Several secretaries outside, with a burst of excitement, were very looking forward to what Sheng Jiaoyang would look like after removing his makeup.

Looking forward even more, whether their president will be beaten.

After all, Miss Sheng is famous, and everyone has heard of it.

Wen Yanzhi carried the bag and went into the room.

Walked to the bed and sat down gently.

His peach blossom eyes carry tenderness.

When Sheng Jiaoyang fell asleep, it seemed that she would restrain her kind of glamorous light and sharp edge.

Wen Yanzhi poured the makeup remover on a cotton pad and wiped it on her face.

Forehead??

There is no foundation on the face, the eyelashes are really, the eyebrows are really, and there is no trace of makeup at all.

Wen Yanzhi wiped her lips again, and only on her lips, there was bright lipstick.

Wipe off the lipstick on her lips and powder. Tender. Tender, as delicate as cherry blossoms in April.

Wen Yanzhi's fingers stayed on her lips, rubbing slightly. After rubbing it twice, the feeling transmitted by the fingertips, layer by layer, is like ripples rippling on the surface of the river.

Layer by layer to the tip of his heart.

Earlier, he had thought that one day she would be his own person, and what he would do to her.

Like, there is nothing that can be done yet.

His little princess hasn't liked him yet.

"I'll make you like me."

Wen Yanzhi's thin lips opened and said lightly.

After saying this, Wen Yanzhi lowered his head again and touched her lips gently.

Originally, he just wanted to touch it like this, but in an instant, it was like a thunderbolt stirring the earth's fire.

She was obviously asleep, obviously there was no movement.

But like this, she still easily aroused the desire in his heart. Hope.

Wen Yanzhi didn't hold back, and the tip of her wet and hot tongue gently probed into her mouth.

Her shellfish. His teeth were tightly closed, making it impossible for him to move forward at all.

I can't ask for it, and I'm afraid that she will wake up.

Wen Yan sucked her soft lips heavily. flap, only then got up.

This time, he no longer even dared to look at Sheng Jiaoyang's appearance, for fear that he was doing something even more terrifying.

Wen Yanzhi walked outside and sat down at his desk.

I can't stand the documents on the computer screen, and the folders at hand are like a hill.

But just after looking at it, on the computer screen, what appeared was Sheng Jiaoyang's smiling and bright appearance.

Open the folder, the same is Sheng Jiaoyangrou. The appearance of soft sleep.

Is he crazy?

Wen Yanzhi closed his eyes and threw down the pen in his hand.

For the next two hours, Wen Yanzhi didn't know how he passed.

His current state of mind is about, what he has always longed for, what he wants to have.

It's finally my own.

However, this is your own, and it is not really your own.

After thinking about it, Wen Yanzhi called Assistant Wang again.

The phone rang many times before it was answered by an assistant.

"How's it going over there?"

Wen Yanzhi asked softly.

"It's almost done, don't worry, president."

Assistant Wang was sweating like water as he spoke.

"Hmm."

Wen Yanzhi replied lightly and hung up the phone.

As soon as the call ended, the door to the break room was pushed open.

Sheng Jiaoyang came out of it and slept with a confused look.

Seeing her like this, Wen Yanzhi walked over with a smile.

"You wash your face first, I'll buy skin care products for you."

As soon as he walked over, Wen Yanzhi took her little hand and took her in again.

Standing in front of the sink in the bathroom, Sheng Jiaoyang looked at the bottles and cans on it, a little surprised.