When Ye Huanyan did not reply, Xiao Dong turned around and asked.
"Sister Ye, don't tell me you haven't had a boyfriend yet?"
Ye Huanyan had a smile on her face.
"Yes."
For some reason, Xiao Dong felt uncomfortable when she saw this smile. She carried her bag and said embarrassedly.
"Sister Ye must have high standards. I wonder who is a good match for someone like you."
Ye Huanyan was speechless.
"Let's go. How long do you want your boyfriend to wait downstairs?"
Xiao Dong nodded and walked to the door with her bag. Suddenly, she saw someone standing in the shadows. She trembled and supported herself against the wall to calm herself down. "Ling … Manager Ling … why are you still here?"
Ling Han's expression was inexplicably gloomy. He glanced at her and said coldly, "I have something to do."
"Then … I … I will not disturb you …"
"Ok."
After Dong Xuebing got the 'permission', Xiao Dong ran away as fast as a mouse.
Ling Han stood in front of the Secretary's office and looked at the woman behind the glass door.
Dong Xuebing remembered how that woman admitted she did not have a boyfriend earlier.
He pushed the door open and entered the office.
Ye Huanyan did not look up. She still needs some time to sort out the meeting notes. When she heard footsteps, she thought it was Xiao Dong.
"Did you forget something? Why are you so forgetful?"
She lowered her head and asked casually.
A shadow swept in front of her, blocking a portion of the light. The smell of alcohol made her frown and raise her head. In an instant, she was under the shadow of a huge figure. Her heart immediately panicked.
"Manager Ling … why are you …"
"Why are you so unhappy to see me?" Ling Han glanced at her from across the desk, his eyes cold and clear.
Ye Huanyan reacted quickly. She slowly exhaled and said faintly.
"I am just a little surprised. Manager Ling, didn't you get off work two hours ago? You should be having dinner tonight. "
"You seem to know a lot."
Ling Han snorted.
"Then why are you here?"
Why did he come back?
"I came back to look for something …"
After saying this, he turned around. Ye Huanyan immediately felt that the smell of alcohol in front of her had mostly dissipated. It seemed that he hadn't drunk much.
He took two steps forward and sat on the sofa opposite her. He stared straight at Ye Huanyan.
She felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and asked, "President Ling, do you need some water?"
"Yes."
She quickly got some water and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.
"President Ling, your tea … ah …"
Her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and she felt a cold sensation. His hand was very cold.
"Secretary Ye, were you and Secretary Dong talking about boyfriends just now? What did you say? "
Ye Huanyan was slightly taken aback.
"No … nothing."
"Secretary Dong is asking if you have a boyfriend."
"Yes."
A trace of sadness flashed through Ye Huanyan's eyes. She tried to break free from Ling Han's grasp, but to no avail.
"You said you don't have one."
Ling Han grabbed her arm and refused to let her go. His gaze was like a knife, cutting Ye Huanyan's emotions inch by inch.
Ye Huanyan furrowed her brows.
She raised her head and looked straight at that naked and slightly drunk gaze. "Is it wrong? President Ling. "
Ling Han was at a loss for words when she questioned him like this. It was as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat, making his chest feel stuffy.
With a sudden tug of his hand, he pulled her into his embrace.
The faint smell of alcohol filled his embrace and drowned Ye Huanyan's entire body.
She struggled for a moment and said in a low voice, "Let go of me."
"You don't have a boyfriend, but you have me."
His panting voice came from above her head. It was hoarse and somewhat hazy. It was very charming and made people lose themselves.
She raised her head and revealed a startled expression, as if she wanted to ask what he meant by that.
A strong aroma of wine assailed her nostrils, followed by an ice-cold sensation on her lips. He gently caressed her softness, absorbing her hot kiss and moist moisture. His tongue snaked in, deftly parting her teeth, entangling with the clove in her mouth, stirring up clouds and rain with one turn.
The white office lady's shirt wrapped around her plump upper body was peeled off inch by inch under his skillful hands, revealing the skin that was as bright as the moonlight outside the window. A large hand rubbed the black stockings on her calves, and then sneaked into the black wrap dress unsatisfactorily, removing all obstacles.
The woman exclaimed and looked at the open glass door in a panic. She shouted in a hoarse voice,
"Don't …"
And the last trace of reason collapsed under the man's skillful teasing during this period of time.
Her eyes were intoxicated, her cheeks glowed with a pink luster, and she let out an intoxicating moan.
There was enough foreplay, and there was not much pain when entering. She even had a feeling that she could not wait, which made her feel faintly ashamed. But after a few rounds of sex, she found that what really made her ashamed was not only that.
The floor-to-ceiling window of the secretary's office was facing the high-rise buildings in the main city area, bustling with neon lights.
He clasped her hands and pressed her against the glass window with the back of her hands, taking her over and over again. He was not stingy with her smooth jade-like body on the high platform of the 20th floor of the office building, letting the night view her.
After a round of taking, her lips were red, and her pearly white teeth bit off the lipstick. There was a circle of red around her lips, which had a kind of lazy and messy beauty, which made people obsessed.
Her sweet and sexy facial features were reflected in the glass window. The eyes of the man behind her deepened a little. He held her waist and gathered his strength to attack.
"Ah …"
She breathed out hot air and sprinkled on the glass window, making it dense.
White smoke rose in spirals in the secretary's office. She collapsed on the carpet, her clothes in a mess. She looked at Ling Han with a confused look.
Tonight, he was so gentle that she was so confused that she was willing to do such a shameful thing in such an unshielded place.
At this moment, his passion was exhausted. He sat on the sofa and smoked. It seemed that he had returned to his original state. He was cold and not close to the smoke and fire. It seemed that what had just happened at the bedside was just an illusion of his own.
"Do you know how to answer when someone asks you if you have a boyfriend in the future?"
He suddenly asked, and his face could not be seen clearly in the smoke and fire.
Ye Huanyan was buttoning her shirt with her head down. Suddenly, she was asked the first topic. She was slightly stunned and looked up at him. After a while, she asked uncertainly.
"Are we boyfriend and girlfriend?"
With Sheng Anran between the two of them, she couldn't even be considered a mistress.
But his attitude made her look forward to it.
"Is it so important?" He sneered and squinted at her.
"We've done what we should do and shouldn't do. If you still pretend to be innocent in front of others and say that you haven't been in love and haven't slept with a man, it will make me feel hypocritical. It will also make me wonder if you are not satisfied with your current life."
She lowered her head again and clenched the clothes on her chest.
"I see."
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