ji Zhengting, you Well... " Song Qingcheng wants to push him away. Suddenly, a deep pain comes from a certain position in front of his chest. The man's big hand is making an arrogant attempt.

Even across a layer of clothing, you can clearly feel the heat in his hands, the temperature that can easily melt people. Song Qingcheng grabbed his hand and became angry. "Ji Zhengting, you asshole!"

She pushed him desperately, but he was like a mountain, motionless. The more she pushed, the more unrestrained he was. Even so presumptuous as to gather up her long down jacket and stretch it towards her legs.

For convenience, she wore the company's uniform inside and a long down jacket outside. When she got to the office, she could take off her coat and go to work directly instead of running to the back dressing room.

However, it would be obvious that the man found out.

"Answer me, how did he take care of you last night?" Men bite in her ear, seems to be asking her, but more like in the hot tune - love.

“……” Song Qingcheng's breath was slightly disordered, biting his lips, worried that he would not be able to control his voice of shame. She couldn't push him, and she couldn't do anything about him. She was ashamed and annoyed. "No matter how we take care of him, it's our personal business. It's you. You ask so many questions. Do you care? "

"Yes, I care, very, very much. So, I'm going to check it now... " Ji Zhengting didn't hide his concern at all. After that, he began to check

"Well..."

Song Qingcheng didn't understand what he called "examination". The lip flap had been taken away first. Then, a warm heat slipped into her mouth, and she grabbed her tongue fiercely.

She thought this was the so-called "inspection", but it was not. It's more direct. The red fruit is in the back.

Ji Zhengting did notice that something was wrong under her down jacket, but he didn't expect that she was wearing a skirt. If he doesn't go in and check it, he's really sorry for her skirt.

Well, as a matter of course, the big hand went into the bottom of the skirt

"Ji Zhengting Well... " Song Qingcheng wanted to curse, but his words were out of tune.

In the dark, you can't see your fingers; in the air, there are only the heavy gasps of men and women.

……

I don't know how long later, the elevator suddenly trembled again, and the overhead light flashed abnormally fast, as if struggling between on and off.

Song Qingcheng suddenly wakes up, pushes away the man who is still making trouble and arranges his clothes disorderly.

Ji Zhengting looked at her shy and embarrassed, thin lips Yang Yang.

At this time, the elevator lights completely on, the emergency call button flashing red.

Ji Zhengting takes out the handkerchief from the pocket in front of the suit chest, slowly wipes his hands, and his eyes still fall on the little woman. If it wasn't for the unsuitable occasion, he would have scattered the little woman and had enough.

Even if song Qingcheng didn't look at him, he could feel a hot gaze staring at himself. She doesn't know how embarrassed she is now. She just wants to disappear from this dangerous man.

And now she regrets it. I regret that I should not choose to work here.

This man is so overbearing, arrogant, with fatal danger; she is like a lamb, she is eaten to death by him at any time, and there is no way to take him.

Ji Zhengting raised his hand and pressed it where the red light was flashing. A voice came from inside, "is there anyone in the elevator?"

"Three months' bonus will be deducted by the security department." Bully the president.

"Always Always President... " On the other side, I'm afraid someone's legs are already soft.

Ji Zhengting pressed the red button again and it has been cut off.

Soon, the elevator returned to normal and stopped on the top floor.

Song Qingcheng was relieved at last. She was alone in the corner. When he went out, she was coming out.

Ji Zhengting didn't tease her any more. He just left her a sentence, "check over!"

Moreover, he was very satisfied with the result!

With his experience, his understanding and familiarity with children, he was sure that the child was very good last night.

No!

To be exact, children have been very good these years.

Song Qingcheng blushed and rushed out of the elevator with her head buried. After rushing out, I found a row of people standing there.

Er

Explain the situation?

Gao Xin was stunned to see that there were still people behind him. But dare not neglect, after all, the president was shut in the elevator boring, then, the mood must be super bad.

Gao Xinlian asked: "president, are you ok?"

"Nothing." Ji Zhengting light back two words, went to the office.“……” Gao Xin's face is full of the words "incredible.".

The boss shouldn't be angry, or change the security department directly. Even the lightest, everyone should write a 500 word review

But

President just actually understated back to two words - nothing!

"Nothing!" Gao Xin foolishly learned from the president just now.

When other staff members saw Gao Xin, they all looked at each other. Is secretary Gao's head scared or happy?

Song Qingcheng looks at Gao Xin and thinks he is silly and funny. However, there's nothing to do with her here, so I'd better withdraw as soon as possible.

"Miss Song..."

Song Qingcheng just took a step and was stopped. I left early if I knew.

"Why What's the matter? " Song Qingcheng came back, Gao Xin has come. She lowered her eyelids a little guilty. After all, she did that in the elevator just now

Just thinking about it makes my heart beat.

"Miss Song, your face is a little red. Are you ill?" Gao Xin saw that her face was a little red.

"Oh, I did have a fever last night." In this way, can we prove that blushing is normal?

How embarrassed!

"Why don't you ask for leave today? Anyway, you're in the internship period, so you don't have to be on time. "

"And the other way of saying it?" She has no idea.

"I forgot to tell you. Your internship period is two months. During the internship, you don't have to hand in the design products, and your working hours are relatively free. After all, design originally depends on inspiration, and designers can't be locked in the office all the time. How can we design things like this, don't you think? "

Song Qingcheng laughs, "it seems that you know a lot about design." At least, she agrees with Gao Xin. Design is a flexible thing, similar to writing and painting. More often, it needs to be a good inspiration.