Chapter 859

The light shines on Shi Sheng's face, warm and clean, and makes her flawless face almost transparent.

She holds the folder, eyes several times circulation, drooping eyes, "I will consider."

"Well, if you think about it, go to the company tomorrow morning to report," Ji Yunan threw the burnt out cigarette butt into the ashtray. "If you don't see you in the company at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, I'll take it as if you agree to stay with me."

He turned his back, and his straight figure showed obvious alienation.

See her at the office at nine tomorrow morning?

When Sheng almost subconsciously asked: "you don't live here tonight?"

Before, in Long Island, they went to work together in the morning.

This seems to have become a kind of cognition of Shi Sheng's subconsciousness.

She subconsciously thinks that since Ji Yunan lives here, she naturally goes to work together.

"Live here."

Ji Yunan lit another cigarette, which made him feel more distant.

When Sheng holds the hand of the folder, unconsciously tightens some, "Oh."

The topic has no meaning to ask any more.

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll go back to my room and go to bed, and you'll have an early rest."

She turned to go.

Ji Yunan called her, "Shisheng..."

"What?"

Shi Sheng turns back and looks at him.

Ji Yunan also looked back at her. Her handsome features were too cold and hard, her thin lips were tight, and the cigarette butt between her fingers was crushed by him.

There are subtle changes in the atmosphere.

He suddenly stepped over, holding the cigarette hand around her head, the other hand raised her chin, eyes is hiding strong and aggressive.

He leaned over and kissed her on the lip.

Without any buffer, the lip is a very deep and heavy kiss, unbridled to the point of being almost arrogant.

He pushed Shisheng back a few steps, pressed her into the back of the sofa, bent her knees, half kneeling on her side.

Eyes like hiding two groups of fiery flames, burning indefinitely.

He didn't close his eyes during the whole process.

All the repressed emotions seem to have reached a critical point. Now they burst out suddenly. Even kissing seems to be in temper.

The man is firm and tight, two arms tightly imprison her, when Sheng doesn't even have the chance to struggle.

"Stabbing."

The sound of cloth breaking.

In the silent only breathing sound in the study, clear and harsh.

When Sheng's pupil suddenly shrinks.

Hands on both sides of the body cling to the leather of the sofa.

This kiss.

Take away all the breath of Shisheng.

"Ji Yunan, let me go."

When Sheng Yun full strength, hands and feet with the kick him.

Ji Yunan propped up and looked down at her, her moist and red lips sparking a sneering radian.

"What if you don't?" he asked with a smile

I don't know if it's because of the cold. Shi Sheng shrinks and licks his swollen lips, but unexpectedly, this action falls into Ji Yunan's eyes, but it's very provocative.

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When Sheng is about to speak, Ji Yunan has taken back her hand and looks down at her bright and beautiful face, with deep emotion in her eyes.

The hot temperature of the whole body slowly condenses.

The beauty on Ji Yunan's face gradually faded with the passage of time, until it was completely without wave and trace.

Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."

She wanted to swear. A well-defined hand reached over and dressed her.

"It's late. Go to bed."

The man's face is handsome and mature, his shirt is straight, and even the curve of wrinkles between his eyebrows and eyes is abstinent and restrained. Compared with him, Shi Sheng's face is flushed, and his lips are obviously red and swollen.

Everything just now seems to be the scene she imagined after a long time of hunger and thirst.

When Sheng stood up from the sofa, in front of Ji Yunan's face, disgusted with the sleeve mercilessly wiped lip.

Her lips are red and swollen.

This is a good rub.

There was a little reddish blood on the sleeve.

Ji Yunan frowned and held her wrist unhappily. From her raising her hand to wipe her lips, the accumulated anger came out a little bit, "OK, don't wipe it."

The man's thick finger rubbed the corner of her lip, the breath shrouded, "Shisheng, don't forget, you have a man."