The cold man sat behind his desk, his bony fingers holding the pen, and the sharp lines swiped across the paper, outlining the words vigorously and powerfully.

Hearing the voice, he frowned and glanced at the doorway, his back pulled out a tight arc, and the shape of the butterfly bone under the white shirt was faintly visible, extremely tense and beautiful.

He remembered telling the bodyguards not to bother him during this time.

The dark eyes darkened, frost condensed inside, and a trace of chill emanated, and the room was a little colder.

"Tuk Tuk!"

The knock on the door sounded again, and the man lowered his voice and said coldly: "Come in!" ”

Shen Chuqian opened the door and walked in, and at a glance he saw the man buried in work behind the desk.

She could see his full forehead, the bridge of his nose, his chin hidden in the shadows, and a cold man tensed his body and seriously handled his work.

Well, it's very handsome, and it is said that men who are serious are the most handsome, and they are indeed right.

Shen Chuqian didn't bother him, just walked behind him slowly, stood in front of the bookshelf, and looked up for the book he wanted to read.

Li Hanyuan stared at the information in his hand and waited for someone to say something, but he noticed that this person walked into him, and then stood behind him against his desk.

He pursed the corners of his lips with some displeasure, but there was a faint fragrance wafting from the tip of his nose, and the familiar smell made him instantly aware of who the person was.

Shen Chuqian!

The chill in his eyes disappeared instantly, and a faint softness was replaced, Li Hanyuan simply put down the pen and turned around.

The girl wears a slim tuxedo, pinching out a slender and soft waist, and her slender legs are wrapped under the dogtooth pattern trousers, although you can't see the graceful arc of the legs, you can still imagine its slenderness and straightness.

The short hair sticks to the white cheeks, revealing the white and slender neck, and the snow-white shirt collar is tightly wrapped.

Li Hanyuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, got up and pasted it quietly, and his beautiful palms propped up on the bookshelf, successfully imprisoning the person in front of him.

The man's shadow was enough to completely envelop Shen Chuqian, and the cold fragrance completely wrapped her, and even the temperature on the man's body was also transmitted.

This is a body that belongs to a man, tall and strong, and incompatible with her slenderness.

Li Hanyuan followed her fingers and looked up at the bookshelf above, his knotted fingers pasted on, rubbing the back of her white and tender hand and landing on a few books, and the man's deep voice also came: "Which one do you want?" ”

The temperature on the back of his hand has not disappeared, Shen Chuqian can feel the temperature on his back, and he doesn't seem to have to stand on tiptoe anymore, and the person behind him seems to be able to reach it as soon as he stretches out his hand.

"Just the one you have."

Li Hanyuan took the book down so easily, but he didn't leave, but sent the book to Shen Chuqian.

Because one hand supports the bookshelf, and the other hand holds the book in front of him, no matter which angle it looks like, it gives the illusion that a man seems to be holding her into his arms.

But Shen Chuqian didn't think it was an illusion.

This feeling of being surrounded on all sides, as if he had been held in his arms, made people struggle and couldn't move.

"You let Jean."

She turned around, but the man bowed his head, seizing every opportunity, and pressed his thin lips to the corners of his lips, imprinting a kiss full of pity and reluctance.