Autor: Zhao Xibao Tradução automática
Huo Jingchen slowly withdrew his hand and leaned back in his chair like a gentleman. He smiled and said, "are you still angry? "
Zhao Siqing looked away and ignored him. She pursed her lips.
"I just took off your underwear. I didn't really do anything, " Huo Jingchen said with a faint smile. He looked at her with his long and narrow eyes.
Seeing that he was getting more and more outrageous, Zhao Siqing's little face turned slightly red. "Shut up! "
Huo Jingchen smiled. "If I strip you naked in the future, you won't be able to fight me to the death. "
"Shut up! " Zhao Siqing stood up from the chair, her white jade-like ears stained with a touch of pink.
"Tsk, you're still so shy... " Huo Jingchen said slowly, his gaze darkening on her for a long time.
Zhao Siqing did not dare to look at him again. She withdrew her gaze and forced herself to calm down.
She sat back in her seat, lowered her head and continued to work.
Even so, her face was still burning uncontrollably, unable to recover for a long time.
Huo Jingchen leaned lazily against the back of the chair. He rested an elbow on the armrest of the chair, rested his Chin on his hand, and stared at Zhao Siqing.
She was wearing a light purple dress today, and her shoulder-length hair was draped over her shoulders. Her quiet and obedient appearance made him want to hold her in his arms.
Huo Jingchen slightly clenched his fingers, and his Adam's apple moved slightly. He could not suppress the surging desire in his heart.
After a long while, Huo Jingchen withdrew his gaze and slowly lowered his eyes.
His Qingqing was his Qingqing.
Zhao Siqing felt that the man in front of her had been staring at her. His gaze was dark and ambiguous, but there was also some kind of emotion that she could not describe.
It was to the point that her entire nerves could not help but tense up a little, as if she was being stared at by a jackal.
Fortunately, just when Zhao Siqing felt that she could not breathe, he finally looked away.
Zhao Siqing let out a slight sigh of relief, and then she gradually relaxed.
The office was quiet. It was almost noon. Zhao Siqing was about to order some food when a knock on the door was heard first.
"Come in, " Huo Jingchen said in a deep voice.
Zhao Siqing... ...
Fine, he had more of an air of authority.
Tang Qi pushed the door open and entered a dining car at the same time.
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a while until Tang Qi placed lunch on her desk one by one. Only then did Zhao Siqing come back to her senses.
Huo Jingchen said in a deep voice, "go wash your hands. "
"Oh... " Zhao Siqing washed her hands and came back. Tang Qi had almost finished the dishes.
Huo Jingchen handed her a pair of chopsticks. Zhao Siqing reached out and took it. "This is? "
He looked up at her and said slowly, "lunch. "
"Is this for me? " Zhao Siqing could not help but ask.
Huo Jingchen looked at her with his dark eyes and said slowly, "Zhao Siqing. "
"Yes? "
"Can't you see? I'm trying to please you. " His voice was low.
Tang Qi, who was about to turn around and leave, heard this and his legs went weak.
However, in order to prove that he was the number one secretary who had experienced many battles, Tang Qi forcefully stabilized his weak legs and finally walked out of Zhao Siqing's office in an extremely coy and seductive manner.
Zhao Siqing looked at him in a daze. Trying to please her?
The rumored ruthless and temperamental Huo Jingchen actually said that he was trying to please her?
Zhao Siqing slowly retracted her gaze.
Alright, if he didn't say it, she really wouldn't have noticed... ...
*
In the afternoon, Zhao Siqing had a client.
However, seeing that the time was almost up, Huo Jingchen had no intention of leaving. Zhao Siqing couldn't help but feel a headache.
"Mr. Huo, the treatment is a relatively private process. It might not be very convenient for you to be here, " Zhao Siqing said gently She felt that she had to speak more clearly, or the man in front of her would not seem to understand whether she was hinting or hinting.