"You are shameless!" Her whole brain was on fire, and she was furious. She had no ability to fight back against the vile words coming out of his mouth. Her pointed chin trembled pitifully. She bounced up, regardless of being thrown by him before.

It was so painful that I slapped him in the face.

But Ling Yansen reacted faster and grabbed the white jade-like little paw that was fluttering towards her. He exerted force with his long fingers. Her slender and weak wrist quickly turned red under his huge strength, and her blood surged, and she was beaten.

She was stuck in that place and couldn't move, just like hers, who was easily suppressed by him, just like fish on a chopping board that was slaughtered and cut.

Ling Yansen laughed, as if he had heard something extremely funny, even a little unbelievable. His eyes widened and his eyes looked completely black, "I am shameless? Duan Qingwu, compared to you who never dare to disobey.

As a father, I am really of high moral character!"

Her eyes were red, she was excited, and her face was very serious, "I don't allow you to say that about my father! He is not someone like you who can judge!"

Ling Yansen continued his wanton smile, but his eyes became cold, "Believe me, you don't understand him as well as I do. Sometimes when you look at your pitiful way of not knowing anything, I want to laugh and sympathize at the same time."

He is humiliating her!

Not only her body, but also her voice began to tremble. She rushed forward and tore off his shameless skin, "Even if everyone in the world tramples me under their feet, I don't need your sympathy!"

"Oh? That's very good, then I will be the first to step on you. Come here!" Ling Yansen squinted his eyes, and there was no warmth in his voice. He threw her away and held on to the elevator door to refuse.

Loosening her hand and tugging hard, her thin body quickly bounced out and fell to the hard floor, almost shattering her internal organs.

Qingwu felt dizzy and slowly opened her eyes in severe pain. She looked around and became surprised.

She had never been to his office before, but she never knew that his dedicated elevator went directly to his office!

She breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was noon, there were many employees dining in the restaurant. They usually went back to the office to browse the web or take a nap after their meals. She was really worried about his merciless dragging her.

If she looked miserable, she would be exposed in public, and it would be a small matter to lose face. But if she was bullied by Ling Yansen in front of so many people, she would never be able to raise her head again in this life!

Ling Yansen looked over with a slanted gaze. She had a pink face and a pair of small but very bright eyes that were slightly red and swollen from crying.

In fact, when she looked at people, she was very gentle, her appearance was pleasant, and her smile was even more graceful. But it was as if she was born to be against him, only when she looked at him, her eyes were as clear as glass.

It has always been cold and stiff!

He lazily turned around, pulled his hand against the wall, and the blinds closed instantly. He walked to the door again, selected the button, and the door was locked. Then, there was the sound of a suit jacket falling on the sofa.

Qingwu panicked and looked up at him, only to see his thin lips curled up in a sinister curve. He stood there, looking at her for who knows how long, with a hint of sultry and wild and uninhibited emotion in his eyes.

, it seems like something is brewing and will explode soon.

Judging from his posture, it should not be as simple as scaring her. Qingwu's brain works well, but there are always blockages. When it comes to men and women, she is mostly slow.

She thought with some self-deprecation that her father wanted her to be pregnant with his child anyway. If he couldn't conceive her, his daughter would have no use value in his heart. All her efforts over the years would be in vain. Just thinking about it, she wouldn't be able to bear her child.

If you are willing, then you can use his anger to make mistakes.

Taking a deep breath, she stood up and touched her coat with her trembling hands. She was probably shaking too much, but she couldn't untie the thin, round pearl buttons. The more she couldn't untie them, the more anxious she became, looking funny.

Falling into Ling Yansen's eyes, he felt a sense of stupidity for no reason.

He stood up, hooked his long arm, and her thin and soft body rotated. The next second, she stumbled into his arms. He greedily smelled the fragrance of her hair, and his mind wandered.

Qingwu rubbed her forehead, which hurt from being hit by his hard-as-a-stone chest, feeling resentful, but she dared not speak out in anger.

Ling Yansen clamped his overly long legs and held her in his arms arrogantly, with a smile of unknown meaning at the corner of his mouth, and bright waves in his eyes as deep as the sea. His heart seemed to be stepping on clouds,

It's full of strange thoughts.

It seems that she usually does things in a rigid manner and takes everything seriously, but when she encounters this kind of chaos, she acts like an idiot, so green, as if she has never been familiar with it.

"Why are you more impatient than me?" He teased her lightly, seeing a blush on her cheeks with satisfaction, and continued, "Buttons like this can only be untied in this way. Don't you usually take them off?

Clothes for sleeping?”

His tone was sinister and enchanting, as gorgeous as brocade. His slender fingers touched her collar, and with a slight twist, the button under her neck was loosened. The collar of the chiffon shirt underneath was a little low, and her white collarbone was shining.

It was wandering so brightly before his eyes, with soft lines, light and graceful, and delicious beauty.

Qingwu trembled from his hot breath, and she thought to herself, if eyes could despise a person to death, he would probably have died ten thousand times.

He is really a master among the masters who hang out among the flowers. It is not surprising that he studies women. But if he also studies the buttons of the clothes worn by women, it can be seen that the degree of deformation in people is profound! Birds and beasts have different degrees.

!How many beauties can it take to master such advanced skills in one night? She really wanted to ask him if the iron rod had been ground into a needle...

"Whether it's a needle or not, you can tell if you reach out and touch it?"
Chapter completed!