"Mr. Du, someone is secretly investigating the causes and consequences of Mr. Xie Wenquan's car accident three years ago. ”

The man's hand on the keyboard paused, the corners of his mouth twitched lightly, he was wearing a well-fitting suit, although he was sitting, but the momentum of the whole person was so strong that people were shocked at a glance.

He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, blurring the lines of his handsome and rigid face, but as soon as he raised his head, the cramped aura made Yu Yan, who had followed him for ten years, couldn't help but tremble.

The fatal sexy lips are slightly upturned, with natural affection, the lip flaps are slightly opened, like a budding flower opening a gorgeous flower bag, the color is fragrant, the voice is low, with the invisible oppression of the person who has been in the position for a long time, and asked, "Who?"

Yu Yan coughed lightly, "Second Miss Xie." ”

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Xie Ruoqiao finished taking a shower and was sitting in front of the vanity mirror applying toner when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

Xie Ruoqiao raised her eyebrows slightly, sat there and didn't move, only seriously applying moisturizing skin care products to her beautiful face.

The man struck three times, and then the sound fell silent.

A moment later, a woman's beautiful voice sounded outside the door, "Xiaonan, it's so late, do you have something to do with your second sister?"

Du Xiaonan looked at his fiancée in front of him, a pair of eyes under his eyelashes were deep and gloomy, and there was no breeze in the ancient well, he didn't speak, only one hand copied his pocket, standing there, the home clothes were the same as the suit he wore outside, buttoned to the highest position of the neckline one by one, blocking his sexy Adam's apple, but also blocking his strong and seductive chest, full of ascetic temperament.

He hummed lightly, raised the milk cup on his right hand, and said nonchalantly, "Serve hot milk to the second lady." ”

Xie Dantong frowned, "Why are you, Aunt Wang?"

Du Xiaonan shrugged his shoulders, his handsome and deep face was engraved with a trace of a calm smile, fatal and sexy, he naturally opened his mouth casually, as if anyone could do such a thing as delivering milk, "Aunt Wang was called to the study by the chairman, I saw that she couldn't be busy, so I helped out, are you not happy?"

Xie Dantong glanced at him and took the milk cup from his right hand, "No, it's late, you have to go to work tomorrow, I'll just give it to my second sister." ”

Du Xiaonan didn't care, but when Xie Dantong reached over, his left hand was taken out of his trouser pocket and gently held hers, he whispered and said gently, "You have to go to work tomorrow, go to bed early, sleep late and look bad tomorrow morning, I like the way you don't have bags under your eyes, good." ”

Xie Dantong glanced at him shyly and timidly, "Who has bags under their eyes." ”

Du Xiaonan smiled, he was already handsome, when he didn't smile, even if he was cold and impersonal, that face could kill men, women and children, and now when he smiled, it was under this dim aisle lamp, it was like a demonic impact on people's hearts.

Xie Dantong couldn't help but take a step towards him.

Du Xiaonan was still smiling, but the corners of her lips that were refracted by the tail lights had a coldness spreading layer by layer, but unfortunately, she didn't see the angle of Xie Dantong's standing.

She stood on tiptoe and imprinted a kiss on the side of his face, "Then don't be too late." ”

"Yes. The man replied nonchalantly.

Xie Dantong returned to her bedroom, her bedroom was only separated from Xie Ruoqiao's by a utility room.

After Xie Dantong left, Du Xiaonan stood still.

It wasn't until the door at the back was closed that he slowly lowered his eyes, reached out and took out a silk handkerchief from his jacket pocket, and wiped the position kissed by Xie Dantong little by little.

It's not done yet.

"Poof. ”

A laugh came from the front.

Du Xiaonan knew who it was, so he didn't care, he just wiped the disgusting wet marks wholeheartedly.

Xie Ruoqiao stood on the door frame with his arms crossed, as if he was smiling, and the mockery on his delicate face was obvious, "Brother Du, you said that you are not tired of being a person, if I were you, I would pack up and leave directly, and sell my dignity and life, but now I have even sold my feelings, and in the near future, I will sell my body, right?