"But I'm not happy at all now." Chu Weilan showed a sarcastic smile, "Why do you think this is?"

Ji Yanzheng still held her tightly, and his heavy breathing sprayed on her face, and unpredictable emotions surged in his black eyes.

Chu Weilan still looked at him with a sarcastic smile.

After a while, he spoke hoarsely: "I will pick a gift for you in person in the future. Sorry, don't be angry, huh?"

Chu Weilan was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on her face became even bigger, unable to say whether it was ridiculous or self-deprecating.

"No, no." She felt her throat was blocked. "I don't want you to treat this as a task. The more I ask you, the more tasks you have, but that's not what you want to do from the bottom of your heart."

After saying that, she pressed against him hard, her voice trembling: "Ji Yanzheng, please let me go first."

The man's breathing became heavier. He looked cold. He suddenly picked her up and pressed her back on the desk. His burning body approached her hard, making her unable to avoid it.

"Ji Yanzheng!" Chu Weilan was furious.

However, the next second, the man grabbed her jaw and the hot kiss blocked her lips. He kissed him fiercely, as if he was angry and uneasy, so he urgently needed this kiss to soothe the uneasy.

Chu Weilan's mind was so blank that he was kissed too fiercely. She felt that the man's hand that was pressing on her was so hot and so hard that she felt ache all over her body, and tears flowed down unconsciously. She couldn't even tell whether it was a physical tears.

After a while, Ji Yanzheng finally let go of her breathing.

Chu Weilan shrank for a moment, and her rapid breathing finally slowed down slightly. She bit her lip and moved back with difficulty.

"You let it go..."

As soon as he finished speaking, her lips were blocked by him again. Chu Weilan was furious and struggled hard, but he was still inevitably pressed firmly in his arms.

Her nails were deeply pinched into his shoulders, and the anger and sadness in her heart turned into grievances, making her want to cry.

Perhaps feeling her trembling, Ji Yanzheng let go of her lips, but his breathing was still burning.

"I won't let you go." His voice was hoarse and vague, "Whatever you do, this one is the only one!

Chu Weilan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then big tears rolled down.

"I don't want to make trouble with you..." Chu Weilan said hoarsely with red eyes, "Ji Yanzheng, I'm afraid... If this continues, one day I will hate you."

His breathing seemed to stagnate for a moment: "Then hate me."

The man's voice was a bit cruel.

His movement was too big, and the glass containing hot water was accidentally knocked down, and it fell to the floor with a bang, making a crisp sound.

Chu Weilan's whole body stiffened.

At this moment, someone seemed to push the door open behind him, and Tang Ranran's voice sounded: "President, just now..."

"Get out!" Ji Yanzheng shouted angrily.

This man has always had few emotions, so this angrily shout is extremely shocking. Even Tang Ranran, who has been used to big scenes since childhood, was also shocked and suddenly closed the office door, but his heart couldn't help but thump.

In the shocking glance just now, she only saw the man's back and the beautiful legs of the woman hanging by the table. Although from her perspective, the clothes of both of them were neat, Tang Ranran could completely guess what they were doing.

The man's hoarse scolding not only caused anger, but also a repressed desire.

She has been to T.S for a while, but she only saw the man's official side. There seemed to be nothing that could cause his emotional changes. Even if he was dissatisfied with his subordinates, he would only frown at most, and then clearly list the inappropriate points. His tone was very cold, but he did not contain anger.

She had never even seen him angry, let alone the desire to see him?

Tang Ranran couldn't help clenching her fists.

It seems that she is going to re-measure Chu Weilan’s position in his heart.

After thinking about it, she picked up her phone again, clicked on the hot search, enlarged the ambiguous photos of Su Yao and Chu Weilan, and then enlarged them.

...

The temperature in the office rises further.

Chu Weilan has given up struggling.

Ji Yanzheng's movements did not restrain his movements at all, his handsome face was tense, and his eyes were even red. It was not that he had not seen the woman's face pale and patient, but the more so, the more the fire in his heart burned stronger.

It took him a while to finish.

Chu Weilan's tone that had been tense finally came out, but then the relaxed man pressed her into his arms again, regardless of the mess on her body. He pressed against her forehead, breathing heavily and hotly, and his hot palms kept wandering on her body, but he never spoke.

Chu Weilan's brain was blank for a long time, and she didn't know what attitude to treat him.

When he realized that it would be useless to just accommodate her and compromise with her, the man tore off the warm mask, and the strong and domineering in his bones were fully exposed. After all, for him, her thoughts were not important. What mattered was that he needed her, so he would try his best to tie her around him.

Thinking of this, her tears were gushing out again, so she tried her best to hold it back.

She felt very uncomfortable with her body pain and couldn't help but push him.

"...I'm going to take a shower." She spoke hoarsely.

Ji Yanzheng's Adam's apple slid, and his black eyes stared at her bloodless face.

Perhaps he finally regained his rationality, and his black eyes were stained with a little regret. He picked her up as he said, took her to the bathroom in the rest room, unscrewed the showerhead to help her clean it.

Chu Weilan pushed him away, with a cold face, and his tone was not warm at all: "You go out."

Ji Yanzheng did not move.

The man was breathing heavily. He grabbed Chu Weilan's hands that were pressing against his chest, ties it with her fingers, then unbuttoned the buttons of her shirt with her hands, and his dark and deep eyes locked on her body, as if nothing had been revealed.

Chu Weilan leaned against the cold wall and gasped quietly. She tried to pull her hands back, but the man was very strong. Not only could she not break free, but her fingertips were also forced to touch his hard and hot chest. The burning temperature seemed to burn to her body along her fingertips.

Her pale cheeks were still slightly blushed with an angry blush.

"Ji Yanzheng!" She tried her best to suppress the trembling in her voice, "What do you want?"

He paused for a moment, then pressed her into his arms with force. His long fingers raised her jaw and looked at her with black eyes: "I should ask you this sentence. Do you won't be satisfied no matter what I do?"

The man's tone was low, and his hoarse voice contained a bit of imperceptible anxiety and frustration.

Chu Weilan's lips trembled, and she gritted her teeth and spit out a word: "Yes."
Chapter completed!