He had only taken two steps when the person in his arms moved.
She seemed to be feeling uncomfortable, and subconsciously raised her hands to wrap around Yan Jili's neck.
She buried her head in his shoulder again, rubbed it, found a comfortable angle, and then relaxedly put her head in his arms.
The light breath sprayed on the side of the neck.
Yan Jili's whole body suddenly stiffened.
The footsteps paused.
I could hear her unconscious mumbling in my ear, like a complaint, with a chaotic and coquettish tone.
"Stinky stone..."
"Bad temper...bad coffee..."
“It’s unpalatable…”
Yan Jili held her in his arms, turned slightly, and glanced at the table in front of the sofa.
On top of it stood a few cups of coffee, each several liters full.
There was a very faint lipstick mark on the rim of the cup, which showed that its owner only took a sip and then stopped patronizing...
Is it so hard to drink?
Yan Jili frowned slightly.
He turned around and strode into the lounge.
Place the person gently on the bed.
He took off her high heels.
Look at the white and round fingers forming a lovely arc.
Every joint was pink.
His eyes suddenly darkened.
Without making any movement, Shen Zhiyi murmured and turned over, hugging his quilt.
The hem of the skirt is rolled up.
A large area of white thigh flesh is exposed.
Rich and soft.
Then follow the arc all the way down and naturally transition into a slender calf.
Every bend is even and smooth, slender and charming, as if quietly sculpted by invisible hands.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
Yan Jili's breathing suddenly became heavier.
She stood up in a somewhat messy manner and pulled the quilt over to cover the scenery under her skirt.
Then he took two steps back and stopped looking at her.
A few ounces of anger towards her rose in my heart again.
If she is not allowed to wear short skirts, she will wear shorter and shorter ones instead.
He was lying in the busy office, sleeping without any protection.
If someone comes in...
He breathed heavily.
Turn around suddenly.
The leather shoes rolled heavily on the carpet in the lounge, and even my spine was twisted into a cold and hard thread.
Later, I will make her beg him.
…
Shen Zhiyi was awakened by hunger.
She opened her eyes and found herself lying on an unfamiliar big bed.
The sheets and quilt covers are so uncomfortable.
Look around.
I looked at the scenery outside the glass window and confirmed that I was still in Yan Jili's office.
This should be his rest room.
He is back?
Shen Zhiyi hurriedly got out of bed and looked at his watch.
It's already past eleven at night.
I slept for several hours without realizing it and didn't even have dinner.
It’s all because of that stinky stone!
You're back so late!
She had been waiting for so long that she felt sleepy.
She touched her rumbling stomach, walked over and opened the door, and saw the culprit sitting behind the desk, concentrating on reading documents.
Yan Jili looked up when he heard the noise.
He put down his pen, said nothing, folded his hands on the table, leaned back slightly, and leaned back on the chair.
Just looking at her silently.
The scrutiny carries a natural sense of oppression.
He was ordering her to come over.
Shen Zhiyi involuntarily took a step forward and walked towards him.
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