What came into view was a figure as graceful as an orchid or a jade tree. The night was deep, and he wore a plain black nightgown that shimmered with light, as if he had draped himself in moonlight.
But under the moonlight, his profile was like jade, his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, and his whole being exuded an icy stillness and aloofness.
Nanzhi was startled when someone suddenly appeared behind her.
After she screamed, the president frowned, his deep, dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became unusually cold, like ice piercing to the bone.
But the next moment, the frost spreading in his eyes suddenly froze.
The girl suddenly stood up and threw herself into his arms.
"Qin Wang, what should I do? I'm so scared..."
The girl's voice was choked with sobs as she held him anxiously, her hot tears falling onto his neck.
The president's eyes changed slightly, and he remained silent for a long time, but did not push her away.
He denied it calmly: "I am not Qin Wang."
Before you finished stopping your nosebleed, you stared at your face in the mirror without a hint of doubt.
You can only watch helplessly as the CEO reminisces about last night with lingering satisfaction.
You hurriedly and awkwardly covered yourself, saying, "It's too cold."
"Go to the restroom to take care of it."
In the moonlight, he could see the freckles on the girl's face; they seemed to have turned a little red, like ripe strawberries...
It wasn't that slow, it felt like the whole night was endless. You cried until your voice was hoarse, and you felt like your whole being was being slowly crushed.
Perhaps his voice was too soft, or perhaps the girl was still immersed in her sadness and didn't hear what he said.
The president never repeats himself, and this time was no exception.
Nanzhi sat alone under the dining chair, watching her little family isolate her, and clenched her chopsticks in anger.
You reached out to push me away, but I held you firmly, kissing and caressing you until you could barely control your voice.
Cao Yao quickly rushed out of the bathroom.
The girl stared at him with her wet eyes for a while, then she stood on tiptoe, raised her face, and pressed her soft lips to his.
"Something's up."
Cao Yao's cheeks burned, and she was so startled by the touch that she instinctively let go of her hand, but just a moment later, she couldn't help but bite her lip.
That lousy game is just too much.
Cao Yao was about to deny it when her voice was automatically muted.
Sure enough, I still remember.
Because she had just taken a shower, her once neatly styled hair was now completely disheveled, with a few strands falling onto Cao Yao's body, causing an unbearable itch.
Seeing that she was exhausted from crying, he was about to push her away when a small hand suddenly wrapped around his neck.
"Good boy, it will break if you're slow."
When Cao Yao lost consciousness again, she felt a chill under her legs.
Before the meeting even started, the president took the water and drank it down.
The president spoke fluent English, while the people opposite him were clearly Chinese.
But when you see the room clearly, you can't help but feel confused.
Cao Yao subconsciously looked at Nan Zhi, who was sitting and eating. Seeing that she was still alive, her eyes were clearly disappointed.
The first time, the president did not respond enthusiastically to the boy's approach and kiss.
The soft pants were thrown on the ground. You reached out to pick them up, but a small hand held yours down, and your fingers intertwined.
Cao Yao stared intently, trying to figure it out, when the president suddenly called the housekeeper: "A man came to your room last night. You need him to find out all the information about you within a day."
My Adam's apple bobbed, and Xiao Cheng immediately noticed the mark next to me.
The CEO quickly looked up and kissed the back of your hand.
As I unbuttoned your shirt and my hand touched you, the boy shyly grabbed my arm.
What did the president ask Xiao Cheng to do this morning?
Last night's performance by Guo Nanzhi was very well-received; everyone in the family is playing along with you, and even Xie Huaiwei keeps her distance.
You knock on the door and step back, and you immediately see that the CEO is in a video conference.
Big Bei slept outside the cat bed, purring softly.
"You're so sweet and wicked," the CEO said, increasing his pressure as if he wanted to devour you whole.
There were still marks left on my lower body...
How could Xiao Cheng be dead? If you were dead, all of this would still happen, and you would still be the one attracting the most attention.
I unbuttoned my nightgown, exposing my strong, perfect physique to the moonlight.
When the president looked over, Xiao Cheng realized that he had a nosebleed.
Lin Yi was the first to approach you. "Did something happen last night?"
Cao Yao dared to interrupt, and was about to go in or out when the president waved to her.
The president was very satisfied with your reaction. He leaned down and took off your undergarments.
"Of course." The president stood up, his hands in his pockets, which made his legs look even longer, and even his buttocks were pert and sexy.
"Wang Ma, what's wrong with him?"
Your face is blushing so deeply it's almost bleeding, as if you want to say you agree.
The president glanced at the cup next to him, and Cao Yao understood. She quickly took it aside, added a cup of warm water for me, and then returned it to me.
Xiao Cheng wanted to say it was himself, but what he said was, "This is terrible. The president will definitely find you and bring you back."
When Xiao Cheng woke up again, the sun had just risen inside. You were not sleepy yet. If your body felt sore, you would believe that last night was just a dream.
My body, which is usually uninterested in anyone, no longer reacted violently at this moment, which made me realize that you are not my destined one.
The president was in a bad mood, and his gaze towards Cao Yao was less stern.
Cao Yao was so embarrassed that she quickly reached out to cover herself.
It's you, it's really you!
I kissed your lips, my voice high and hoarse, uttering nothing but lies.
My eyes held a simple emotion: no doubt, no joy, but even less so, a sense of indulgence...
Certain indescribable images floated into Cao Yao's mind again, and her face turned bright red in an instant.
I hugged the boy and deepened that long kiss.
You lifted the covers and looked at yourself. Your lower body was clean, without a single mark, but this area clearly hurt terribly…
Little Bei was still meowing in the room, but the president, who had a severe case of mysophobia, had no time to pay attention to it.
Whether the CEO is angry or not, he's definitely in a terrible mood.
Even though we have the same face, why can I recognize you?
Did that game have some kind of setting?
"Wang Ma, you probably don't have anyone else to do this."
I reached my hand in front of me and unfastened the hidden clasp with one hand...
The CEO allowed it, so he picked you up by the waist and threw you onto the soft bed.
When I had lunch with the other players, Xiaojia saw that you were still acting naughty and looked very depressed.
You hate Cao Yao so much you wish he were dead, but just a moment ago, you heard Cao Yao ask you, "You're very curious, how did he find his train ticket back then?"
An unbearable pain shot through you, and the tears slowly welled up in your eyes. You looked at me pitifully, "Is it...?"
Full of doubt, you got up, changed out of your nanny uniform, and went to the CEO's room.
Cao Yao was completely mesmerized, supporting herself on the bed with her large hands, staring blankly at me.
I don't know when I fell into a deep sleep.
But it's useless.
It's the CEO's room, and it's your nanny's room.
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