Shen Yun's assistant Qin Xue was holding a document outside the door, and just wanted to knock on the door, when she heard a snort, she frowned and listened carefully, and immediately blushed.

"Mr. Shen, this is..."

After about two hours, Zhang Han stopped moving, Shen Yun's face was still flushed for a long time, and he was content to lie on Zhang Han's chest, still unwilling to leave half a step easily.

"You're so bad."

Zhang Han took out a cigarette from his pocket, and at this time, Qin Xue knocked on the door, the two hurriedly got dressed, and Shen Yun sat at the desk with a serious face, but the flush on her face that was still difficult to fade betrayed her.

"Ahem, Mr. Shen..."

"What's wrong, Xiaoxue?"

Qin Xue walked forward quickly and handed the document to Shen Yun, secretly glanced at Zhang Han, who was staring out the window in a daze, and ran away.

"Sisters, guess what I have?" Qin Xue said to several girls in the copywriting department, and the others looked at Qin Xue, one of them was a girl with glasses and a little quiet, and smiled and said:

"Which celebrity's scandal is it again?"

"No, it's our Mr. Shen's scandal, I just saw her boyfriend!"

"Don't be stupid, how can Mr. Shen have a boyfriend, I've never seen him look at any man."

Qin Xue was a little anxious, beat her chest and said:

"No, it's true this time, I just went to her office to deliver documents, but I didn't expect to see her and her boyfriend..."

When the other girls heard this, they didn't raise their heads just now to deal with their own affairs, and suddenly they all gathered around and chattered and discussed, what ability Zhang Han had to catch up with Shen Yun.

Half an hour later, Zhang Han drove the car and Shen Yun came to a private apartment, Shen Yun took out the key to open the door, which called the apartment was furnished with a feminine atmosphere, and the light-colored decoration and various famous paintings in the room all revealed the owner's taste.

"I just want you to be mine tonight, but I don't think you're happy?"

Zhang Han smiled helplessly, staring at a painting on it, which drew a few scribbled lines, outlining something that no one knew. Shen Yun hugged Zhang Han from behind, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you, I really think you have schizophrenia, one will be extroverted and one will be deep." ”

The light in the living room was soft, and Shen Yun hugged Zhang Han for a while but still didn't react, as if he was in deep thought.

The next morning, Zhang Han was alone in the bathroom, looking at Shen Yun who was sleeping soundly on the bed, his chest was half exposed, and the skin on his waist reflected a charming luster under the light, and he couldn't tell whether he liked Shen Yun's body or really liked her as a person.

"This woman is not ordinary, I don't know if Lao Tzu has to be planted in her hands, and people won't lose it when it goes out? No, we can't go on like this. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Han tiptoed over, picked up the clothes that were torn into strips of cloth by Shen Yun, and took out the other sets he bought that day from the closet to change them, when a piercing mobile phone rang.

"Who the picks this time to call!" Zhang Han tried his best to keep his voice low, and Yang Wu's voice came from the earpiece.

"My living grandpa! You're not going to get down to business, are you? ”

"What's the matter?"

"Han Caiying's matter, didn't you promise to be her personal bodyguard? People are looking for me now, why don't you go to the Mantele Hotel! ”

Zhang Han hung up the phone and leaked a standard ruffian, as if there was a voice in his heart and said,

"Do what you're supposed to do, rascal!"