Meng Jin'an took a shower and dried his hair, and came out and changed into a black silk suspender nightdress.

The satin-smooth fitted skirt hangs down to the knees, and the bumpy figure and the skin are like cream, which is enough to seduce the soul.

She wore the matching shawl and tied the belt into a bow.

I can't see that she is not wearing a corset, but she is just the right amount of dew.

It was ten o'clock in the evening when I went downstairs.

Cen Rongzhou has the habit of getting up early to climb the mountain on weekends, so he goes to bed early and gets up early.

Zhang Xueru didn't want him to have a chance to be alone with his illegitimate child, so he planned to accompany him tomorrow morning and go to Jinlin Temple to burn incense.

Cao's mother told Meng Jinan that his wife said that the blood swallow would be stored in the refrigerator after cooling, and she would drink it when she came back from climbing the mountain tomorrow.

Meng Jin'an sighed, picked up a small white porcelain soup bowl, and filled half a bowl of blood swallows.

She said to Cao's mother: "Cao's mother, you go and rest, and leave the rest to me." ”

Cao's mother smiled and nodded in agreement, unbuttoned her apron and walked out of the kitchen.

Meng Jin'an scooped up a spoonful of blood swallow with a spoon and blew it, and put it in his mouth to sip it lightly, which was sweet and delicious, and entered his throat smoothly.

She took the blood swallow to the door of the guest bedroom on the third floor and knocked on the door.

There was no answer inside.

She kept knocking.

Suddenly, the door was halfway open.

The floor lamp was warm and soft, pouring out of the room and hitting her.

Meng Jin'an's fingers couldn't help but tighten, she felt that she was the prey sent to the door, and what was waiting for her was a wolf.

The man's tall figure instantly stood in front of him, covering the scene inside the house, shrouding her in shadows, and a sense of oppression arose.

Cen Yuansheng was wearing a white bathrobe, holding a towel in his hand to cover half of his face.

The faintly visible honey-colored pectoral muscles move with the movements of the hand, making them more full in the warm light, and the sense of strength is bursting.

He was wiping his wet hair and looked like he had just come out of the bathroom.

Small droplets of water splashed on Meng Jin'an's face, which was cool.

The man only showed half of his black eyes, and coldly glanced at Meng Jin'an's snow-white chest, without any suspicion, but also without any eroticism.

"Ah Sheng, you haven't slept yet?"

Meng Jin'an smiled at Cen Yuansheng, and his voice was as soft as water.

Cen Yuansheng took down the towel, his whole face was exposed, his facial features were deep and handsome, the wet hair on his forehead was clinging to him, his black eyes were black and bright, he looked her up and down wrapped in coldness, and his Adam's apple slid slightly.

"So late, what's the matter?"

Meng Jin'an raised his hand and gently pushed the door that was stuck in half by him.

"Open the door, I'll just send you a bowl of sugar water."

"I don't have a late-night snack, so I don't have to worry about it."

Cen Yuansheng was tall and broad, like a wall, blocking the door, the door lock was stuck in his hand, and his slender knuckles were attached to the brown black walnut door, and he had no intention of inviting her in.

According to etiquette, they should indeed avoid suspicion between themselves.

"People come up from downstairs, why don't you take a sip, otherwise, you can see it, she will blame me......"

Meng Jin'an stood on tiptoe lightly, his chest trembled slightly, and whispered close to Cen Yuansheng's ear, his voice was gentle and charming, with a pitiful pleading.

As soon as Cen Yuansheng lowered his eyes, he could see a tempting scene, which was close at hand, and it was delivered to the door.

Meng Jinan said that she was Zhang Xueru, of course Cen Yuansheng knew.

Isn't she the dog that Zhang Xueru said about herself, used to deal with herself?

The neckline of Cen Yuansheng's bathrobe was slightly open, and the crisp smell of shower gel was intertwined with the sweet smell overflowing from Meng Jin'an's chest.

Like an aphrodisiac poison, a sip of it can soften all the limbs.

Especially in this lonely night, it is a lonely man and a widow who has had a relationship.

Emotions are not controlled by the brain, they are a natural response of the body.

They know each other.

Cen Yuansheng retracted his gaze, frowned slightly, his eyes became darker and darker, he threw the towel in his hand back, and reached over to pinch the porcelain bowl in her hand.

"Just give it to me."

Meng Jin'an's fingers let go, and the fingertips slid over his cold cheeks like a play, and he took advantage of the situation to put it on his shoulder, clutching the upturned placket of his bathrobe, his fingers twisting the fabric at will.

The moment the man turned around, she raised her head and chest, clinging to him, like a leech, and she couldn't shake it off when she got on it.

The door behind her was deftly hooked by her toes and gently shut.

The lock made a muffled sound.

Separated them from the outside into two worlds.

The atmosphere also became more ambiguous at this moment.

Meng Jin'an knew very well that he didn't just come into this room to deliver sugar water.

She had already done self-consistency before coming in.

Yesterday, she followed Zhang Xueru's instructions and got the key to Cen Yuansheng's office.

But it was not easy to get into his office alone.

Not to mention something as risky as going through his safe.

She even thought Zhang Xueru's inference was ridiculous.

Even if Cen Yuansheng really had evidence to frame Cen Yijin, he should have destroyed it early, who would leave a time bomb by his side?

Although Cen Yijin's death was said to be falling into the sea, the cause of death was not as simple as it seemed.

After many arguments and identifications, the loss of control of the car's brakes was the primary reason, but coincidentally, there was half a bottle of whisky left in the car, and Cen Yijin had a history of drunk driving before.

Because the body was soaked in seawater for a week before it was recovered, the human body's metabolism was stagnant, so it was impossible to check whether there was drunk driving.

Zhang Xueru learned from a private detective.

Cen Yuansheng has appeared more than once at the site of Cen Yijin's accident.

The car where Cen Yijin had an accident happened to be a brand owned by his own company.

It is the latest flagship product of hybrid new energy intelligent vehicles on the market.

The core of the brand's R&D team is beauty. China, and Cen Yuansheng has been in the United States half a year ago.

In order to take into account the company's image, Cen Rongzhou did not list the car failure as the reason why his eldest son fell into the sea.

Originally, before Cen Yijin's death, Hengyuan Technology was already in debt, almost an empty shell, and the listing of new energy was just a gimmick.

The death of Cen Yijin made the whole company panic, and the stock market of the head office fell one after another.

Although Cen Rongzhou did not seal it, he acquiesced that Cen Yijin was drunk driving and fell into the sea.

But Zhang Xueru concluded that this was a conspiracy and a car accident designed by Cen Yuansheng.

But in the final analysis, whether it was Cen Yuansheng or not, Zhang Xueru would not let him sit in the position of president easily.

And she, Meng Jin'an, is even more difficult to ride a tiger.

So when Zhang Xueru made that outrageous request, she asked for 5% of the shares of Cen Group.

Although Zhang Xueru was shocked, she nodded her head.

said that as long as she did it, she would definitely give it to her.