Quick Transmigration Queen: Male God, please be blackened!

Chapter 332 The President Always Wants To Imprison Me (17)

The man's thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

The coldness on his body spread frequently.

He stared at Yan Ling for a while, then snorted coldly, grabbed her and walked into the company with strides.

The employees on both sides bowed their heads in a respectful manner, and no one dared to take a second look.

It's just their gaze, although they couldn't see the expressions of Feng Lin and Yan Ling, they could just see the girl's wrist tightly held by their president.

hiss--

Everyone gasped.

Curiosity, shock, fear, envy...

All kinds of emotions, complicated and kneaded into a ball in the heart.

Everyone knows that the president is almost like a cold Lord Hades.

No one dares to approach easily.

In him, there was a sense of alienation and indifference, repelling others thousands of miles away.

What kind of girl is the girl who can make him take the initiative to hold his wrist?
They were curious and shocked.

But after excluding these.

It was unreasonable envy.

That is a girl who can make the president break the rules!

How not to be envious?
Feng Lin took Yan Ling straight into the special elevator.

In the small space, there were only the two of them, Yan Ling looked at the wrist tightly held by Feng Lin, and sighed helplessly, "Hey, can you stop holding it so tightly?"

The voice fell, but Feng Lin didn't respond.

On the contrary, the temperature in the elevator became a little colder.

Yan Ling tilted his head and thought for a while, lowered his eyes and slowly pulled his wrist out of his hand, "You keep holding me like this, you are tired, and my wrist hurts too, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Lin's face was already stained with anger.

It seems like a storm is coming.

Yan Ling took his hand with her tender white fingertips without rushing.

"Look, how good is this?"

She took his hand and slowly raised it, shaking it in front of his eyes, her brows were full of teasing.

The expression on Feng Lin's face burst for a moment.

"..." She is really...

Eat him thoroughly!

He turned his head away from Yan Ling, pretending to be cold.

In a direction she couldn't see, the thin lips that were pursed into a straight line evoked a beautiful arc.

The word "tsundere" is fully interpreted.

Fenglin's office, just like Fenglin's, is cold and has no temperature.

There was a dead silence throughout the office.

The expression on Yan Ling's face changed again and again. Although...she was also very boring, she was a little bit better than Feng Lin after all.

She glanced at the desk and said softly, "You go to work, I'll take a look around your company first, and after you finish the work, we'll go to another place to see, what do you think?"

After finally getting out of the villa, she didn't want to sit with him in the cold office for a whole day.

If that's the case, then what is she trying to come out for?
She had to make Fenglin realize that she needed freedom.

Of course, this kind of thing, she will slowly lead him to imperceptibly.

After she finished speaking, she stared at Feng Lin, taking his changing expression into her eyes.

The moment he saw his eyes flicker.

Yan Ling knows: there is a play.

Sure enough, the next second.

Feng Lin nodded, although he was reluctant, he still complied with her.

"You have to remember your words, and you are not allowed to leave the company without me!"

"Yeah, Mr. Feng! I know! By the way, you can call your assistant or secretary or something, and introduce the company to me."

"Okay!" Feng Lin readily agreed.

He was wondering if he should find someone to be with her, but he didn't want to, she took the initiative to mention it.

It was almost visible to the naked eye, Feng Lin's complexion improved a lot.

(End of this chapter)