Doting on the Masked Wife

President Murong can change a manager at any time, but she can't.

Although President Murong told her: Don't have this kind of relationship, because the official relationship between the boss and the subordinate is longer, but she still couldn't help but want to go up to get his favor.

She doesn't want to leave him.

Want him too.

"President, I know I was wrong, you, don't blame me, I dare not do it again..."

She said humbly: "I don't dare anymore. Let me serve you today, okay?"

She stood up and slowly unbuttoned her clothes.

As the manager of the city's largest top-level nightclub: Noble Nightclub, she is wearing a black suit that looks very formal and unruly. The round buttocks are perfectly set off, and two slender jade legs protrude from under the short skirt, posing in an extremely seductive pose.

She unbuttoned them one by one, and the way she unbuttoned them was enough to make a man's mouth dry and his blood rise.

However, when she unbuttoned it to reveal the wrapped inside, Murong Lie suddenly put down the whiskey crystal glass in his hand.

"I'm tired," he said lightly, "you go out first."

Feifei's hands rested on her chest in bewilderment, and she kept undoing the button. She looked at Murong Lie in a panic: "President, did I do something wrong? Tell me, I will change it."

Murong Lie didn't know how to explain his abnormal emotions, but luckily he didn't need to explain to her.

"It's just tired, it's none of your business."

All his emotions were maintained under the illusion of calm: "Go and ask Ananda to come in."

Ananda was his bodyguard.

"Then..." Feifei looked at him reluctantly, but no one dared to disobey the president's orders, so she could only buckle the button back dejectedly, "Yes, president!"

As soon as the button is buttoned, she is the well-rounded, long-sleeved manager of the wealthy nightclub again. No one knows what happened to her just here, only under her professional shrewd and beautiful face, those pair of eyes are full of admiration for Murong Lie. And the reluctant eyes revealed her true mood.

As soon as Feifei exited the box, Murong Lie's true emotions were revealed.

He picked up the whiskey on the table, poured a large glass vigorously, without even adding ice cubes, and just drank it with his neck straight up.

This way of drinking, everyone will get drunk.

But he didn't seem to notice it, he let the pungent amber liquid slide down his throat and flow into his stomach, his whole body was dizzy from the strong stimulation.

He was in a bad mood, very bad!

He has been like this since that day.

Although he has been living in hatred and resentment all these years, relying on alcohol, cigars, and women to anesthetize himself, but recently, no stimulation seems to work.

What's even more outrageous is that even if the woman strips naked in front of him, no matter how much she actively seduces him, he won't be able to get up.

At such times, there is always a pair of clear and bright eyes inexplicably flashing in front of my eyes, as if there are many small stars in those eyes, shining brightly and moving.

Suddenly, he lost interest in the vulgar fans in front of him.

It seems that suddenly, I began to feel disgusted with this kind of bed relationship without a trace of emotion, purely physical venting and money transactions.

In the past, he let women serve him, but now no matter how hard women work, he just feels bored.

Those eyes, or the owner of those eyes, did not know what kind of spell was cast on him!