The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 2342 Not a Man
After taking a shower, Meng Zhanyang half-lyed on the sofa in his nightgown and drank hot milk.

Suddenly thinking of that woman with a silly smile, the corners of her lips can't help but curl up.

"Ding dong, ding dong" the doorbell rang.

Meng Zhanyang opened the door, saw Zhang Mengna, his expression sank, he didn't even have to be polite, and asked in a completely formulaic tone, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Meng, I'm going to sign a contract with an agent tomorrow. I want to come over and let you see if there is any problem with the contract."

Zhang Mengna smiled sweetly, her big eyes full of coquettish eyes fixedly looked at Meng Zhanyang, flickering, winking constantly.

"Come in!" Meng Zhanyang was indifferent to Zhang Mengna's secret glances, and walked back to the sofa and sat down.

"Mr. Meng, please take a look!"

Zhang Mengna sat down next to Meng Zhanyang, spread out the contract, deliberately placed it on Meng Zhanyang's lower abdomen, and brushed it with her hand as if there was nothing: "According to your request, the sales of each quarter have been increased!"

"Hmm!" Meng Zhanyang gave Zhang Mengna a cold look, and moved to the side. The perfume on her body was too strong, which made him dizzy.

Meng Zhanyang read the contract intently, Zhang Mengna greedily stared at his handsome face, her legs became more and more wet.

"It's so hot, the weather is really strange recently, hot and cold!"

Zhang Mengna fanned herself with her hands, then took off her little coat and only wore a suspender skirt.

The two bulging fruits are like inflated balls, big and round, almost breaking the neckline of the suspender skirt.

She leaned over slightly, and sent her half-covered breasts to Meng Zhanyang's eyes: "Mr. Meng, look here, is there any problem?"

Women with full breasts are fatal to most men, but for Meng Zhanyang, no matter how big the breasts are, as long as they are not the type he likes, he will not take a second look.

Even if Zhang Mengna tried her best to show off in front of Meng Zhanyang, he turned a blind eye and stared into the contract's eyes, not seeing the slightest flicker.

Zhang Mengna was discouraged by Meng Zhanyang's indifference, and she pushed him coquettishly: "Mr. Meng, when I had tea with the agent today, he ate my tofu, you have to stand up for me!"

"He eats your tofu, so you eat his tofu." Meng Zhanyang sneered, "You must not suffer in this respect!"

"Mr. Meng, you are so bad, I don't want to eat his tofu!" Zhang Mengna squeezed to Meng Zhanyang's side, deliberately put her hand on his leg, and stroked his tight thigh through the nightgown.

If you want tofu, you have to eat Meng Zhanyang's tofu.

Such touching and leaning made her body even more enchanting.

Meng Zhanyang glanced at Zhang Mengna coldly, then pushed her hand away: "Sit over!"

"Oh!" Zhang Mengna curled her lips, and reluctantly moved her round buttocks.

"Mr. Meng, I'm so hot, I borrow your bathroom to take a shower."

If you fail to make a plan, you have another plan.

Zhang Mengna didn't care whether Meng Zhanyang agreed or not, she went straight into the bathroom and started taking off her skirt and panties without closing the door.

Sitting in the living room can also hear the sound of running water clearly.

Meng Zhanyang knew that Zhang Mengna's shower door was open, so he had nothing else to do, only the contract in his eyes and mind.

He waited in the bathroom, but Meng Zhanyang did not appear.

Zhang Mengna became anxious and was about to use her trump card, but she didn't believe that Meng Zhanyang would not take the bait.

Putting on the sexy underwear she brought, and looking at herself in the mirror, Zhang Mengna was filled with confidence.

Unless Meng Zhanyang is not a man, he will be fascinated by her.

(End of this chapter)