Chapter VIII Vacation

Was he mocking her? Holding back his impassing emotions, Ai Yimo put on a forced smile: "I don't understand what you're saying. ”

Putting his face close to her ear, Luo Qifeng's eyes became dark, like a pool of unfathomable water, quietly waiting for Ai Yimo to indulge. "Looks like I need to remind you ......"

His hand suddenly moved behind her back, slowly wandering evilly, and the cotton shirt revealed the warmth of the skin, making Luo Qifeng smile with satisfaction.

Such a touch, sweet with a bit of green taste, if there is a seamless, it is really provocative!

"Don't touch me!" Ai Yimo wrinkled his eyebrows and roared, he asked her to enter the office, just to touch her again?

Luo Qifeng is such an out-and-out bastard!

With an evil smile, he picked up her jaw and said lazily, "Tsk, angry? You were very welcoming last night......

The way this woman suppressed her emotions attracted him invisibly, making him no longer satisfied with such a limited touch, and even making him want more like an ignorant teenager......

"You...... Bummer! He was smiling so well. people, but at the moment she looks annoying.

The buttons on Luo Qifeng's shirt were not buttoned, and he gently grabbed Ai Yimer's struggling hand, looking at the eyes that were still a little red and swollen. "What to do? I don't like your stubborn look. ”

Suddenly covered Aimer's cold lips, and her fresh smell made him confused again......

"Hmm......" Ai Yimo's eyes widened in shock, and Luo Qifeng's breath trickled down her throat, domineering and cold. She had been resisting and finally ......

She bit his lip hard!

There was a clear pain in his lips, and Luo Qifeng raised his eyebrows, let go of his lips that were kissed red, and looked at Ai Yimer's gradually pale face. "Frankly, what is your purpose?"

At this moment, he had a wicked smile in his coldness, and he deliberately accentuated the word 'purpose', and in such a cold tone, it seemed that he even felt troublesome to cover it up.

Ai Yimer's body was trembling, and the sarcasm in Luo Qifeng's eyes was so obvious. Frowning, she pushed Luo Qifeng away, as if shaking off something that made her sick to her stomach.

"You're sick!" Ai Yimo gritted his teeth and rushed out of the office, but his feet were stagnant because of Luo Qifeng's unhurried words.

He said, "You, you don't have to go back to Yin'......"

Luo Qifeng actually said that she didn't have to go back to Yin's?

"Why?" Ai Yimer's hands were clenched into fists, and she turned her back to Luo Qifeng, unable to guess what he meant.

"I don't like talking to my back." Speaking in a very soft voice, Luo Qifeng raised his hand and stroked his lips, his soft lips were a little wet, those viscous liquids should be blood, right?

This woman who doesn't know whether to live or die!

"Come here, and I'll tell you."

"What the hell do you want!" Turning to stare at Luo Qifeng, Ai Yimo was furious.

The air in the office instantly condensed, and Ai Yimer's heart became heavier and heavier because of Luo Qifeng's unfathomable gaze.

His gaze was arrogant and cold, but it oozes tenderness that she can't read. It's like the sun and the night exist at the same time, obviously contradictory, but harmoniously present in him.

It's an incredible feeling!

"You bit my lip out, you have to make it up to me, or ......"

Listening to Luo Qifeng's ambiguous words, Ai Yimo was a little confused, but, soon, she understood......

He pointed to his face slowly, with an irresistible smile on his lips. "I don't want to do anything, I just want you to take the initiative to kiss me."

Ai Yimo was stunned, Luo Qifeng at this moment was completely like a child. He laughed so harmlessly, as if he wasn't the one who had eaten her all last night, and the one who had humiliated her with a check in the morning and told her to wasn't him.

"Hey, I don't like to force others the most, since you don't want to, let's do business......"

"How's it going to work?" Ai Yimo looked at Luo Qifeng stiffly, and he smiled weirdly, as if he had some taste for her.

"It's just a phone call to Yin's family, saying that President Ben didn't receive the documents......" Squinting and smiling, Luo Qifeng picked up the cigarette on the desk, he lit one, but didn't smoke it.

He's clearly a scoundrel! He also said that he didn't like to force people, he wasn't reluctantly threatening, and what was it!

However, there was no way she could not compromise.

Ai Yimo pursed her lips helplessly, and she moved to Luo Qifeng's side, standing on tiptoe and pecking him in the face.

"That's pretty much it, my dear."

Luo Qifeng's ambiguous tone made Ai Yimo feel awkward, and she ran out of the office as fast as she could, and the burning feeling of her cheeks prompted her to take a few breaths hard.

The air in the office became silent with Ai Yimer's departure, Luo Qifeng looked at the documents on the table, sneered, and elegantly dialed the phone number of Yin's secretarial department......

Ai Yimo returned to Yin's family, it was already noon, there was no one in the personnel department, thinking of Luo Qifeng's weird smile, her heart suddenly had no bottom.

What if, what if his words don't count? His reversal is not impossible in her opinion.

The more he thought about it, the more confused his heart became, and Ai Yimo shook his head, thinking too much and having a headache.

"Aimer, the manager told you to go back." I don't know when, the front desk lady has already walked into the personnel department, but there is almost no expression on her well-made face.

Get back? Why did the manager let her go back? Don't......

Ai Yimo was a little panicked, and she asked cautiously, "What about the manager?" ”

"The manager isn't here, he'll let you go back anyway."

"But...... This hasn't gotten off work yet...... "Is she being fired?" Did Luo Qifeng call Yin? He actually tricked her?

Damn it! Hateful!

"You're not happy to give you half a day off?" raised her voice, and the front desk lady couldn't figure it out, the whole company was busy with tonight's banquet, how could Ai Yimer, who had just arrived, take half a day off.

Holiday? Unsure of the situation, Ai Yimo tentatively asked, "Then I have to come to work tomorrow?" ”

"Could it be that you still want to take your vacation every day?"

"It's not ......" quickly denied, and Aimo breathed a sigh of relief.

The streets were full of people, and Aimo walked tiredly, and she had no money on her, so she had to walk home.

Perhaps, that cramped house can't be called home at all......

Pushing open the paint-off door, Aimer walked straight into the bathroom. The first thing she couldn't wait to do was take a shower. She felt that her body was filled with the smell of Luo Qifeng, and his smell upset her.

His muscular body, the pain he brought her, all tugged at Aimo's heartstrings, and she slowly closed her eyes, but for some reason, tears overflowed the corners of her eyes and kept flowing.

Warm, bitter.

The landline in the room suddenly rang, and Aimer's trance was completely conscious, she dried herself, walked out of the bathroom, and went straight to her room to answer the phone.