When Song Wanyue opened the door and came in, Duan Baiting had already read her review to the second page.

She came over with a smile and took the initiative to reach out to take his arm: "Brother Tingting won't be angry, right?" ”

He smiled: "What am I angry about? ”

"Also, Tingting is so generous, how can he be willing to be angry with me."

Song Wanyue did a full set of acts, and after coaxing the elders, she came to coax Duan Baiting again.

Duan Baiting sometimes lamented her vitality and how she managed to stay in this state all the time.

It's all about making a show.

He brushed away the broken hair from her ear and pressed it against the mastoid bone behind her ear.

Unhurriedly rubbed it.

She had a tingling sensation that spread through her spine.

Her eyelashes fluttered involuntarily.

The bone behind her ear was one of the parts she couldn't touch.

Because it is extremely fragile and sensitive.

She was like a young beast that had been pinched on the door of her life, and she had no ability to protect herself, so she could only raise her eyes pitifully.

Trying to awaken the few bits of conscience in his indifferent heart.

Duan Baiting looked away as if he were not looking, picked up the two pages, and handed them to her: "Read them out." ”

Song Wanyue looked at the content above and was stunned: "This ..... How to read this. ”

"I wrote it myself, and I can't read it?"

With an understatement, he blocked everything Song Wanyue was going to say in the future.

Duan Baiting gave her one last chance: "Read it again, I can ignore everything before." ”

Hearing him say this, it seems that he has to read it.

She took a deep breath and complained to herself about how she had just written so insensitively.

Chapter 61

The office was locked from the inside, and Duan Baiting took off his watch with one hand and put it on the table next to him. He took off the cufflinks of his shirt and rolled the cuffs up.

The skeleton of a man is larger than that of a woman, and the lines of the arm muscles are more symmetrical and tight, and they look extremely powerful.

He walked over to the sink and carefully washed his hands.

Song Wanyue heard the sound of the water flowing, and she didn't have the heart to look back, her mind was full of how to pronounce this kind of content.

She didn't write seriously enough, and the two pages were full of Duan Baiting's sycophants.

Duan Baiting even untied his tie.

The metacarpal bones were slightly stretched, the palms were large, and the slender jade-like fingers gently pulled the tie out of the shirt collar.

No matter what he does, he has a kind of calm elegance.

He unties his tie with his left hand, drags out the chair with his left hand, and keeps his right hand clean all the time.

There are even water stains on top that have not been wiped off completely, along the bulge of the vein, slowly sliding down.

Finally, it fell low on the light gray wool carpet at the feet.

"Come here." He patted his leg, which was slightly split away from his relaxed sitting position.

His legs are very long, his height is 1.88 meters, and he has an excellent head-to-body ratio that is not inferior to that of a supermodel.

Especially in the crowd, it is more eye-catching. Looking from afar, he could only be seen alone in the vast sea of people.

Song Wanyue naturally wouldn't let go of any intimate contact with him, and went over defenselessly, turned her back to him, and sat down on his lap.

The dress she wears today, the herringbone suspender. Originally, there was a cardigan outside, but I took it off because I felt stuffy in the middle of the review.

She glanced to the side, and the black suit was unintentionally or unintentionally.

At this point, it was pressed against her white knitted cardigan.

Steady asceticism and gentleness, two completely different styles stacked together.

In addition to the unexpected harmony, there is a kind of peach color charm for people to reverie.

The hem of the dress is soft, and the inner lining is silk, which is soft and skin-friendly.

Touch it on your hand, a very thin layer.

Song Wanyue didn't notice anything wrong at first, picked up the pot of tea he had brewed, and poured a cup.

He used the cup he had just used, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then read it out in a serious way.

"Based on my villainous behavior of taking advantage of the danger of others, I sincerely apologize on March 4. I don't dare in the future, I won't coax Duan Baiting to ghostwrite for me when he is drunk and delirious, it's really outrageous. Such a great opportunity, I should do something else, such as ......"

"Take advantage of him, carefully observe his body structure, carefully identify the lines of each muscle in his body, and measure his endurance through manual practice......"

Originally, these were written to tease him. Duan Baiting, a serious old-fashioned person, is actually the most unbearable.

The kind of innocent little boy who blushes at the slightest flirt is not much interesting.

Innocent, he doesn't understand anything, it's all up to you to guide him and teach him.

It's still interesting to be a mature man who is ascetic and cold, but has read a thousand sails.

Obviously, he can understand everything you say, and he can clearly see which of your words is true and which is false.

In his eyes, you are the white and immaculate piece of paper, the well that you can see to the end at a glance.

But he's willing to play this boring and childish game with you.

And, after seeing through everything, you will still be teased by your childish tricks to make your heart beat faster.

But there was nothing unusual on the face.

No one can resist this extreme contrast between sobriety and sanity, which is willing to sink willingly.

But if she reads it directly, let alone flirt with him, she is the first to die.

Song Wanyue stopped, and just asked for mercy, the faint coolness was like a vine climbing along her ankle.

She froze.

Duan Baiting's movements were very slow, pushing away the narrow cover.

"Go on."

The shoulder blades behind the suspender shrank for a moment, she pursed her lips, and continued reading with a trembling voice: "I...... Very sincere and sincere confession of mistakes, I hope Mr. Duan ...... Mr. Duan? ”

She looked back at him, the background of her eyes turned to blurred ink, and her breath began to be unsteady.

Duan Baiting's face did not change, and asked her, "Have you finished reading?" ”

She shook her head and almost cried: "Is this a punishment?" ”

Duan Baiting lowered his head, kissed her ear, and then kissed the mastoid bone behind her ear.

A small protrusion, he bit lightly with his teeth, "Do you think this is like punishment?" Uncomfortable? ”

Song Wanyue was so painful that she snorted softly.

It's not uncomfortable.

Whenever she was embraced by him from behind, she was unusually well-behaved. It's too easy to pinch a person in such a position.

Duan Baiting must have known. That's why she sat on her lap and read it.

Song Wanyue whispered in her heart that he was too scheming.

The latter words were changed by her indiscriminately, and they were more like currying favor than reviewing.

At least in the first situation and situation, she wanted to satisfy him so that she could let herself go.

"As an employee...... Can't tell ...... apart."

His voice was gentle, and he delicately and gently straightened out her somewhat messy hair: "Why is it intermittent and uncomfortable?" ”

She shook her head, touched his hand on her face, took the initiative to rub her face, and shouted her brother indiscriminately.

"I can't distinguish priorities, I don't love my work, but I ...... Ill-intentioned towards the president. ”

He has the tolerance and generosity that an older person should have: "That's right, there's no need to review it. ”

She began to cry, her voice gradually raising her voice.

Duan Baiting used his computer to click on a live news broadcast at random and turned up the sound to the maximum.

gently wiped away her tears: "Why are you so squeamish, so that you can cry like this when you read a review?" ”

Song Wanyue bit him the shoulder.

The force is great.

It hurts a little, but it doesn't hurt. Duan Baiting hugged the person tighter: "I'll let you go down after reading it." ”

Song Wanyue's tears dripped into his neckline, and the two pages of review paper had long since fallen somewhere.

She can only make up casually, knowing what he likes to listen to, and saying whatever she wants.

"Brother Kian, it's the first time I've ...... myself I think about you, but I don't know what you look like, so I listen to your voice and listen to the voice you send me. I like it so much...... I like to hear you call me Wanwan, I put my phone to my ear, close my eyes, and feel as if you are lying next to me and calling me. ”

She got her wish, her goal was achieved, and he was really shaken and released her prematurely.

Outside, it began to rain, and it turned from a dripping dripping to a pouring downpour. It was as if God had smashed the clouds with his fingers and stirred up a clear spring.

Song Wanyue leaned on his shoulder, her body was soft and rotten, as if she had lost her bones.

Duan Baiting asked her, "Really?" ”

She pretended to be stupid: "What? ”

Duan Baiting grabbed one of her hands and asked her to feel the wrinkled lines of her fingertips being soaked to the point of wrinkles.