At an angle that the secretary couldn't see, this extremely good-looking big hand first touched his calf in circles, then reached into his trouser leg and climbed up.

Being able to work at Yunsheng, especially as a secretary next to the president, observing people's expressions is definitely the most basic professional skill.

Before the conference secretary finished her report, she clearly saw that Yan Zixiu's cheek was slightly bulging, and he was obviously gritting his teeth.

"Mr. Yan, please look at this document..."

Yan Zixiu took a breath silently, trying to stay calm, "Just put it on the table."

When the other party walked to the table, the big hand had already pulled the zipper down halfway.

So the secretary saw Yan Zixiu's abrupt action of withdrawing his right hand from the table and reaching under the table.

Jing Shaoci's wrist was tightly held, but this did not prevent his fingers from reaching in.

The hand that Yan Zixiu placed on the table was clenched into a fist. If you look closely, you can see that it is shaking slightly.

Seeing his obviously wrong expression, the secretary tentatively asked: "Mr. Yan, do you need me to get you something to drink?"

"No." Yu Xituan left.

Jing Shaoci's desk is designed according to ergonomics, so it is an extended arc towards the inside of the body.

When the secretary put down the document, as long as he stretched his neck a little, he could see that the high-ranking president was doing something beyond the bottom line.

This extreme shame of being on the edge of danger, coupled with Bai Yueguang's love story, the accumulation of the two made the rationality of Yan Zixiu, a gentleman, completely collapse.

The conference secretary felt inexplicably chilly and had a sense of oppression as if a sharp knife was pressed against her lower back.

The atmosphere was wrong .

She quickly put the documents on the desk and said, "Mr. Yan, I'll be out first."

The secretary turned and left, her steps obviously more hurried than when she came in.

The door of the office had just closed when Yan Zixiu waved his left hand, opening the barrier.

The next second he grabbed Jing Shaoci by the collar and pulled him up from below, pressing him on the table.

"Do you really think I can't do anything to you?!"

Jing Shaoci was still unaware of the seriousness of the matter at this time. He only felt that Yan Zixiu's extremely handsome face looked as charming when he was angry as when he was blushing.

He raised his eyebrows, "Then tell me, what do you want to do to me?"

To put it bluntly, Jing Shaoci thought that he was flirting with Yan Zixiu. He had done all kinds of extreme things, and just touched him twice.

Seeing his indifferent look, Yan Zixiu suddenly laughed condescendingly.

"You forgot that even if I am a female, I am still a man."

Yan Zixiu's tone was extremely dangerous and cold. He leaned down slightly, grabbed Jing Shaoci's chin with his backhand and said, "Of course I can also have sex with you."

Jing Shaoci suddenly widened his black eyes, and he immediately got rid of Yan Zixiu's shackles, but it was too late.

When he leaned over just now, Yan Zixiu had already unbuckled his belt, and now he raised his hand and pulled it, and it turned into a silvery loop of wire.

The loop of wire quickly bound Jing Shaoci's arm like a living thing, and in the blink of an eye it slid down and bound his wrist.

Yan Zixiu still had a sneer on his face, and pulled him up and dragged him to the French window.

"Your location on this floor is just right, and the surrounding buildings are much shorter, so we have to watch others."

He said so, but it was precisely this that was the most exciting. These people who they could see by lowering their eyes, as long as they stood in front of the window and looked up, they would naturally see President Yunsheng being pressed against the glass.

"Yan Yan," Jing Shaoci's Adam's apple slid up and down, "I was just teasing you."

Yan Zixiu pressed him against the French window from behind, and said in a slightly raised tone: "Without your teasing, I wouldn't be interested in this."

The hem of his shirt was pulled out from his trouser waist, and it was about to become real. Jing Shaoci said anxiously: "You said you don't want to be a top in the future!"

Yan Zixiu's fingers slowly moved from his lower back to the front. Not only that, he also gently bit his ear, "But you also said that what you want most is to be intimate with your lover in front of the French window."

"Since it is your wish, I will certainly fulfill it for you." If

we want to be intimate, we should take the other way around! What's going on now? !

"Yan Yan, calm down for a moment." Jing Shao Ci tried to calm him down. "Can we go to the lounge first?"

"No."

Yan Zixiu refused bluntly. "Just make it clear here."

Jing Shao Ci was stunned for a moment. "What?"

He just flirted with his lover. Why did it sound like there was something wrong that he didn't know about?

"What's going on between you and Ji Wangshu?"

He still remembered the photo of the two of them in that post. Although he knew it was a graduation photo from the clothes, Ji Wangshu in the photo was smiling particularly brightly.

"Ji..." Jing Shaoci felt as if his chest was choked, "Ji Wangshu?!"

Yan Zixiu's fingers touched his Adam's apple with a threatening tone, "What do you think? Do you want to tell me?"

"What can I say to her?" Jing Shaoci was simply at a loss for words.

Yan Zixiu's slightly cool breath hit his earlobe, "Some people say she is your first love, your white moonlight."

Jing Shaoci opened his mouth and suddenly realized something.

His heartbeat quickly accelerated, even more violently than before, "Yan Yan, are you jealous?"

Hearing this, Yan Zixiu slowly loosened his control over him.

Just when Jing Shaoci thought that the other party would not admit it, Yan Zixiu said in a low voice: "Well, I was jealous, so I bullied you."

Jing Shaoci quickly turned around and kissed him on the lips in an awkward posture.

"I already have you, how can I look down on others."

Yan Zixiu lowered his head and pinched his fingers secretly, "What about before, why didn't you mention her before?"

"Why should I mention her for no reason? I'm not familiar with her."

"But she said at the dinner table that your grandfather loved her very much and had intended to marry her."

When saying this, Yan Zixiu's tone unconsciously carried a bit of grievance.

He himself did not realize it, but Jing Shaoci felt it.

"Yanyan, let me go first, I will explain it to you slowly, okay?" Jing Shaoci said in a coaxing tone.

Yan Zixiu raised his hand slightly, and the silver wire ring on his hand turned back into a belt and fell to the ground.

Jing Shaoci turned his bound wrist, and then held Yan Zixiu's hand.

"Yanyan, the words that Ji Wangshu and I have spoken are almost few and far between, and we have never been alone together. How could she be my first love?"

Yan Zixiu also knew that his nameless anger came inexplicably, but he just cared in his heart.

"I'm sorry."

Jing Shaoci listened to his words and suddenly turned around, trapping Yan Zixiu between the French window and his chest.

"Instead of apologizing, why don't you make me tired, so that I will never have the energy to see others."

Yan Zixiu thought for a moment, then raised his eyes and nodded in agreement, "Well, you are right."