Unfortunately, Han Xiaoye didn't see it at all, so she was thinking about her purpose.
"Uncle, you will continue to give me presents."
"How are you?"
"Pro male ticket."
"Kiss my husband."
"Dear teacher."
"Kiss your father."
She yelled more than a Jiao Qi, the key is that she even yelled, small buttocks also twisted, just like there is something poking her.
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Han Xiaoye is going to die of embarrassment.
God knows how embarrassed she is now!
She felt that there was a hard thing poking her under her buttocks all the time. She was an adult, and of course she knew what that thing was. It's because I know that I'm embarrassed. But the person sitting on his lap is himself. If his goal is not achieved, he can't escape, can he?
It's not something that a successor of communism like her would do if she didn't fight!
But Han Xiaoye is really very uncomfortable, to sit on it, feel more uncomfortable, she can only rely on twisting to avoid a little bit.
"Don't move!"
Fu Zhiyan is about to be killed by her!
Thin lips hard into a line!
Forbearance to restrain their own feelings - tide, Rao is the back of the hand veins are burst up, that kind of deadly feelings tide is not able to control. Fire with no money, all the way from the belly to the chest. He took a puff of breath and had no choice. He grabbed the little woman's hand and touched the zipper of his pants.
"Hiss --" Han Xiaoye, like being burned by the fire, quickly retracted his hand. At the same time, he also reminded in a low voice, "little uncle, I listened to you and didn't move."
She didn't move, but he wanted it.
Fu Zhiyan can't figure out why he is less and less resistant to this little woman now. She was just sitting on herself, so he couldn't help trying to hold her.
His eagle eyes sank and he breathed a sigh of relief. In his hoarse voice, "I know."
"You know you still... Also..." Han Xiaoye also for a long time, don't know how to say, "still hold my hand."
And put her hand in that place!
Han Xiaoye just felt that his hands were sweating like catching a piece of red charcoal. Even through the fabric of her pants, she had a bad feeling of the whole person. It wasn't that she suddenly became reserved. The main reason was that she was afraid that the situation just happened again, because the person who had just quit would come back later. If you come and see where she put her hand, maybe tomorrow the company will spread her legend.
It doesn't matter if she put it in the past. If it's popular, it's popular. Anyway, she doesn't work. But now it's not the same. With her own efforts, she starts to get along with the people around her in the office, and the powerful faction like Fan Jie also begins to admit and accept her. In case of this kind of peach news, don't think, she immediately from a background but rely on their own back efforts of the new, into a background by the figure of the upper secret.
She still wants to be a powerful faction, not a secret faction.
Only when everyone recognizes her strength, she will be right when she accompanies Fu Zhiyan, and no one will say anything behind her back. Who she has squeezed out has the opportunity to accompany the president on business trip. I pity who has such excellent ability, but she has been squeezed out by this kind of person and so on.
This kind of words has a bad influence on Fu Zhiyan's image.
Han Xiaoye has already begun to daydream, but Fu Zhiyan's Phoenix eyes are getting darker and deeper.
Especially when she found that she was absent-minded, her eyes almost burst into flames.
"Tear."
The zipper of the pants was pulled open, making a crisp sound. Han Xiaoye fierce return to God, fierce struggle, "little uncle, that what, you calm down."
Her hands don't struggle, but it's OK. It's like deliberately touching there.
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"Ah?" The little woman with short hair has no idea.
"... touch it."
Husky, sexy, just like a pair of hands to stir up the heart, but also just like a boot scratch, is more scratch more itch.
Plop!
Plop, plop!
Plop, plop, plop!
My heart beats like I don't want money. It's fast. Han Xiaoye a nervous, hard to avoid under a little bit, pinch.
This pinch does not matter, what matters is that the noble man gave out a muffled hum.
That sexy index, completely burst!
"... go on!"
Slightly command tone, domineering side leak, man to the extreme!
Where has Han Xiaoye ever seen him like this? Before, he was an ascetic veteran cadre. He felt that if he had a bald head, he would be able to play Fahai. It was the first time she had seen such a bewitching look.
It's not true to say no wave. After all, such a big handsome guy can't stand putting you on anyone. What's more, it's reasonable and legal for her to "eat" such a handsome man. It's her family, after all!
Han Xiaoye thought about it, did not resist the temptation, and began to touch.
It's not the first time that she has done such a thing as drawing a gun. After a few seconds, she immediately found her previous feeling. It's full of tricks. The key is that she always stares at the place with a curious face, just like watching funny toys.
"Well." Fu Zhiyan is going to be crazy about you. Hold the hand that she slows down intentionally, dumb voice says, "hurry up."
Han Xiaoye is also very worried, "little uncle, do you think someone will come in? What if you see it?"
"No Fu Zhiyan didn't want to talk to her, but he did.
Few people dare to come in his office without his permission. Just now, it was an accident. Director Liu talked with him about the process of the cooperation project with Fengqi. He asked director Liu to get the data sheet. project
"Really not?" Han Xiao's ambition has a lingering fear.
Her hand was not slow. She was obedient and accelerated a little. But the speed she accelerated was not enough. She did not solve the problem. Instead, it made the problem bigger and stronger.
"... No." Fu Zhiyan dissatisfied with her distraction, big hand control her small hand, speed up the speed.
The corner of his eyes is full of crimson. Han Xiaoye is so sweet that he can't help leaning over to kiss him. Just then——
"Dong Dong!"
There was a knock at the office door.
"President, may I come in?"
“shi-t!”
Fu Zhiyan is elegant and bold.
Han Xiaoye wakes up with a start and immediately wants to stand up. But Fu Zhiyan held him down, calm and expressionless, "come back later."