Chapter 2 What can't the God of Wealth satisfy you?

She leaned back, he leaned over slightly with one hand in his pocket, and tried to get the magazine with the other, but she blocked it, and his flat gaze fell on Jian Yu's clever and well-behaved face.

He looked at her, panic and nervousness written on his face, and he bent his lips lazily: "Block what?" ”

A hot breath hit the face, with a strong male hormonal smell, very close.

The crispy tingling sensation went straight to her heart.

The facial contours of the man in front of him are angular and angular, and his eyes are dark and dark, like thick ink that cannot be dissolved.

Jian Yu swallowed his saliva, and suddenly had an idea, would he react if he teased him?

Bold she said, "Can I touch your face?" ”

The tone is delicate and quiet, and it is refreshing to hear.

Well...... It's work, not flirting, she is very justifiable, the so-called, rich and dangerous! She must have the spirit of not being afraid of death.

He seems to be normal, lazy, but in fact he is sparse and unkind, he is sick and can't feel the emotions of others, and her job is to let him feel the emotions of others.

Jian Yu said that he was about to start moving his hands and feet.

Sheng Yan burst out of his nose with a laugh, eclectic, his eye sockets were deep, and there seemed to be no problem, but in Jian Yu's opinion, the yin was written 'You move and try'.

She was so frightened that she retracted her hand because of posture issues and the slippery floor in the president's office.

Her center of gravity slipped unsteadily, and the whole person leaned back: "Ah, Sheng Yanβ€”β€”"

She subconsciously wanted to grab Sheng Yan's hand.

As a result, the man's hand was closed.

She threw herself and sat on the sofa, although she didn't fall to the ground, she was still frightened, glaring at Sheng Yan: "Why don't you grab me?!" ”

"Do you want me to take the initiative to pull you?" Sheng Yan's eyebrows raised slightly: "If you change the way, I can consider hugging you, if you come like this, I'm afraid that I will be pulled by you and eat." ”

The corners of Jian Yu's mouth twitched.

sniffed and whispered: "I'm only 85 pounds, you can't pull me?" You're too useless. ”

Sheng Yan was about to step to the office, but when he heard this, he paused, his good-looking eyes bent, and he stared straight at Jian Yu's face.

Jian Yu breathed a little, and had a bad premonition.

"Does it work, do you want me to try it for you?"

The man's voice is low and magnetic, as if it comes from the chest, a little dull and sexy, and a little seductive smile.

It seems to be deliberately hooking her heart.

He continued: "Isn't it just to hug? ”

As he spoke, he spread his hands slightly, opened his arms, tilted his head to look at her, smiled at the corners of his lips, and raised his eyebrows at her: "Come on." ”

He said in a dumb voice: "What can't the God of Wealth satisfy you?" ”

He wears a simple white shirt with trousers, two buttons on the shirt buttons, and the sleeves are rolled up, revealing half of the arm, lean and powerful.

A simple match, that is, to the extreme, there is a ...... The urge to rip off his shirt.

He's like that, he's crisp and ruffian, and his bad feelings are sultry.

When you laugh, the corners of your eyes are raised, and your eyes seem to be discharged, with a spring color.

A wild old man who is lazy and merry.

The word abstinence is not used in him, and the word indulgence can be said to be incisive and incisive to describe him.

She swallowed her saliva, and suddenly wanted to really hug him, but she was afraid that she couldn't help but rip off his clothes.

Sheng Yan tilted his head, licked his thin lips and prepared to speak again.

Suddenly, a single mobile phone ringtone, Jian Yu hurriedly took out the mobile phone from the bag, glanced at Sheng Yan, and wanted to slip away with the mobile phone.

As a result, she felt a tightness in her hands, and then a force pulled her overβ€”