Flirting day and night

Chapter 20 I’m good at sending you to hell with my own hands
"What a spur of the moment."

Xing Zheng's smile had an incomprehensible look, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

Jian Mi's body soon became weak. If it weren't for the man's big hands, she would have fallen to her knees.

Jian Mi's clothes were half-covered, and her fair skin was stained with crimson, like plum blossoms blooming on the snow, which was very eye-catching.

"Why is uncle so fierce today?"

Xing Zheng didn't say anything, he just carried the person to the sofa next to him and got up again.

This time Xing Zheng was so fierce that Jian Mi couldn't even finish a sentence.

Jian Mi got up early today, drove back and forth for six hours, and didn't even eat lunch. After being treated so mercilessly by Xing Zheng, who tossed her over and over again, she soon became too much, and in the end she didn't know it was hypoglycemia. Yes, I was still really knocked out.

When Jian Mi woke up again, she was still thrown on the sofa. The man didn't carry her to the bedroom, and he didn't clean her body. He just casually covered her with a suit jacket.

"Dog man, are you really a dog?"

Jian Mi cursed in a low voice and stood up, only to find that Xing Zheng, who had been called a dog man, had not left yet. He was holding a glass of water and standing not far away, staring at her expressionlessly.

Xing Zheng was only wearing a pair of black trousers, revealing his muscular upper body. He was standing against the light. His perfect body proportions, his slim waist, and every inch of his muscular lines made people salivate.

But Jian Mi didn't have time to appreciate the other person's figure at this time, and she didn't know how much Xing Zheng had just heard.

"Uncle, you are just so awesome."

"Yeah."

Xing Zheng's voice was still cold, "I didn't know that you were scolding me like this behind my back."

Jian Mi immediately had a coquettish smile on her face, "I'm just telling the truth. My uncle shouldn't punish me, but it really hurts me."

Jian Mi stretched out her hand delicately, with obvious marks on her wrist.

She was born fair and had a constitution that left marks easily.

With a little force, obvious marks can be left on the arms, thighs, and waist.

Xing Zheng withdrew his gaze, stepped forward to take the suit jacket, and looked ready to leave.

Jian Mi immediately grabbed his clothes and prevented him from taking them away. "Uncle, how have you considered what I said before?" Xing Zheng looked at her and raised his eyebrows.

Jian Mi guessed that the other party had forgotten.

This bitch man just slaps his butt and leaves after eating everything. How can there be such a good thing in the world!

But Jian Mi was naturally not easy to get angry. She followed the clothes and stretched out to the man's wrist and even his arm bit by bit, "Uncle, you are really a noble man who forgets things. Didn't I agree before that I will give you Xing Zixu?" These years of confusing content will help you gain a firm foothold in Tangsong Media.

But you have to give me the Wings of Tomorrow project. "

Xing Zheng withdrew his hand and said, "In this case, I want to see something valuable, and I don't like the pediatric stuff."

The initiative was in Xing Zheng's hands, so Jian Mi naturally had no choice but to compromise.

Moreover, a man as superior as Xing Zheng must enjoy the feeling of being worshiped by others, and there is no benefit in being against him all the time.

Such a man, when necessary, still has to give him some sweeteners, some sugar-coated shells, and then put the interests in front of him.

Businessmen value profits. Only in this way can there be opportunities for cooperation.

Jian Mi finally sent all the information to Xing Zheng's email, "Is my sincerity enough?"

At this moment, Jian Mi's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

Jian Mi, "..."

Xing Zheng sneered, "Take care of yourself first."

"Who's to blame for me not being able to have lunch? My uncle can't make me a bowl of noodles with his own hands?"

Xing Zheng glanced at her, "I'm good at sending you to hell with my own hands."

Jian Mi, "..."

At this moment, the doorbell rang. The person who could come here at this time...could it be Xing Zixu?

(End of this chapter)