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The next day, Song went to the company wearing a Chanel suit given to her by Tsukichi.

Her office is located in front of the president's office.

There is a door away from Song Beilang.

can't see Song Beilang, Song Jingjing is willing, but in her heart, she always thinks of what Song Beilang did to her that day.

Nearly...... If it weren't for Zhuzhi's call, I'm afraid she would have ...... with Song Beilang

Thinking of this, Song Jingjing's cheeks swelled with a flush.

I feel more and more that if I have thoughts about Song Beilang again, I am afraid that I will do something I regret in the future.

"Assistant Song, please hand over these documents to the president." The head of the accounting department downstairs took a bunch of materials and handed them to Song Jingjing.

Song Jing was stunned, and replied again and again, saying "good".

The first time she officially went to work, being an assistant was obviously the back door.

After all, in the high-level office of the world, many people queued up to get in, but she was sat on by a mere girl, God knows how many people will be unconvinced.

People are terrible, Song Jingjing is most afraid of this, and after receiving the documents sent by the accounting department, he immediately entered the office.

Because of the nervousness, it ...... Didn't knock on the door.

When I entered the door, I put a pile of papers on the president's desk, and when I turned around and was about to leave, I saw the machinery and equipment in the office.

Song Beilang was the captain of the school team in high school, and later in college, he was in charge of college sports, and when he was in his early twenties, he was already in good shape.

Later, even though his legs were paralyzed for more than a year, he didn't get out of shape.

And now he seems to have resumed exercising, and the equipment is scattered on the ground, as if Song Beilang had exercised not long ago.

There was a "creak", but the door to the bathroom was opened.

When the steaming water rushed out, a naked man followed and walked out of it.

Naked, wearing nothing.

Song Jing's little face suddenly surged with a burst of blood, his face was flushed, and the temperature of his body rose unconsciously, as if it was about to explode.

Song Jing saw not only Song Beilang's muscles, but also the hidden area...... As well as a huge ......

"Ahh With an exclamation, Song Jing hurriedly covered his eyes, then turned around and ran towards the door.

Song Jing blocked his eyes, he really didn't see the road when he walked, he just rampage...... I didn't notice the dumbbells or other equipment on the floor.

Song Jing was wearing thin backless high heels, and the wrapping skirt on her body couldn't help her take a big stride, and when the instep kicked the dumbbell, it hurt sullenly.

And kicked the dumbbell's body, because of inertia still leaning forward.

Song Jing covered her face, ready for the pain that was about to land.

It's just that the pain didn't come as expected, and it fell into the arms of a fragrant lingering eye.

Song's delicate face was pressed against the man's strong chest, feeling the powerful beating sound of the man's heart, and his little liver also fluttered and accelerated.

The man's handsome chin was facing her, and a pair of eyes were also looking.

Seeing his sister wearing professional clothes for the first time, Song Beilang couldn't help but look at it twice.

Inside is a white shirt with a trendy style that does not resemble the collar and buttons of a regular shirt.

The elastic fabric makes her upper circumference plump.

And the scenery in it Song Beilang has seen, how beautiful the real material is, Song Beilang should be clearer than Song Jingjing himself.

She was wearing a wrap skirt, and because the range of movement was too large, the skirt automatically slid up and down to the upturned hips.

It was the pair of slender and straight legs that were exposed.

Song Beilang grabbed her waist and slowly helped her up.

The movements are light and slow.

When Song Jing stood firm, he immediately said: "Thank you, thank you!" ”

After speaking, her body took a step back, and this step taught Song Beilang to see the clues on her instep.

Song Jingfang kicked the gym equipment, and the instep was red and swollen.

Song Jing glanced at the instep of her foot, and said in pain: "I, I'll go out first, and I won't bother you." ”

During this period, Song Jingjing kept his head down and didn't dare to look at Song Beilang.

He just wrapped his lower body with a bath towel, but his body was still bare, which made Song Jing unable to bear to look at it directly.

But even if she lowered her head, she could see Song Beilang's tight calves, and there were men's unique hairs on them.

Song Jing didn't dare to look at it anymore, immediately retracted his gaze, and then turned around to walk out, but his body was light, and the whole person was held in Song Beilang's arms.

The person in Song Beilang's arms was startled, and his eyes met the man's gaze.

Looking at her with hot eyes, her appearance was cold, her voice was low, and she said in this almost commanding tone: "Your instep is injured, I'll help you apply medicine." ”

"No need, brother...... I don't hurt, I'll go out and deal with it myself later. ”

Song Beilang snorted lightly, "Since I was a child, you are afraid of pain and suffering, just now, your tears are about to hurt out, do you think I didn't see it?" ”

"I ...... I...... I don't hurt ......" When Song Jingjing said this, she didn't believe it, but she still gritted her teeth and said it cheekily.

Not far away, there was a sofa, and Song Beilang put people on the sofa.

There was a coffee table in front of the sofa, and the man didn't hesitate to lift Song Jing's legs to the coffee table, and helped people take off their shoes by the way.

One leg was raised, and it was a sitting posture again, the skirt was originally short, Song Jing obviously felt that the skirt on her body had no way to cover the scenery in her thighs, and she put her hands on the skirt, not daring to be presumptuous.

Song Beilang got up and put on the bathrobe hanging on one side.

When I brought the medicine box over, I also saw Song Jing's embarrassment because her skirt was too short.

The corners of her lips hooked, and she didn't want to go to the lounge to get a blanket for her.

Dafang squatted beside her and found the medicinal wine from the medicine box.

Song Beilang looked at the injury, took a light breath, and turned to Song Jing: "You have to rub it with medicinal wine to be good, do you come by yourself, or do I come?" ”

Of course, Song Jing replied: "I'll come." ”

Song Beilang gave her medicinal wine.

Although Song Jingjing was rarely injured, he also knew that medicinal wine should be rubbed hard to reduce swelling.

But she was afraid of pain, so she just let the medicinal wine stay on the surface of her skin, wiped it with a cotton swab a little, and left it alone.

Then he said to Song Beilang: "I'll wipe it and go out first." ”

With that, she was ready to put on her shoes.

Song Beilang's brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.

The man squatted down, snatched the shoes from Song Jing's hand with one hand, and then threw them aside.

"Huh? Brother, you ......"

"If you smear it like this, it's useless."

Then he hugged the delicate little woman in his arms and said, "If it hurts, just shout out." ”

Song Beilang's hand pressed on the instep of that hand and kneaded it vigorously.

Song Jing was in pain, so she cried out like that, "It hurts, brother...... I hurt ......."

Song Beilang pursed his lips, the movements on his hand did not stop, and only the other hand held Song Jing tightly in his arms, "It doesn't hurt to hold my brother." ”

Holding Song Beilang actually hurts, and Song Jingjing also knows it...... But I just followed what Song Beilang said.

The little woman hugged the big man, her face was painful, and fine beads of sweat also oozed from her forehead.

Half-loud, Song Beilang felt that it was almost kneaded, and then slowly let go of the big hand holding her instep.

After a period of kneading, the redness and swelling did disappear, but it was not all good.

Song Beilang turned his head to look at Song Jingjing, only to see the little girl buried in his chest, his two hands tightly grasping his bathrobe, the white tooth shell biting the pink lip flap, and the face was flushed, looking cute.

She was nervous, her whole body was tense, her breathing was heavy, her chest was trembling slightly, and she could see the slightly exposed white skin in her shirt.

"Brother, are you alright?" Song Jing asked, her eyes were mixed with tears, red.

Song Beilang looked at her and said nothing.

Song Jingjing raised her head and asked again, "Brother, are you alright......

She just raised her head, and her eyes were caught by Song Beilang's eyes.

The sight is hot.

Song Jing was startled, and hurriedly wanted to look away, but it was Song Beilang's big hand that pinched her chin......

Then, the man's domineering breath poured into her mouth.

The kiss came quickly and bravely, catching people off guard.

Song Jing struggled, but he couldn't.

His body was crooked, and he fell into the sofa.

Song Beilang pressed her even more and didn't let her move.

The kiss continued, leaving her unsettled.

"Brother...... Hmmm......"

He has only been the acting president for two days, and he has only been back for two days, and he has only agreed to marry Zhuzhi for two days, and after seeing Song Jingjing, he still has no way to control his emotions.

"Exquisite, exquisite......" Song Beilang's lips murmured, his tone gentle and ambiguous.

Song Jing was nervous, his heart was beating fast, this was the office...... I didn't even lock the door when I came in.

If someone came in and saw such a scene, how would she explain it...... What should Song Beilang do?

There was a bang in his head, and he bit the nimble little snake in his mouth fiercely......

Song Beilang was in pain and subconsciously let go of her lips.

Looking down at the woman on the sofa, her red lips are pink, her eyes are like silk, her face is like a peach blossom, her clothes are disheveled, and her hair is scattered...... It's clear that it's also emotional.

The posture of the two made Song Jing feel ashamed.

The temperature throughout the room was even more irritating.

Song Jing sniffed, stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, shrunk up and hid in a corner, like a poor stray cat.

"Brother, you're already with Sister Tsukichi, you can't be sorry for her, and neither can I, nor can I...... Can't be sorry for her......"

For Song Jingjing, Zhuzhi has become a shield.

No matter what, she has to mention Tsukichi, and she is constantly reminding herself.

It is impossible between himself and Song Beilang.

Song Beilang saw Song Jing's appearance, hooked his lips and smiled, the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, and he looked like a bloodthirsty demon, "Exquisite, you will say this again!" ”

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