Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

Han Yixing jumped to the table, looked at him with shortness of breath, her lips parted slightly, her face was flushed red, she looked at him a little surprised.

And he looked at her, and wanted to grab her again and give her a good kiss.

He just knew he couldn't go too fast now, or he would frighten this little guy again, so he suppressed it for a while before extending his hand to her.

Han Yixing blinked, understood what he meant, and said, "I just saved it."

"What about home? Office? Fishero?" He still stared at her dissatisfied. [

Han Yixing clicked her tongue, she still had to save so much, she handed him the phone, and then began to look at his office, behind him was a floor-to-ceiling window, through the transparent glass, you could see the busy traffic outside, and even the sea on the other side.

On the left wall is a super-large TV wall, beside the door are two sets of dark coffee sofas, and there seem to be two small rooms behind it, and I don't know what is inside.

On the other side of his desk are rows of bookshelves, and on the other side are a fish tank and two blue and white porcelain vases.

And on the right side of the door, there was another table with a lot of things on it, a pure white laptop, she was a little curious, who was sitting at that seat?

Thinking of another beautiful woman sitting in the office when he went to work, he felt a little uncomfortable, and his mouth pouted slightly.

"Do you like it here?" Meng Beichen checked her mobile phone, and in addition to the few numbers he just entered, there was only one more number named Luo Yi, who presumably was her classmate, but he didn't care.

Seeing that there was no Gregory, he was relieved.

"I don't like it at all." Someone said duplicity. In fact, his place is really beautiful. Although the whole space is in dark colors, the floor-to-ceiling windows add a touch of brightness to the whole office.

"Really don't like it?" He asked back with a smile, noticing that her expression was already staring at another desk, and her face became slightly unwell, but he smiled happily.

"What are you doing, what kind of work did you arrange for me? You've been wasting my time." Han Yixing snatched back his phone and threw it into his pocket, speaking as if he was very busy.

"Little guy, there, your desk." He pouted, expecting her reaction.