Rare purity, Jiang Misheng doesn't want to waste it.

She went to pick up the red wine that Zhou Yinghuai treasured in the wine cabinet, and drank it while taking a bath.

Half-drunk and half-awake, his face and body were steamed red and hot by hot water.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaled, Jiang Misheng grabbed the bathtub and got up, like a boiled shrimp, the soles of his soft feet stepped on the floor, slippery and sticky.

The eyes are open and closed, and the eyelids are heavy.

She staggered, barefoot to the bedroom door.

After drinking, people have a sense of flaccidity, the whole body is weak and weak, and the brain is empty.

After drinking, the mouth begins to be bitter.

Jiang Misheng peeled off a fructose and threw it into her mouth, mint and strawberry flavored, which was very harmonious with the taste of red wine between her lips and teeth, colliding with astringency and sweetness.

The taste buds dance on the astringency, and in an instant they fall into the net of sweet weaving.

"Meeting postponed until one hour later......"

Zhou Yinghuai drove halfway, left a set of documents, and turned back and walked back.

As soon as the person unscrewed the doorknob, a beautiful scene popped into view.

The woman lying on the sofa was thinly dressed, her face was facing the door, her neck was dusted down, revealing the arc of her chest, and the water droplets on her skin slid downward.

Dip into her neck socket and fall to the floor.

Although she was tall, she was not heavy, and she did not sink deep on the sofa.

The skin is white and tender, and it looks like a layer filter under the light.

Zhou Yinghuai's breath was suffocated for a moment, he pulled down his mobile phone without hurry, and pushed the door close.

It was not a light sound that alarmed the people on the couch.

Jiang Misheng's head was half upside down, her eyes suddenly opened, and a tall and straight figure stood in front of her, and she instinctively reacted and turned over.

"Bang ......"

Even the person rolled and fell on the floor, and his head, which was already dizzy, was dizzy and painful at the moment.

"I want to show people again, and I'm anxious to cover it up, Jiang Misheng, you're quite good at indulging in lust." Zhou Yinghuai did nothing, and calmly watched her get up.

To speak out is to sneer.

He tossed back and forth a few times and didn't leave.

Jiang Misheng wrapped himself in a bathrobe and rubbed his legs on the sofa: "Are you going or not?" ”

"If I hadn't come back, I wouldn't have seen this good show."

She fell directly down just now, and the corner of her forehead hit the table, and the pain was spicy.

Pretending to be unintentional, she said: "I fell like this, and you won't be able to deal with it tomorrow, so why be sarcastic?" ”

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yinghuai looked straight at her face.

The injury on Jiang Misheng's forehead was very eye-catching, especially the position of the left eyebrow bone was a large red piece, although it did not affect the overall beauty of her face.

But it's a nuisance.

Zhou Yinghuai's lips opened lightly and said: "Take ice for a night, it will disappear." ”

With that, he walked around the living room to the study.

After a few minutes, there was the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground upstairs, along the second floor to the corridor.

Jiang Misheng rubbed the medicine, and the corner of his eyes swept towards the man.

Zhou Yinghuai held a set of documents, the document bag was transparent, and the big words "Chengnan Investment" were particularly conspicuous.

The development of Chengnan is the largest project in the country in recent years, and it has been won by Zhou a few years ago.

Jiang Misheng also heard some of it.

With such a big project, Zhou's solo devouring is too ugly, and he has been looking for a partner.

The documents are filled with businessmen from all walks of life who are famous in Yifu.

Although Jiang Misheng is Zhou Yinghuai's pillow person, she has never had the idea of this matter, as the so-called immortal fight, mortals give way, and if they don't let it, they will be injured by mistake.

She didn't want to pull the Jiang family and become cannon fodder for this group of people to tear up.

I saw her staring at her hands.

Zhou Yinghuai said coldly: "Don't look, your Jiang clan hasn't lined up to fight yet." ”

"Whether I fight or not depends on whether I want to or not."

Unhappy to hear this, Jiang Misheng inexplicably had a rebellious mentality.

He snorted coldly and said no more.