(136) The so-called strange

Yan Shaocheng approached, and at this moment, the distance between us was only one centimeter. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info I can't ignore him if I want to.

It wasn't until Yan Shaocheng's hand wrapped around my waist that I clearly knew my situation at the moment.

But he remained calm.

He was close to me gasping for breath, and I could feel the sound of his breathing. "I miss you."

He said such a thing to me, and I don't know which tendon he was wrong. The whole person only felt inexplicable, but he hugged me very calmly, as if he was holding a comfortable pillow.

I was well aware of the strength gap between men and women, so I was calm and didn't want to break free. A man like Yan Shaocheng, the more he breaks free, the more he can stimulate his bestiality? I'm still a little more sensible.

I was quiet and didn't make any movements, like a delicate rag doll.

He laughed at my ignorance and left a kiss on my forehead.

"You're funny like that." He seemed to have discovered something interesting, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not stop.

I'm a little bored.

He pulled me to my feet and walked to the side desk. He took the seal from my hand, and I gave it to him as I pleased.

Then he opened the ink on my desk and squeezed my hand on the blank paper on the desk. The red ink has the names of Yan Shaocheng and me. It's a strange feeling, as if we're committed to life.

I let go in a trance, and Yan Shaocheng didn't say anything. Just turn to look at me. There was nothing out of the ordinary, as if he was just trying to test the effect of the seal.

"Put it away." He put the seal back in my hand, and it didn't feel the same.

I didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"Alright, I'm leaving." Yan Shaocheng looked at me with a smile for a moment, ignoring my reaction. But that look was really unforgettable, because the color seemed to say, you're mine.

As if he has the ability to bewitch, even I have some doubts that I am his.

Yan Shaocheng's sense of existence is so strong that I can still feel his presence even though he has clearly left.

It wasn't until he left that I woke up from my trance.

Glancing at the seal in my hand, I was already sweating. The ink that the seal was stained with just now was printed on my hand, and it was written "Fang Jingxian Yan Shaocheng" on it. Doesn't seem to be affected by the sweat of my palms.

I put the seal on the table, and I happened to see Yan Shaocheng holding the seal from my handprint.

I can't tell you what it feels like, but something doesn't feel right.

I tore off the stamped piece of paper and put it in the shredder. In an instant, the paper, along with the seal on it, disappeared and became fragments.

I lock the stamp in a drawer. Then go to the restroom in the office to wash your hands.

Wash the mud on it vigorously, and the clear handwriting instantly turns into a red stain, and then washes it off with clean water.

It was as if my messy thoughts had been washed away.

Then sit directly in the chair in a daze.

Think about where it still doesn't work, open the lock, put it in another lockbox, and lock it again.

I always felt wrong, but I couldn't say anything was wrong, it just felt a little strange. I have some doubts about whether it is my own problem, why I always have the idea of being wary of Yan Shaocheng, and even his words and deeds make me can't help but be vigilant and suspicious.

If it goes on like this, I'm going to go crazy.

Yan Shaocheng was like a curse, a curse lingered in my mind, and then spread into a demon in my heart to such a state.

I meditated, and my thoughts were in turmoil because of Yan Shao. Just when I didn't know how to sort it out, my phone rang.

I sorted out my emotions and went to get my phone. I clearly saw the display above, it was a call from Shen Muyang.

I think maybe it's because I want him to look into something. With Shen Muyang's ability, it is nothing.

It's just that it can be otherwise, it is a big problem for this Wang Xiyi to see me. Who knows if people want to see me, or if they don't want to mention that part of the past.

"Shen Shao has time to call me, does this mean that I want Shen Shao to help me investigate?" I came up and asked about business, not wanting to be disturbed by Shen Muyang's nonsense opening.

Yan Shaocheng's actions today make me feel strange, and now I don't have the heart to deal with anything else.

"It's been found, it's been found, but it seems a little difficult to ask her to meet." It's rare for me to hear Shen Muyang say that it's rare, it seems to be a little difficult.

In fact, it's only because I don't know women well enough, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to say anything comfortable. Isn't it that women are sensual animals? It's just that I really don't know what this ordinary woman thinks.

"I'll get to my fax later." My tone was clear, I wanted to get to know this woman well, and who knows what this woman was thinking.

"You don't stand a chance of winning." Shen Muyang seems to have seen through me as a person. "You're not an ordinary woman, in other words, you don't know a woman's heart at all." Shen Muyang spoke really straightforwardly, and he had to admit that what he said made a lot of sense.

But I don't seem to have any other choice.

"Do you have a high opinion?" I asked Shen Muyang instead, it was much better than me thinking about it alone and having no clue.

"Maybe you should find someone who is at least more sensible than you, otherwise it's hard to imagine." Shen Muyang seems to have judged my ability, in his eyes, I am a shortcoming, maybe which one is the shortest.

My approach is simple, basically hovering around interests. Shen Muyang doubted me, and I didn't feel anything.

"So Shen Shao has a candidate?" To be honest, I really wanted to sit back and enjoy it, but I couldn't.

"I don't have so many candidates." Shen Muyang's words are really good enough to prevaricate.

But it's also the women next to him, and most of them seem to be gold worshippers. It's like talking about love all the time, but I really don't know what real feelings are.

"I'll think about it seriously. It's just that I haven't seen the photo yet, and I ask you a question, is she pretty? "I'm just joking, but I don't think Yan Shaocheng's vision should be much worse than mine.

It must be a big beauty.

"You're pretty." Shen Muyang answered me directly. "What answer do you want to hear?" Sure enough, I knew that it wasn't that simple, when did Shen Muyang's mouth become so sweet?

"If Shen Shao likes it, you can do it." I said this to him on purpose, and his answer was to deliberately say that I was jealous.

It's true that women don't need a reason to appreciate women sometimes, and I'm really senior at this point.

"Maybe it's a good choice." Shen Muyang's tone seemed to have really been thinking for a long time, and even I wanted to laugh.

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