Cen Yuansheng frowned lightly when he heard this, pushed Meng Jin'an away, took a step back and looked at her coldly.

Heh, the fox's tail was revealed so quickly, and she really threatened herself with this.

"Are you bothering for this?" Cen Yuansheng gritted his teeth and said.

Meng Jin'an's face remained unchanged and smiled at him.

Then he leaned over and took out the bag on his desk and pulled out a used TT from it.

Dropped on his desk with a soft snapping sound.

"Ah Sheng, I'm afraid that your children and grandchildren will get you into trouble if they stay with me."

Cen Yuansheng's cold eyes raised slightly, glanced at the things on the table with disdain, the corners of his lips tugged, his body leaned forward instantly, and he lowered his face to approach Meng Jin'an.

The two were only a foot apart.

Cen Yuansheng changed to a cynical tone and chuckled: "So, you still have a habit of collecting this kind of thing?" ”

Meng Jin'an was approached by him, and the sense of oppression hit, she tried her best to hold back her nervousness and sneered.

"Ah Sheng, I don't sell it to you, everyone is an adult, you should be responsible for your own behavior, you can't look up and see you when you look down, why don't you have some practical refreshment?"

Meng Jin'an raised the finger that had just taken the TT and elegantly tapped the chest of his suit, his eyes looking at him from the bottom up, leaving the sticky matter between his fingers on him like rubbing oil.

The handmade suit wool outlined the man's tight and hard muscles, carrying his body temperature, burning between her fingers.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, she turned around and pulled out a wet tissue, slowly wiping her fingers, the diamond ring between her ring fingers glistening.

Cardamom-colored nail polish is embedded in the slender white fingers, which accentuates the sense of pure desire.

Like her face, the contradiction of seductiveness and innocence coexists, like a fairy, it can change its face at any time, but it is not abrupt, it will only make people fall into the mud and can't extricate themselves.

Cen Yuansheng propped his palms on the office desktop, his knuckled fingers were slightly forced, his fingertips were white, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were prominent.

There was still no wave in his deep and cold eyes, staring at what the woman in front of him was doing, and some images appeared in his mind that he shouldn't have, and he had the urge to tear them apart and devour them.

"Tell me, how do you want to be happy?" Cen Yuansheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he said lightly.

Then he lowered his eyelashes, opened the drawer with his hand, took out the cigarette case and lighter, shook out a cigarette and lit it in his mouth, and the action was smooth and smooth in one go.

He straightened up with a cigarette between his fingers, turned his back to Meng Jin'an, and sprayed wisps of white mist towards the floor-to-ceiling window glass on the thirty-fifth floor.

Meng Jinan was not in a hurry to reply, carefully wiped each finger, blew on the nails, quietly admired his diamond ring, and gently tore off a fiber that did not belong to his body wrapped around it with his fingertips.

Then he gently lifted his round buttocks and leaned back, casually lifted the slender thighs wrapped in the suit skirt, and sat lightly on the desk.

A pair of shapely calves are soft and sexy wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, hooked and dangling in the air, and high heels are attached to the heel and are crumbling.

She leaned back, her hands folded at her sides, and looked at the man's back, a flirtatious laugh coming out of her mouth.

It's a really evocative pose.

"Ah Sheng, I want money." She said word by word.

Cen Yuansheng paused when he heard this, spit out a smoke ring into the air, and said lightly: "How much?" ”

"Two million."

Meng Jinan originally wanted to say one million, but seeing his gentle attitude, he immediately changed it to two million.

At this time, Cen Yuansheng's mobile phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, interrupting the conversation.

He took it out to unlock it and took a look, it was sent by assistant Wu Zhen.

After reading it, I put away my phone and turned around.

Cold eyes swept over the vixen on the desk, and his thin lips pulled up an arc.

He then extinguished the cigarette between his fingers, threw it into the trash can in the distance without mistake, and walked to the woman lying on his desk with his long legs.

"Oh? Million? So expensive? Gilded? ”

Cen Yuansheng snorted lightly in his nostrils and approached Meng Jin'an.

Her hands were naturally supported on both sides of her waist, forming an extremely ambiguous posture.

He leaned close to her, their breaths intertwined, the smell of cedar and sweet orange blossoms blended with the smell of tobacco, forming a special fragrance that lingered between each other's noses.

The man's cold eyes were piercing, looking down at her, and his tone was full of mockery.

Meng Jin'an did not show weakness, raised his pink neck, and stared at the man's cold eyes.

But the man's words really made her heart sink.

She poofed with self-deprecation as she bowed her head.

Disappreciatively, he said: "Dear, then make a fracture price, one million, otherwise I will call the police and sue you for rape, two choices, Ah Sheng, which one do you choose?" ”