Chapter 427

In addition, he let the results of Chengfeng survey coincide with his own ideas.

These are not difficult.

"But what are you going to do in the future?"

Han Su asked.

I remember that an Xianyang told himself before that he should take good care of an Xiaojing.

"I don't know."

Leng Yichen looked at the people on the bed again, and his white face was a little watery.

Han Su just coated her with such a thick layer of soft glue.

"Don't worry, her face will be fine. The medicine I put on her will prevent her allergy. But if she can come back to you again, she must have a lot of unknown things. You, take care of everything. "

Han Su advised.

He always thinks that now an Xiaojing is not as simple as before.

Leng Yichen nodded.

Seeing Han Su off, he walked to the head of the bed with light steps. Looking at the people on the bed, his heart rate slowly quickened.

How long has it been since I saw this face again?

And what he wants is just this face?

Of course not. Leng Yichen's hand touched an Xiaojing's disordered hair in front of her forehead. Every time she touched her, it was a long lost heart.

"Sorry, I miss you so much."

He can't hear his voice in bed.

Looking at the person in bed quietly, I never feel that time is so precious.

I never thought it would be this scene.

An Xiaojing's dream is a little noisy.

She met peacocks who could dive and sharks who could climb.

I am in a very dreamy and dangerous world, but I don't want to leave.

Until someone began to call her name gently.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing!"

Over and over again, the voice was a little fragmented.

But it never stopped, as if she didn't want to stay in this purposeless fantasy world.

"Xiaojing."

Who could it be?

Who would know her name? Who can see through her face?

Slowly, I opened my eyes. The light in the room was very dark.

And her waist side, and a pair of hands, the man's head against his neck.

Who is it?

An Xiaojing's eyes widened slightly. Her reaction and her breath changed a little, so that Leng Yichen knew that she woke up.

But both of them didn't rush to admit each other, and Leng Yichen's breath came steadily.

An Xiaojing's heart beat, inexplicably faster.

"It's a little bit fierce."

Leng Yichen's voice was hoarse, but full of magnetism. She seemed to have deliberately tightened her arm ring on the waist side of an Xiaojing.

"Less cold?"

Hearing the source of her voice, an Xiaojing felt relieved.

"Well, it's me."

Leng Yichen admitted.

An Xiaojing's body still hasn't turned around. She doesn't understand. What does Leng Yichen do with her arms?

Is the ultimate duty of a secretary to be fulfilled?

Hidden rules by the boss?

"Cold little, you can't sneak me!"

In order to break the awkward atmosphere, an Xiaojing took the initiative to speak.

Because I don't know, Leng Yichen has seen through all of her.

"Yes

Leng Yichen answered unequivocally.

The eyes in the dim light, sent out people can not see through the desire.

"So forget your wife and sleep with your secretary?"

Somehow, an Xiaojing suddenly got angry.

Is Leng Yichen going to betray his image in public?

"I saved you. You should know how to repay me."

Leng Yichen's voice gradually softened down, buried her head in an Xiaojing's neck, and then took a breath.

"You told Tao Fanfan that it was my wife. Did you forget it?"

This

An Xiaojing didn't know how to answer.

"I said that in a hurry. I said I was your secretary. Can those people let me go?"

She explained, but did not know why, always can not resist the cold also Chen pours to own breath.

"But you're pretending to be my wife. What would she think if she heard that?" Leng Yichen's tone brings a little funny flavor in it.

He is not in a hurry to explain everything. What an Xiaojing doesn't know is that her original appearance has been exposed in Leng Yichen's eyes.

"Leng Shao, can't you tell who I am? If it's your wife, I can't prove it in a word. "An Xiaojing tried to get up. She struggled for a while.

Such posture and tone are too ambiguous.

She is Cheng Fei, not an Xiaojing.

However, she tried her best to spread the man's hands. Before she could sit up, an Xiaojing was pressed down from above by Leng Yichen.

Now he must look at her face.

"Less cold!"

An Xiaojing's eyes are somewhat evasive, but Leng Yichen can't possibly know who she is.

"Where do you want to go?"

The voice is very gentle, Leng Yichen's eyes are shining with the light of thieves.

His hands clasped an Xiaojing's two arms,

so that she could no longer move under him.

"What are you doing?"

An Xiaojing realized that there was something wrong with Leng Yichen today. It was not because she saved herself once that she had to sacrifice her body once.

"I don't want you to go again."

Leng Yichen is very tough, but his tone is very soft.

Her eyes were full of deep feelings, and an Xiaojing was in a trance.

"Leng Yichen, don't do this. If you have something to say, what do you mean now?"

An Xiaojing struggled under him, but she could feel the obvious changes in one part of him.

Breath, a moment of embarrassment and ambiguity.

She dare not move any more.

Because it's too dangerous.

"What do you mean by me?"

This sentence, he said a little patience, the whole person seems to be suppressing a kind of emotion.

Of course, an Xiaojing understands.

After a while, Leng Yichen calmed down.

Then she released an Xiaojing's hand.

"Can you tell me who you are?"

Leng Yichen fell to one side, and then side, looking at the side of the woman.

This is the person he missed so much.

"I'm Cheng Fei. Why, Leng Shao, who do you think I am?"

An Xiaojing tried to calm her mood just now, but the red tide on her face did not fade away.

"I'm sorry."

Leng Yichen suddenly opened her mouth, and an Xiaojing's eyes widened a little.

Why did he say that all of a sudden?

"Sorry, Xiaojing."

Leng Yichen spoke. As soon as her voice fell, an Xiaojing was shocked. The light in the room was still dim, but it could not reflect the turbulent hearts of the two people in bed.

Leng Yichen? Have you seen through everything?

Before an Xiaojing got up, Leng Yichen got up from the side. Her clothes spread like the wings of a butterfly. Then, the beautiful man stood quietly in front of an Xiaojing.

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