Lin Jiawen looked at the newspaper and smiled lightly, "Leng is always jealous that I didn't take this oil painting?" Oh yes, the oil painting in Mr. Leng's house was destroyed, and now I need a new one, so I can go to that auction house again and take a picture of Mr. Leng now. ”

Leng Yihan didn't speak, just raised his eyes and looked at Lin Jiawen, who was looking up at him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Jiawen lowered his head again.

"There's a contract here, and you're going to deliver it to the famous family."

Lin Jiawen looked up, saw Leng Yihan sitting behind the desk, and put a contract on the table.

Then continue to work on the mail in front of the computer screen.

Famous night banquet, isn't it the original Huo Xiujie's venue!

It is said that it is now acquired by Su Ruoyao.

Lin Jiawen walked straight to Leng Yihan's desk, "How is your injury?" ”

Leng Yihan didn't speak, and continued to look at the screen, processing the email.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Jiawen raised his hand and slapped the car keys on the desk.

"Your Lamborghini, it's too luxurious for me to drive, the car is in the parking lot of the Royal Fili Hotel, and I have to pick it up myself."

Leng Yihan still didn't speak.

Lin Jiawen picked up the documents on the table.

"Click!"

A pair of handcuffs were handcuffed to Lin Jiawen's wrists.

Because Leng Yihan made a sudden move, before Lin Jiawen could react, he was handcuffed by Leng Yihan with his hands behind his back.

"Leng Yihan, what are you doing?"

"I learned from you!" Leng Yihan's voice was very weak, he let go of his hand, looked at Lin Jiawen in front of him, and struggled with his arms.

"I advise you to give up struggling, since you say I'm the Dark Left, then I'll tell you that this pair of handcuffs is a high-tech product of the Dark Left, struggling or trying to pick it apart with a paper clip? It's all impossible. ”

Leng Yihan picked up the contract on the table and left the office chair, "Since you don't like my car, then I have to go by myself!" ”

When Leng Yihan walked past Lin Jiawen, Lin Jiawen raised his leg and made a gesture to trip Leng Yihan.

Leng Yihan dodged away.

Lin Jiawen directly hit him with his shoulder, but his hands were handcuffed behind his back, Leng Yihan grabbed her shoulders and pressed her directly on the sofa.

It's a pity that Lin Jiawen just tripped Leng Yihan at the same time, and Leng Yihan directly pressed on Lin Jiawen's body.

Lin Jiawen was clinging to the sofa behind his back, trying to push Leng Yihan away, but his hands were handcuffed behind his back.

can only stagger her face and not let Leng Yihan touch her nose.

However, Leng Yihan's face was still attached to her neck.

This kind of skin-to-skin contact directly made her have goosebumps on her neck, and her body trembled.

Lin Jiawen's overreaction made Leng Yihan feel it, "What are you nervous about?" ”

"Leng Yihan, can you get up?" Lin Jiawen's face turned crimson.

"Are you like Ye Qingyan, a woman dressed as a man!" Leng Yihan's eyelids were raised slightly, and the corners of his lips were hooked.

"Leng Yihan, you won't be GAY, I'm not a girl, I've disappointed you."

Lin Jiawen bent his legs, just up to Leng Yihan's position.

This time it was not light, Leng Yihan closed his eyes.

Just when he was distracted in pain, Lin Jiawen rolled over, slammed open the office door with his shoulder, and ran out.

As soon as she rushed to the door of the office building, Leng Yihan was directly in front of her.

"The company will hold a party tonight, and you, as my assistant, will help me deal with the venue!"

Leng Yihan put his hands behind his back and said to Lin Jiawen, "Open!" ”

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