It was like being possessed by a demon, invading his body, giving his handsome smile an evil aura.
"Well, let's play something intense, shall we?"
The man was condescending, using his slender fingers to gently touch her lips. Although there was a smile on his face, what she saw was a pair of wolf-like, cunning and sinister eyes.
Are we going to start again? She looked at the wide open floor-to-ceiling windows in front of her. She knew clearly that no one would see them in such a tall building, but she still felt embarrassed.
The man's slightly cold fingers gently opened all the buttons of her shirt. A cold feeling appeared in front of her, and she seemed to feel that her shirt had been completely opened, and the breeze was blowing, making her a little cold. She was like a dying fish, Its snow-white belly is swollen, waiting for his sharp teeth.
Dark intoxication shone in the narrow pupils, and the man's breath gradually blew towards her neck, turning into an ambiguous low gasp.
The nimble fingers, like a spiritual snake, quickly slipped into her clothes... Mu Qingyu felt Leng Yunlin's kiss fall on her cheek, carrying the cool fragrance of jasmine. Before she could react, When I came over, my lips had already changed places softly.
Neck, cheeks, auricles... all he kissed were her most sensitive areas.
The scent of jasmine flowers he breathed made her head slightly trance-like, and what sounded in her ears was his gentle magnetic bass: "It's so beautiful!"
Unexpectedly, her featureless white shirt was wrapped in a body that was as white as snow and as smooth as satin. The delicate and soft touch was like precious porcelain. When his fingers touched it lightly, a slight pink glow appeared. -The color is so addictive.
The slight stretch between his eyebrows was originally just a small "test". In the past, he had never been unrestrained in the office, and he had always made a clear distinction between work and private life.
However, whether it was because the sunshine today was too soft or the woman beneath him was too sweet, he couldn't control himself and wanted to go deeper.
Just at this time!
"Dong dong dong! -" The sound of knocking on the door suddenly sounded. Leng Yunlin, who had just buried his head, and Mu Qingyu, who had closed his eyes and was waiting for death, were stunned.
Leng Yunlin's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of displeasure, but the next second, he straightened up, his voice still slightly hoarse after being aroused: "Who!"
At this moment, he was not at all annoyed that he had messed up his work due to personal matters, but was simply unwilling to be disturbed by others.
"President, it's me, Cheng Yaoyun." The voice of the man outside was steady and meticulous.
It's his assistant, Cheng Yaoyun.
Leng Yunlin glanced at Mu Qingyu, who immediately got down from her desk and put on her clothes quickly.
"Enter--"
As soon as Cheng Yaoyun entered the door, he was slightly startled when he saw the documents scattered on the floor under the desk, the messy sideburns that Mu Qingyu had not had time to tidy up, and her lip gloss that had been played with.
If he remembered correctly - this was the first time that Leng Yunlin wanted to "lucky" a woman in the office, right?
Is this the new female secretary he recruited today? Cheng Yaoyun glanced at Mu Qingyu, and it seemed that she was not so beautiful that even their strict and rigid CEO could not control himself, right?
He has served as Leng Yunlin's deputy for more than ten years.