Qin Yuan subconsciously squinted a few times, and after feeling a surge of impulse, he immediately looked away.
He is not Liuxia Hui, nor is he a man who is not interested in beautiful women.
But he was afraid of trouble, very afraid.
He is very clear about who he can touch and who he cannot touch.
This woman in front of me must not be touched.
If you do, you might never escape from this country and this world.
It’s so tiring to work on paperwork!
"You bastard, how are you going to clear my name?" Yan Jiaoran panted.
"It's a long story. Let's sit down and talk."
Qin Yuan didn't know how long he had been standing, and his feet were a little sore.
"good."
Yan Jiaoran smiled sweetly, nodded, and pulled him towards the dragon throne in the study.
"No...no...I don't want to sit on that..." Qin Yuan refused repeatedly and resisted in every possible way.
"I told you to sit, so just sit!" Yan Jiaoran didn't say anything, she hugged Qin Yuan and lay down on the dragon throne together.
Well……
So soft?
Qin Yuan was lying on the dragon throne, very surprised.
How is this chair made and why is it so soft?
It’s more comfortable than lying on a Simmons mattress.
Who said that the dragon throne hurts your butt and makes you feel uncomfortable all over when you sit on it?
Rumors, complete rumors!
This feels so good!
…
Yan Jiaoran lay on Qin Yuan's body, pressing Qin Yuan onto the dragon throne.
For a moment, the air froze and time stood still.
Their eyes met.
Staring at each other.
Quite ambiguous.
Yan Jiaoran has eyes as white as silk and cheeks as rosy as peaches, and she looks unusually charming and beautiful.
Suddenly, her jade-white nostrils flared rapidly, and she panted softly and asked, "You bastard, you said you would clear my name. Do you mean what you said?"
"Of course, a gentleman's word is as good as gold!" Qin Yuan was suddenly at a loss.
"Words are not enough. We need to make a treaty." Yan Jiaoran bit her rosy lips and said pitifully.
"How to establish it?" Qin Yuan asked.
Anyway, to him, a piece of paper, signed or not, is just a piece of toilet paper.
You can tear it off anytime when you need it.
As the saying goes, if you have no shame, you are invincible. That's the truth.
"Sign and stamp." Yan Jiaoran's cheeks flushed, and she rarely showed the shyness of a little girl.
"Sign? Stamp?" Qin Yuan asked.
"Take off your clothes." Yan Jiaoran ordered.
The sound is crisp and beautiful, but it contains an unquestionable majesty.
ha?
What the hell?
Take off clothes?
Do I need to take off my clothes to sign and stamp?
Is your signature and seal correct?
Yan Jiaoran was seen sitting astride Qin Yuan's body, straightening her body and touching something on the table.
What on earth do these stupid women want?
Qin Yuan was completely confused and had no idea what Yan Jiaoran was doing.
After a while, Yan Jiaoran turned around holding a large seal.
Qin Yuan clearly saw the eight big characters printed on it.
——Mandated by Heaven, may you live long and prosper forever.
Qin Yuan: “???”
You call this a stamp???
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