The tingling touch spread from her ears to her whole body, and Jiang Rin couldn't help but want to reach out to hold her waist, but she avoided it in time.

Lan Qing's feet slowly landed, a bright smile spread on her fair face, looking at his slightly distracted face, and said, "And I'm not patient right now, I'll only give you a minute to think about it." ”

“…… No. Jiang Rin turned his face away, and his burning breath seemed to be still in his ears, and his white porcelain-like ears were dyed with layers of crimson.

"Huh?"

Jiang Rin pretended to answer easily, "Don't wait that long, I promise you." ”

Lan Qing snorted and laughed, lowered her head, took out the signing contract she had collected before from her bag, picked up the pen that was visiting on the dining table, and signed her name neatly with a brush.

"Whoa."

With her fair wrist in front of her, Lan Qing handed him the contract and said solemnly, "You will be my boss in the future." ”

Hearing the word boss, Jiang Rin's face sank, and he was not very happy to accept the contract, not knowing whether to be happy for her to sign the contract or angry for her unfamiliar title.

"Boss, I'm here to toast you with a glass of wine, and I wish us a happy cooperation in the future."

Lan Qing said, picked up his own wine glass by the table, and raised it to Jiang Rin to gesture.

Jiang Rin didn't understand what she was going to do, but she still turned her head and subconsciously went to get her wine glass, who knew that in just ten seconds of this deviation, Lan Qing had already stepped forward again and arrived in front of her.

Jiang Rin was startled, she pinched the goblet, took a sip of wine, stood on tiptoe again, this time kissed her lips without hindrance, with the clear aroma of red wine, moist touch, a little bit into her heart, and the wine was fed in by her little by little.

Jiang Rin couldn't bear it anymore, her eyes darkened slightly, pushed her to the side of the guest sofa, pressed her on the narrow sofa, and kissed her passionately.

In the confusion, the temperature continued to rise, and he brushed her bare skin, indulging in it.

“boss？ Are you drunk? Lan Qing shoved him away violently, lying under him, disheveled, bent eyebrows, and grinning, "It's too late, I'm going home." ”

With that, she struggled to sit up, combed her hairstyle, and bowed to him with a particularly faceful and well-behaved, "Good night, boss." ”

Then he waved his hand behind his back and quickly walked out of the box happily.

All that is left is for him to desire. Wangshen sat in place, and it took a long time to calm down the throbbing that surged from the bottom of his heart.

It seems that no matter how confident he is in front of her, he will never win one day.

Jiang Rin realized this conclusion and covered his head sadly, he lowered his eyes and saw that he was still holding Lan Qing's contract in his other hand.

After the fierce action just now, the contract book had been crumpled, and Jiang Rin's slender fingers took the trouble to smooth the wrinkles over and over again.

She said that she wanted to let herself not think of her in the past, and her eyes lingered on her handwriting, but in just a few years, her handwriting was no longer messy like a dog crawling, and she was unexpectedly neat and delicate.

Before......

Well, don't want to.

Jiang Rin interrupted the idea of reminiscing about the past in time, and carefully kept the contract.

She actually said that she was black-hearted?

It's really a blessing to be in the midst of blessings, and other people's salaries are not as high as hers.