Ye Jinqing gently approached the bedside, looked down at Xu Anting's covetous appearance, the smile in his eyes spread to the corners of his mouth, and gently said, "Tingting, it's time to take a bath." ”

After a few seconds, Ye Jinqing, who suddenly thought of something, suddenly turned his face again, went to bed silently, and lay down on the side.

Xu Anting paused, looked at the man close to him, swallowed his saliva, and muttered in his mouth, "What, turning your face is faster than turning a book." He quickly got out of bed, put on his small sandals, and was about to step into the bathroom, when he folded back, "Jinqing, there are no clothes for me here, what am I wearing?" ”

I remember that a few years ago, I was in a hurry, I didn't pack and take away all my things, I only collected a few close-fitting clothes and left, presumably after so many years, those things should not exist.

Ye Jinqing glanced at Xu Anting perfunctorily, and his eyes were saying, "Who do you ask me and I ask?" ”

Xu Anting was very dissatisfied with this result, she flattened her mouth, and now Ye Jinqing is so cold and hurt, "Then I'm ...... Uh-huh. ”

By the time she re-entered the bathroom and came out after fifteen minutes of bathing, the figure on the bed was long gone. She sighed, took a few steps forward, and her eyes flashed when she noticed the white shirt on the side of the bed.

Changing into a shirt, it is full of male hormones and is intoxicating. This is obviously the one that Ye Jinqing often wears. The night is very high, and if the clothes are changed to ordinary women, they are just up to the knees, covering the charming parts.

But it was unfortunate that Xu Anting, who was 166 years tall, was just at the base of his thighs, and the black lace thong panties loomed...... Exudes a deadly temptation......

When Ye Jinqing, who was working in the study, saw Xu Anting who came in, the pen in his hand paused, and when he saw the height of his clothes, he nodded almost invisibly.

Well, the shirt was right, it was the one he wore often, and it was the shortest one......

Xu Anting, who didn't know what Ye Jinqing was thinking, looked at the man who was working seriously with silver-rimmed glasses, walked up to him, and sat down across a desk. With one hand supporting his head and the other pointing on the desktop, all that was left in the study was the sound of signatures and fingertips.

Xu Anting looked at Ye Jinqing carefully: Well, this man really can't see enough of it. The idol when he was young, the male god when he grew up, used to be popular all over the country in their school, not to mention that with the change of time, he became more and more mature and charming, and girls from several countries showed their love to him, and even, emmmm is a bit of a fetish boy......

Of course, there is only one end, never think that he will pity the jade, let alone a man?

After a while, Ye Jinqing started a video conference, listening to what they were chatting about, Xu Anting also pricked up his ears to listen, especially when talking about Xu's, the Changmao Group seemed to invest three million to Xu's.

As for the boss of Changmao Group, that is, the greasy middle-aged man before - Wang. Eight. Eighth, Xu Anting is not optimistic about this, after all, the case of using the body as a transaction is not ten or nine times out of ten, and it is still Zeng Qi's goods.

Now that the land is getting more and more expensive, it is really difficult for Zeng Ming to win the resort built in the South China Sea with only 3 million investment.

Nanhai Resort, is the most famous tourist attraction in the country today, living near the sea, just by selling seafood, you can earn hundreds of millions of dollars per month, not to mention the cost of coming to vacation every day, this is a piece of feng shui treasure, as long as you buy it, less than five years, you can become the richest man in S City, it is conceivable that how many people are vying for this piece of land, even the night is ready to buy, after all, the opportunity to make money, who doesn't want it?