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Before going back, Qiao Weihuan took a little detour.

Inadvertently glanced in the rearview mirror, and the back butt slipped a black car!

Qiao Weihuan couldn't laugh and stopped the car on the side of the road, and the black car also stopped. She got out of the car, walked to the driver's seat of the leading car, raised her hand and knocked on the window, and soon someone came down and asked her sonorously: "Miss Qiao, what do you command?" ”

"There is no command."

Qiao Weihuan pointed to the front and said politely: "I'll go to the front, you don't have to follow." ”

"Sir has told me that no matter where Miss Qiao goes, we will follow."

Qiao Weihuan blinked, "Then what if I don't let you follow?" ”

The man in the suit was embarrassed and said, "Miss Qiao, this is Mr.'s order." ”

"Alright, I got it."

Qiao Weihuan turned around and got into the car, but he didn't light the fire, and his dark eyes passed through the smoke-filled air, as if he saw the patchwork villas from afar.

The day after Mrs. Mo died, the mourning hall in the old mansion had not yet been removed. Mo Xilin is still calmly dealing with the people who came to mourn, and the people of the Mo family are also there, doing their last filial piety.

But she had no way in.

Originally, I planned to take a look outside the old mansion, but this group of people followed the past, and the battle was too big, and it would definitely alarm the people of the Mo family.

Qiao Weihuan leaned into the car seat, sat motionless with her eyes half-open.

From the twilight, sitting until the bright lights of City B, and then the night was falling, she slowly started the car, left there, and went back to her apartment.

It wasn't until Qiao Weihuan went upstairs that the men in the suits in the black car began to look at each other, and then called Uncle Zhong.

"Master Zhong, Miss Qiao went back to the apartment, and we were downstairs...... The lights are on, I'm afraid Miss Qiao won't go back to live today. ”

Over there, Uncle Zhong told He Zhengxiao the situation word for word, and he only smiled when he saw that his young master's straight figure did not move at all.

It has a deep meaning......

The next day, Qiao Weihuan first went to another psychological clinic, but half an hour later, the emotional female doctor cried and sent Qiao Weihuan out.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

I didn't know what to say, so I had to go back to the company and wait for Fang Shuyu to find a "reliable" one.

Unexpectedly, when I entered the office, I saw champagne roses and documents again.

Qiao Weihuan threw the rose speechlessly, and called Fang Shuyu to the inside.

When Fang Shuyu entered the office, her first reaction was to look at the flowers.

One a day, I don't know what you can summon by gathering seven?

Qiao Weihuan tapped the desk twice and asked her quite imposingly: "This thing was given to you by Mr. He's special assistant?" ”

"Yes, it was given to me this morning, let me put it in your office."

Qiao Weihuan opened the document and looked at it, sitting on the chair and thinking for a long time.

Coming out of the company in the evening, Qiao Weihuan drove back to He Zhengxiao.

went upstairs, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw He Zhengxiao changing clothes at first glance.

The heavy curtains were tightly drawn, isolating the night from the window, leaving only a bedside lamp for illumination. He had just taken off his shirt, and the orange-yellow warm light plated his outstanding body with a layer of soft light, and the tight muscles of his upper body were just right, and the smooth texture lines were full of the powerful and unassuming sensuality of a mature man.

Hearing the voice, He Zhengxiao's night-colored eyes were raised, and his hands kept moving, unfastening his belt without hurrying.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She silently closed the door, leaving a gap, and asked him through the panel, "What does that document mean?" Do you really want me to deal with it? ”

From her point of view, she could see the light dragging He Zhengxiao's slender body out of a slender shadow. The shadow was slow, and his hands were placed on his waist and abdomen...... Unzipper?

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

Where does this wonderful voyeurism/voyeurism come from?

"You ...... first," I'll come back after changing clothes.

Unexpectedly, He Zhengxiao suddenly answered, and asked her in a low voice: "You can't handle it?" ”

Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath, moved his foot and opened his eyes again, not looking at the shadow on the carpet, "Kindly, I don't have much contact with this kind of thing, and I don't know how to weigh the pros and cons." ”

"You'll know by doing."

Qiao Weihuan choked and was silent for a moment before he asked him speechlessly, "Is it really good for you to be so rash?" Such a big project, or ...... with the government/government"

That's the point.

Qiao Weihuan read and looked at the document, although it was not thick, but it revealed a piece of information to her - this is just the tip of the iceberg, the actual operating funds of the overall project are probably tens of billions, and it is a cooperation project with the government/government.

Qiao Weihuan didn't know how He Zhengxiao agreed with the above, she only knew that it was more than just a document, and the relationship network involved behind it was too deep and high-end, and she couldn't handle it.

Just thinking about it, the light in front of him suddenly bloomed, and Qiao Weihuan took two steps back almost reflexively, and distanced himself from He Zhengxiao, who opened the door.

He Zhengxiao's nightgown was not tied, it was draped loosely on his body, and his wild wheat-colored chest was exposed in the wide open placket......

Gauze?

There's blood leaking out of it!

Qiao Wei's heart jumped, frowned, and turned his head and shouted: "Uncle Zhong!" His wounds were bleeding......"

Halfway through speaking, she only felt that the world was spinning, and He Zhengxiao stopped her waist and hugged her.

Qiao Weihuan thought about his injury, didn't dare to struggle, held his broad shoulders weakly, and asked firmly: "He Zhengxiao, what are you doing?" Aren't you afraid of the wound splitting when you move around? ”

She was gently put on the bed by He Zhengxiao, and then the man's tall and straight body covered her, and his forearms supported the bed, not pressing her, but she felt that her breathing was not smooth, and He Zhengxiao's body was full of strong masculine breath in all directions.

"You've done a good job...... I didn't know how worried I was a few days ago, but I only think about it now? ”

He Zhengxiao's mellow voice was suppressed, and Qiao Weihuan turned his head unbearably, "It's not that I haven't seen a gunshot wound, it can basically heal at this time, you are still bleeding now, it's not just a matter of gunshot wounds." ”

She said that she was empty-hearted, and her eyelashes fluttered unsteadily, along with the butterflies on her neck, trembling slightly.

This posture is too ambiguous, I don't know if it's nervousness or what, the tail of the raised eyes leached a little red, gently hooking people......

It's bad, a test of flowers, three days without a house to uncover the tiles, too poor to clean up.

He Zhengxiao's dark eyes stared at her for a long time, and then lowered his head, his soft lips touched her neck socket, and the tip of his tongue swept inadvertently.

Qiao Weihuan's little fluff stood up, and he raised his hand to push him: "Don't ...... you"

When has this been...... He's still wounded!

However, He Zhengxiao knew her sensitive position too well, and his big hand poked in from the hem of his blouse...... The hot and wet tip of her tongue swept up her collarbone and slid down to her small, round earlobe, taking a sip.

As soon as he gets his weak and boneless body, she doesn't need to do anything at all, if there is a sweet fragrance that can arouse his desires/thoughts.

Qiao Weihuan's dark eyes were forced out of a layer of rippling water, and her calves straightened tightly.

He Zhengxiao...... Stop ......"

He Zhengxiao's movements paused slightly, and his big hand pinched it lightly and heavily, seeing her bite her lip violently and let out a soft hum from her nasal cavity. He smiled softly, lay on his side on the bed, pressed to her ear, and asked her in a long voice, "How are you reading, huh?" ”

Feeling his big hand slipping out of his clothes, Qiao Weihuan let go of his bitten bright lips and breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.

"What book?"

"Economics."

"You've pretty much read it for me."

"What do you think about the project?"

Qiao Weihuan pondered for a while.

"Domestic land is publicly owned, and if you want to start a project, you must first ......"

Qiao Weihuan elaborated seriously, not noticing at all how deep He Zhengxiao's gaze fell on her face.

A long time ago, he had discovered that she was more beautiful when she was concentrated. Just like now, her dark eyes are fainted with a clear light, and the black of her eyes is extraordinarily pure.

The desire for the dome made her gradually lose her original disguise, and the most primitive desire/desire appeared layer by layer.

“…… So this project is a pioneer, but failure or not has little to do with the future, it's dispensable, right? ”

Qiao Weihuan's mouth was dry, and he didn't see He Zhengxiao say anything, he raised his eyes, and met his eyes surging in the night, and his heart jumped inexplicably.

"What's wrong?"

He Zhengxiao elegantly pillowed his pillow, his long legs lazily overlapped.

"The books are all in vain, all wrong."

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She was a little annoyed, so she opened his hand, turned over and sat up, and asked him with a blazing voice, "What's wrong?" ”

He Zhengxiao smiled slowly, his knuckled index and middle fingers together, and nodded his lips hintfully.

Qiao Weihuan blinked, got out of bed directly, and was about to go out with his feet raised.

He Zhengxiao took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and lit it.

"It's not the economy that's bad, it's the political/political literacy. Exports are a big deal for a country, and there are more than just interests involved, and no country will not pay attention to it. ”

Qiao Weihuan paused in his footsteps and turned to look at him, "Then it depends on what is coming out." ”

"That's right."

He Zhengxiao slowly turned the cigarette between his fingers, and said calmly and word by word: "In the pseudo-peace era, the import and export between the two countries with equal national strength have special significance. ”

Qiao Weihuan carefully tasted the words of taste, but did not understand taste.

Suddenly, I heard He Zhengxiao speak: "Show the document to Mo's people." ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, her thin eyebrows frowned, "Why?" Mohs Group focuses on steel, which is not just needed for the project. ”

"Moh's name is loud enough, in City B."

The woman hesitated in place, her eyes lowered.

"I don't understand...... You can ask your secretary or assistant to do it, but I have to do this kind of thing? ”

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips, but there was no smile in his dark eyes.

"Huanhuan, do you think you don't need to do it, or don't you want to talk to the chairman of Mo's about this?"

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……

Before going back, Qiao Weihuan took a little detour.

Inadvertently glanced in the rearview mirror, and the back butt slipped a black car!

Qiao Weihuan couldn't laugh and stopped the car on the side of the road, and the black car also stopped. She got out of the car, walked to the driver's seat of the leading car, raised her hand and knocked on the window, and soon someone came down and asked her sonorously: "Miss Qiao, what do you command?" ”

"There is no command."

Qiao Weihuan pointed to the front and said politely: "I'll go to the front, you don't have to follow." ”

"Sir has told me that no matter where Miss Qiao goes, we will follow."

Qiao Weihuan blinked, "Then what if I don't let you follow?" ”

The man in the suit was embarrassed and said, "Miss Qiao, this is Mr.'s order." ”

"Alright, I got it."

Qiao Weihuan turned around and got into the car, but he didn't light the fire, and his dark eyes passed through the smoke-filled air, as if he saw the patchwork villas from afar.

The day after Mrs. Mo died, the mourning hall in the old mansion had not yet been removed. Mo Xilin is still calmly dealing with the people who came to mourn, and the people of the Mo family are also there, doing their last filial piety.

But she had no way in.

Originally, I planned to take a look outside the old mansion, but this group of people followed the past, and the battle was too big, and it would definitely alarm the people of the Mo family.

Qiao Weihuan leaned into the car seat, sat motionless with her eyes half-open.

From the twilight, sitting until the bright lights of City B, and then the night was falling, she slowly started the car, left there, and went back to her apartment.

It wasn't until Qiao Weihuan went upstairs that the men in the suits in the black car began to look at each other, and then called Uncle Zhong.

"Master Zhong, Miss Qiao went back to the apartment, and we were downstairs...... The lights are on, I'm afraid Miss Qiao won't go back to live today. ”

Over there, Uncle Zhong told He Zhengxiao the situation word for word, and he only smiled when he saw that his young master's straight figure did not move at all.

It has a deep meaning......

The next day, Qiao Weihuan first went to another psychological clinic, but half an hour later, the emotional female doctor cried and sent Qiao Weihuan out.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

I didn't know what to say, so I had to go back to the company and wait for Fang Shuyu to find a "reliable" one.

Unexpectedly, when I entered the office, I saw champagne roses and documents again.

Qiao Weihuan threw the rose speechlessly, and called Fang Shuyu to the inside.

When Fang Shuyu entered the office, her first reaction was to look at the flowers.

One a day, I don't know what you can summon by gathering seven?

Qiao Weihuan tapped the desk twice and asked her quite imposingly: "This thing was given to you by Mr. He's special assistant?" ”

"Yes, it was given to me this morning, let me put it in your office."

Qiao Weihuan opened the document and looked at it, sitting on the chair and thinking for a long time.

Coming out of the company in the evening, Qiao Weihuan drove back to He Zhengxiao.

went upstairs, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw He Zhengxiao changing clothes at first glance.

The heavy curtains were tightly drawn, isolating the night from the window, leaving only a bedside lamp for illumination. He had just taken off his shirt, and the orange-yellow warm light plated his outstanding body with a layer of soft light, and the tight muscles of his upper body were just right, and the smooth texture lines were full of the powerful and unassuming sensuality of a mature man.

Hearing the voice, He Zhengxiao's night-colored eyes were raised, and his hands kept moving, unfastening his belt without hurrying.

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She silently closed the door, leaving a gap, and asked him through the panel, "What does that document mean?" Do you really want me to deal with it? ”

From her point of view, she could see the light dragging He Zhengxiao's slender body out of a slender shadow. The shadow was slow, and his hands were placed on his waist and abdomen...... Unzipper?

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

Where does this wonderful voyeurism/voyeurism come from?

"You ...... first," I'll come back after changing clothes.

Unexpectedly, He Zhengxiao suddenly answered, and asked her in a low voice: "You can't handle it?" ”

Qiao Weihuan took a deep breath, moved his foot and opened his eyes again, not looking at the shadow on the carpet, "Kindly, I don't have much contact with this kind of thing, and I don't know how to weigh the pros and cons." ”

"You'll know by doing."

Qiao Weihuan choked and was silent for a moment before he asked him speechlessly, "Is it really good for you to be so rash?" Such a big project, or ...... with the government/government"

That's the point.

Qiao Weihuan read and looked at the document, although it was not thick, but it revealed a piece of information to her - this is just the tip of the iceberg, the actual operating funds of the overall project are probably tens of billions, and it is a cooperation project with the government/government.

Qiao Weihuan didn't know how He Zhengxiao agreed with the above, she only knew that it was more than just a document, and the relationship network involved behind it was too deep and high-end, and she couldn't handle it.

Just thinking about it, the light in front of him suddenly bloomed, and Qiao Weihuan took two steps back almost reflexively, and distanced himself from He Zhengxiao, who opened the door.

He Zhengxiao's nightgown was not tied, it was draped loosely on his body, and his wild wheat-colored chest was exposed in the wide open placket......

Gauze?

There's blood leaking out of it!

Qiao Wei's heart jumped, frowned, and turned his head and shouted: "Uncle Zhong!" His wounds were bleeding......"

Halfway through speaking, she only felt that the world was spinning, and He Zhengxiao stopped her waist and hugged her.

Qiao Weihuan thought about his injury, didn't dare to struggle, held his broad shoulders weakly, and asked firmly: "He Zhengxiao, what are you doing?" Aren't you afraid of the wound splitting when you move around? ”

She was gently put on the bed by He Zhengxiao, and then the man's tall and straight body covered her, and his forearms supported the bed, not pressing her, but she felt that her breathing was not smooth, and He Zhengxiao's body was full of strong masculine breath in all directions.

"You've done a good job...... I didn't know how worried I was a few days ago, but I only think about it now? ”

He Zhengxiao's mellow voice was suppressed, and Qiao Weihuan turned his head unbearably, "It's not that I haven't seen a gunshot wound, it can basically heal at this time, you are still bleeding now, it's not just a matter of gunshot wounds." ”

She said that she was empty-hearted, and her eyelashes fluttered unsteadily, along with the butterflies on her neck, trembling slightly.

This posture is too ambiguous, I don't know if it's nervousness or what, the tail of the raised eyes leached a little red, gently hooking people......

It's bad, a test of flowers, three days without a house to uncover the tiles, too poor to clean up.

He Zhengxiao's dark eyes stared at her for a long time, and then lowered his head, his soft lips touched her neck socket, and the tip of his tongue swept inadvertently.

Qiao Weihuan's little fluff stood up, and he raised his hand to push him: "Don't ...... you"

When has this been...... He's still wounded!

However, He Zhengxiao knew her sensitive position too well, and his big hand poked in from the hem of his blouse...... The hot and wet tip of her tongue swept up her collarbone and slid down to her small, round earlobe, taking a sip.

As soon as he gets his weak and boneless body, she doesn't need to do anything at all, if there is a sweet fragrance that can arouse his desires/thoughts.

Qiao Weihuan's dark eyes were forced out of a layer of rippling water, and her calves straightened tightly.

He Zhengxiao...... Stop ......"

He Zhengxiao's movements paused slightly, and his big hand pinched it lightly and heavily, seeing her bite her lip violently and let out a soft hum from her nasal cavity. He smiled softly, lay on his side on the bed, pressed to her ear, and asked her in a long voice, "How are you reading, huh?" ”

Feeling his big hand slipping out of his clothes, Qiao Weihuan let go of his bitten bright lips and breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.

"What book?"

"Economics."

"You've pretty much read it for me."

"What do you think about the project?"

Qiao Weihuan pondered for a while.

"Domestic land is publicly owned, and if you want to start a project, you must first ......"

Qiao Weihuan elaborated seriously, not noticing at all how deep He Zhengxiao's gaze fell on her face.

A long time ago, he had discovered that she was more beautiful when she was concentrated. Just like now, her dark eyes are fainted with a clear light, and the black of her eyes is extraordinarily pure.

The desire for the dome made her gradually lose her original disguise, and the most primitive desire/desire appeared layer by layer.

“…… So this project is a pioneer, but failure or not has little to do with the future, it's dispensable, right? ”

Qiao Weihuan's mouth was dry, and he didn't see He Zhengxiao say anything, he raised his eyes, and met his eyes surging in the night, and his heart jumped inexplicably.

"What's wrong?"

He Zhengxiao elegantly pillowed his pillow, his long legs lazily overlapped.

"The books are all in vain, all wrong."

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She was a little annoyed, so she opened his hand, turned over and sat up, and asked him with a blazing voice, "What's wrong?" ”

He Zhengxiao smiled slowly, his knuckled index and middle fingers together, and nodded his lips hintfully.

Qiao Weihuan blinked, got out of bed directly, and was about to go out with his feet raised.

He Zhengxiao took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and lit it.

"It's not the economy that's bad, it's the political/political literacy. Exports are a big deal for a country, and there are more than just interests involved, and no country will not pay attention to it. ”

Qiao Weihuan paused in his footsteps and turned to look at him, "Then it depends on what is coming out." ”

"That's right."

He Zhengxiao slowly turned the cigarette between his fingers, and said calmly and word by word: "In the pseudo-peace era, the import and export between the two countries with equal national strength have special significance. ”

Qiao Weihuan carefully tasted the words of taste, but did not understand taste.

Suddenly, I heard He Zhengxiao speak: "Show the document to Mo's people." ”

Qiao Weihuan was stunned, her thin eyebrows frowned, "Why?" Mohs Group focuses on steel, which is not just needed for the project. ”

"Moh's name is loud enough, in City B."

The woman hesitated in place, her eyes lowered.

"I don't understand...... You can ask your secretary or assistant to do it, but I have to do this kind of thing? ”

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips, but there was no smile in his dark eyes.

"Huanhuan, do you think you don't need to do it, or don't you want to talk to the chairman of Mo's about this?"

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