"Who doesn't like money? Not everyone can be as good as you, and can have food and clothing." Ranran said lightly, as if she reminded herself something, and her face became colder.
"Zhian, Casey, come and sing." Yin Lingfeng finished the song and said to them.
Ranran smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Mr. Yin, I can't sing!"
"How could it be? You sing a song with Ji'an."
"I really can't sing." Ranran waved his hand, his expression stiff.
"Since that's the case, I have to drink a glass." Yin Lingfeng walked over and picked up the wine glass to clink with her.
Mr. Duan was going to say something, but Yin Lingfeng gave a look.
Ranran knew that drinking and other things would definitely be indispensable when doing this job in the future, so he had to bite the bullet and drink another drink.
After a while, Yan Zongming also came to meet her. After a while, Ranran's face began to turn red and she felt a little drunk.
"Mr. Yin, I really can't drink anymore." At this time, her phone rang. When she saw that the caller ID was her mother's phone, she hurriedly said it to answer the phone.
"Ranran, haven't gotten off work yet?"
"I'm having dinner with my colleague today, mom." Ranran said leaning against the wall.
"Don't be too late, why don't I ask your dad to pick you up!" Zhao Qing was very worried that his daughter was still outside at night.
"No need, mom, I'm driving!" Ranran just felt dizzy, "I'll be back now."
"Yeah, come back early!"
After finishing the phone with her mother, she staggered back to the room and said to Yin Lingfeng: "Mr. Yin, Mr. Yan, I have to go back."
"It's still very early!" Yin Lingfeng said.
"Sorry, I really want to go back." Ranran waved his hand and was very persistent.
"Since that's the case, Zhian didn't drive, so let me give you and Zhian!" Yin Lingfeng thought for a while and said.
"No need." Ranran quickly refused, "I drove my own car."
"There is a policeman here. Are you sure you want to drive drunk?" Yin Lingfeng said, looking at Duan Zhian.
Mr. Duan had no expression on his face and only looked at her faintly.
"Let's go, I'll be the driver today and I'll give you it." Yin Lingfeng smiled.
"But my car is still here." Ranran was a little embarrassed.
"I'll give you an extra hour tomorrow, come here to drive." Yin Lingfeng said.
"Okay, Casey, that's it. I'll take a ride with Mr. Yin." Yan Zongming said on the side.
"Okay, thank you Mr. Yin."
Yan Zongming and Ranran went to the next door to say hello, and they went back directly.
Yin Lingfeng drove over, Yan Zongming sat in the passenger seat with a wink, and Ranran and Mr. Duan sat in the back.
Ranran drank a lot of wine. When he got on the bus, she looked a little confused. She felt like a dream. The man's face was so familiar, and many memories came over, making her feel that they had never been.
After being separated, they were together.
Mr. Duan was sitting next to her. She subconsciously wanted to stay away from him, but found that Mr. Duan was sitting very close to him and was almost stuck together.
"By the way, Casey, I remember your resume says it was graduated from the University of Manchester, and Zhian also graduated from the University of Manchester." Yin Lingfeng said while driving, "You won't know each other before!"
Ranran's mind was muddy and he was still stupid! What Yin Lingfeng said seemed to have provoked the most sensitive nerves, and she thrust a little.
"It seems that Casey is really drunk." Yin Lingfeng looked at Mr. Duan from the rearview mirror with a warning in his eyes, and he immediately stopped.
Ranran leaned against the window, tilted her head and looked out the window, watching the neon light shaking in front of her eyes, her eyes became sore.
Immediately, she suddenly felt a hot palm covering the back of her hand. Her body stiffened and wanted to pull her hand back, but the man held it tightly, and she couldn't let it go.
And now I found that Mr. Duan was sitting very close to her. His big ~ legs were next to her big ~ legs. The hot temperature made her nervous. She wanted to move her legs away, but the man just sat and was
She was close, and she couldn't escape.
What the hell is he doing? There are two men sitting in front of him? How could he treat her like this?
His fingertips were very rough, and they were tucked into the crack of her hand. The rough calluses rubbed against her palms. Her last bit of drunkenness was gone.
Suddenly the car stopped heavily. Before Ranran had worn a seat belt, she leaned forward first, and suddenly the whole person fell into Mr. Duan's arms.
Mr. Duan took a look and his hand was just around her waist.
"No, I'm drunk too, and I didn't see the red light in front." Yin Lingfeng explained the accident.
"How could this little wine be so drunk that you, Mr. Yin?" Yan Zongming said with a smile.
The car started again immediately, and Ranran found himself in a very miserable situation because she was in Duan Gongzi's arms. His hands were pressed against her waist. She was only wearing a shirt. His palm was so hot that it was hot.
She was about to get burned, and she felt that she was getting drunk even more.
Ranran wanted to take his hand away, but she felt a little embarrassed. More importantly, she felt that Yin Lingfeng and Yan Zong in the front seat knew what they were doing now? She felt that she was trapped, and she was the pitiful prey in the trap.
.
But Mr. Duan could not tolerate her pushing her away. Not only did she not push her away, her hand even pulled out her shirt tied in her skirt. Her hands were unwilling to be in the current situation, and her rough fingers directly touched her smooth skin around her waist.
Ranran was as stiff as a stone, with goose bumps coming out one by one. She was so anxious that she was about to cry and tried to take his hand hard.
"Have you ever had a boyfriend this year?" Mr. Duan looked as usual, and suddenly leaned into her ear and asked whisperingly.
Ranran was stupid and turned his head and his nose directly touched the tip of his nose. She sucked the man's breath. How could he do this? There were two men sitting in front of him. He sat so close to her and his posture was so ambiguous.
What did the people in front of you think of her?
"Huh?" Mr. Duan said, his evil fingers climbed up little by little until they reached the bottom of the vagina, on the outer edge of her chest and on the outer edge of her clothes.
"Don't..." It's really embarrassing. Although she is so close to this man, she really can't do this.
"Answer me." Mr. Duan's fingers slid at the outer edge, his eyes dyed a dark color, and a firelight appeared.
"No..." She answered honestly. How could she have a boyfriend? She never thought that she could start with other men.
As soon as she said nothing, Mr. Duan's hand covered her breasts through her pitiful breasts and squeezed her hands lightly or heavily.
"By the way, Casey."
As soon as Yin Lingfeng spoke, Ranran felt that she was scared and sweated in cold sweat. She responded only.
"I haven't asked where you live yet?" Yin Lingfeng seemed to have no idea what happened next, and asked calmly.
"No. 125, Lane 3, Hetang District." Duan Zhian replied coldly for her.
Ranran was stunned for a moment, and he actually remembered her address.
"Oh, okay." Yin Lingfeng didn't seem to think there was anything special and continued driving.
"..." Ranran tried hard to take out his hand, but she could do nothing and she was about to cry.
"Do you remember my phone number?" Mr. Duan said in a slightly loud voice.
Ranran's eyes were red. She really didn't know what this man wanted to do, and looked at him helplessly.
Mr. Duan really couldn't stand her like this. If it weren't for the four eyes in front of him, he would have kissed her fiercely.
"Telephone." He finished speaking, pinched heavily, and a finger slid from the outer edge of the upper side of the bra, directly touching her softness.
Ranran didn't bother to pull her hand out and took out her cell phone from her bag.
Mr. Duan took the phone with his other hand, and then pressed down his phone and saved it.
"Remember, my financial plan depends on you." Mr. Duan said.
Ranran looked at him and wanted to take out his hand, but the next second he pulled it out by himself, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Casey, I'll hand over my best kid to you." Yin Lingfeng said in the front seat.
Ranran wanted to cry without tears. Did she say that she was harassed just now? His harassment made her feel so nervous that she didn't even know how to get along with him next.
"Casey, your house is here." Yin Lingfeng said again.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Yin."
Ranran couldn't wait to get off the car from the other side.
Mr. Duan sat in the car without moving, and saw her waving to them and saying goodbye.
As soon as Ranran left, Yin Lingfeng smiled and said, "Mr. Duan, you were too much just now. You harassed my female subordinates like this in front of me."
"She is my woman." Mr. Duan said coldly.
As soon as these words were said, Yan Zongming and Yin Lingfeng looked at each other. They both knew that there would be an extra Buddha in the company in the future. Should Mr. Duan’s woman be served well?
When Ranran returned home, her heart was not calmed down. The touch of his fingertips remained on her left chest, and her heart was still pounding. Why did he do this? He was not a tangled person, and they were
If he separates such a reason, he will never love her.
But he is not a man who can harass girls either. What is he doing?
"Ranran." Zhao Qing heard the voice and came out from inside. He saw his daughter leaning against the door with a flushed face. "Ranran, have you drunk a lot of wine?"
"No." Ranran replied to Liu Lai, "Mom, I'm going back to my room to rest, you can go back to my room to rest!"
"Okay, do you want mom to make you a cup of ginseng tea?" asked my mother.
"No need, mom, I just drank some red wine, I took a shower and wanted to go to bed directly." Ranran said, and walked towards the room.
"Okay." Zhao Qing looked at her daughter, unable to hide her worries. She was just the first day of work and was drinking late. What should I do in the future?
Ranran returned to the room, leaning against the door panel and thinking about the things in the car, and even put his hands involuntarily on his left chest, as if his hands were not there, hot and hot, and the touch was so familiar.
Oh my God, what was she thinking? It was him who harassed her and did something too much, so why did she seem to be nostalgic about this feeling!
It's crazy, Yuan Yanran, how can you be so shameless!