Everyone looked at each other, not daring to say more, and even breathed a little lighter.

Bo Qingyun's knuckles of the document turned white, and the document was snapped on the conference table, his voice slightly cold.

"You guys go out first."

When a few people heard the words, they were as if they were pardoned and strided away.

Bo Qingyun's broken jade-like voice was filled with Bo anger: "Ms. Xia, the share transfer contract is still being drafted."

The implication is that she is too reckless.

"Don't worry." Xia Wanxin chuckled, and the charming fox eyes showed some fun.

He walked up to him with his slender legs swaying, leaning down slightly, his tone was slight and seductive: "Or, Mr. Bo is very anxious?"

He is in a hurry?

The man's eyes became a little darker, and he narrowed his eyes to her.

Her red lips raised slightly, and when she leaned over, the neckline of the black suspender skirt was slightly open, and her beautiful bow-shaped collarbone was very sexy.

Bo Qingyun breathed Wei Chen, and felt a little irritable in his heart.

This woman is too ostentatious and courageous.

It seems that you can do anything more extraordinary for some purpose, or even do anything extraordinary.

Such a personality is impossible for Xia Wanxing to have.

Isn't she really?

He has always believed that things are done by man, and there will be no such coincidence in the world.

The faces are so similar, and the name is only one word different.

His slender hands gently stroked the pen in his hand, his expression as dark as deep.

Xia Wanxin looked at her for a moment and raised her lips gently: "Mr. Bo, why don't you speak?"

Suddenly, the man stood up and approached her.

Her big hand pinched her chin and looked down at her pretty face as big as a palm. Her eyes became colder and her voice was extremely oppressive: "Xia Wanxing, have you pretended enough?"

Xia Wanxin felt her throat tightening and her heartbeat was slashed.

In just a moment, she gently curled her lips and sat on the desk behind her, with her legs overlapping gracefully.

The slender little hand pressed against Bo Qingyun's abdomen and slowly slid up. The fingertips gently wrapped around his tie.

Then he pulled it hard and curled his lips lazily: "Is Mr. Bo pretending, right?"

Her voice was sweet and charming, with a bit of careless laziness, and her eyes came from Bo Qingyun's Adam's apple to his cold eyes.

He did not hide without any hesitation, and even felt a little playful, rubbed his chin against her palm, and said ambiguously: "Take me here, don't give me a contract, and drive away the people who are in trouble..."

As he said that, he grabbed his tie, circled his fingertips, and raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Bo, can you fall in love with me at first sight?"

Upon hearing this, Bo Qingyun's hands unconsciously relaxed a little.

The two were very close, and they were very ambiguous, and the air gradually warmed up.

Bo Qingyun's Adam's apple slid gently, and the look of exploration was filled with an angry resentment.

Xia Wanxin's smile on the corner of her lips deepened.

This is what she wants.

Do you hate it, do you disdain?

Then push it away quickly and leave immediately after signing the contract.

Unexpectedly, a tingling feeling suddenly came from my waist.

After Bo Qingyun released her, she grabbed her waist and tightened her suddenly.

The next moment, Xia Wanxin reached his arms, and a familiar and unfamiliar aura surrounded her nose. When she breathed tightly, she couldn't help but think of the man she had saved...

At the same time, Bo Qingyun's nose moved, and when she leaned over, the wind blowing by her was filled with a faint fragrance that seemed familiar.

Bo Qingyun's throat rolled up and down, and this breath inexplicably reminded him of what happened five years ago.

The suburbs where there are no five fingers.

Saved his girl.

In a trance, she could still hear her voice.

When he was stunned, his breath flew in an instant, like an hallucination.

He looked at her face and there was no difference from Xia Wanxing. Except for a tear mole under the corner of his eyes, she looked more beautiful, but inexplicably desire.

His eyes were slightly dark, and his low-cold and magnetic voice lingered in her ears: "Ms. Xia was sitting on my table, probably not the posture that she should have when signing a contract, right?"

His obsidian-like pupils fell on her cheeks, and his warm breath was filled with oppression.
Chapter completed!