Xu Tingcheng stood at the door of the study, and could tell from his conversation that it was a project problem.

He held the mouse in his hand and clicked a few times on the computer screen from time to time, his eyebrows sharp and serious.

The hair falls back from the front to the side, revealing a face with prominent lines, every inch as if it has been cut to the extreme.

It's no wonder that the eldest sister sighed that this face is so beautiful that it doesn't lose to girls, it's aggressive, and it's really restless.

She suddenly smiled lightly, and the man looked up distractedly.

She wore a white nightgown, and her long hair was draped down, even if she was dyed black and straight, she couldn't stop her from being full of charm.

She leaned against the door frame, her loose and heavy dressing gown completely unframing the curves of her body, but the lazy style of her leaning on it spread in the air.

The straps of the bathrobe around her waist were loosely tied, and the neckline of the placket quietly spread out with her reclining movement, and the undulating arc of her chest was quietly exposed.

Adam's apple rolls lightly.

The sweet scent of her shower gel wafted through his nose, and the man felt his scalp and thighs tighten.

This woman was a fatal temptation to him, and he was like a woman addict.

Fu Jingting looked down and excused himself.

He's young and strong, he doesn't have bad habits, he's just around the corner, and he's not normal if he doesn't react.

The tail of the European project, because of his sudden return to China, has been delayed by a day, and there are many details waiting for him to decide.

The meeting could not be over.

The man stretched out his hand to beckon her over, Xu Tingcheng glared at him, turned his head and left.

Neuropathy.

He had a video conference, what did she do in the past.

She was also wearing a bathrobe.

The person who sees it can make up his peach drama in his brain.

He can not mind as a man, but she does.

Fu Jingting saw her turn around and leave, her long hair flung down with her movements, and the wet ends seemed to drip out.

The distance between the two of them, even if there were water droplets, they couldn't shake him here, but Fu Jingting felt like he had been thrown off, and the cool water droplets fell on his skin, and they were scalded and evaporated in an instant.

He got up suddenly, didn't care where the meeting went, just said a little wait, and left the camera.

His wrist was grabbed, and Xu Qingcheng was dragged into his arms when he turned around.

He dragged her to the study.

Xu Qingcheng looked at the headphones on his ears, and his voice was lowered, "What are you doing, you're not going to have a meeting?" ”

"Accompany me to the meeting."

"Psychopathy, you!" Xu Qingcheng's eyes widened, "What about your video conference......

Xu Qingcheng was dragged over by him, and when he saw it, the camera on his side was turned off, and Mai was also turned off on mute.

When others sit on the chair, they have to pull her over, and where there is a place for her to sit, it is nothing more than holding her on their lap.

Xu Tingcheng felt very uncomfortable, she struggled to move around and remembered, "We'll talk after you finish the meeting." ”

Fu Jingting didn't let go, he wrapped his arms around her waist and trapped her in his arms, very shameless, "You are here to pour jet lag for me, the meeting is very important, save me from being distracted." ”

As he spoke, he deliberately retracted his arm, and she was firmly pressed on her leg by him, and she was like someone was holding a gun to her head, and she couldn't advance or retreat.

The strap of the bathrobe was struggling repeatedly, and I didn't know if he had secretly untied it or if he had opened it himself.

His hands were unbridled and ruthless, and Xu Qingcheng wanted to scold.

On the other side of the video, men and women sometimes stare at the camera, sometimes look through the materials in their hands, and most of them are waiting for him to come back and continue.

Even if the camera was off and the voice was off, Xu Tingcheng had goosebumps all over his body, "Are you crazy, don't ...... like this"

"Otherwise?" He leaned down to kiss her, spread out her bathrobe, and landed his palm on her leg, touching it, and his skin was smooth and greasy.