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Mufei slightly side open face, but the man's that kind of breath is too strong, is still covering her, she some difficultly organization words, "besides, just you suddenly appeared in my side, also stretched out your hand so, so will tear a corner, I find glue to stick up for you, you release your hand, is not what you say? There is a clear distinction between public and private! "

Qin Yizheng rubbed her neck twice with his fingers, looked at her with that kind of simple eyes, and then leaned to her ear with a smile: "you want to tell me the difference between public and private, don't you? Well, I'll give you a good analysis. First of all, as a designer in the design department of Dongyuan, you have great power. You can't even shake my face in front of my partner. If I let you in, you'll take Joe, won't you? Secondly, when you come in, I want you to sit on the sofa and wait for me, instead of making decisions without authorization and running directly to my position and taking your boss's design drawings. Who gives you the courage to do so

Mufei swallowed saliva and wanted to be calm, but his low voice, the good smell of men, and the smell of smoke, made people confused. The more time like this, the more clearly she would flash past muyuyang and what she said, which disturbed her mood for a whole morning. At the moment, it was more like that she had a way to vent. She didn't have time to think about anything, so she went to bed Some said bitterly, "where do you want to go, Mr. Qin? If I really have great ability, I still need this? But I really I don't feel well. I didn't shake your face. I dare not. I just think that if the document is given to you, what should be explained will be explained. Naturally, we should keep a distance. You don't care. No one dares to say anything about you, but I'm different. " She took a deep breath, did not dare to look into his eyes, and reluctantly said the whole sentence to him I just want to finish my work quietly. I don't want people to chew their tongue behind me every day, and I don't want to be accused of something inexplicably. I feel ashamed. "

"Who asked for you?"

Qin Yizheng raised his eyebrows. Although it was an interrogative sentence, he was in a positive tone. His face was not as lazy and casual as he had just been. He was a bit serious and cold. But he still restrained his anger. He really let her go. He also pushed away two steps. His voice was low and cold. "Do you think I humiliated you, or do you think you humiliated yourself? Mufei, you don't like to hear my words. It's easy for you to go to your heart when others say a few words. "

The tone that Mu Fei continuously held back two days is more and more not smooth, this person is how to return a responsibility after all? Listen to this tone, now it's her fault?

What does it mean that what other people say is easy to go to their heart? What does it mean that they don't like to hear what they say?

In what capacity did he say that to himself?

Is it right for him to get married with Jiayun while being ambiguous with himself? Blame her for not being interesting, right? Do you think she doesn't know anything when you press the report? Or Now I don't really taste my own taste, and I don't get myself into bed. It's not a success, so mu Jiayun needs to be pressed for the time being?

When he plays with such mean means, his face is not red and his heart is not beating.

But mufei thought, such a man, 32 years old, not to mention the status, just met more people than himself, I don't know how many, she really won't be his opponent, maybe he is not a love prodigal son, but with such status, and too easy to indulge in the skin bag, probably feel, even if you have such an idea, Of course.

At the thought of this, she felt a little frustrated.

If Qin Yizheng is really Meijing's father, if he is really the man six years ago, what should she do then?

She looked restless. Qin Yizheng frowned and asked, "I'm asking you. Who asked you?"

Mufei can't help squeezing her hand. Her temper can't be regarded as how gentle. Qin Yizheng is undoubtedly aggressive at the moment, which makes the resentment gathered between her eyebrows more and more impossible to release. Finally, she finds her own voice, but she can't help shaking. "Who has found me is not the key, Mr. Qin, I believe you can stand here What kind of height must be read by countless people. I don't know what you're trying to do with me, but I don't want to complicate the relationship. "

On the contrary, Qin Yizheng said with a smile, "you still know that I read countless people. Then tell me, how can I read countless people?"

Mufei hears the ridicule in his words, and suddenly raises her head. As expected, she sees the man's body lazily leaning on the edge of the table, and her face is full of expression. As soon as her heart is tight, her face turns red. Daoxing is not as high as him. She is ashamed and indignant. She turns her face, thinks it's wrong, and lowers her head.

Qin Yizheng saw that she was silent, but her face was flushed, and the tip of her nose was also red. It seemed that she moved a little emotion. The eyes that just raised her eyes to see her were also red, whether it was shy or angry. In a word, her features were red, and even her delicate mouth was red.

Qin Yizheng couldn't help stirring her Adam's apple. If she wanted to step back, he forced her to stick her body on it. He lowered his head and said in a soft voice, "I just want to read your picture now. Do you want to give it to me?"

Mufei's heart and liver trembled. As soon as the word "Qin" came to her mouth, her jaw was lifted up. The man's thin lips fell down without any doubt, pressing her red lips. She didn't expect that she would come to the office and be given by himStruggle, resistance, for the man who is full of interest at the moment, but it is to increase the little taste of taming her. His kiss, like his people, is powerful, overbearing, unreasonable and successful. Mufei quickly retreats, and his whole body trembles and is pushed against the edge of the desk. When he is in a trance, he suddenly thinks of something, almost by himself By instinct, Qin Yizheng reaches for his hand, first on the man's shoulder, and then slowly upward. His soft fingertips pierce his black hair, which makes Qin Yizheng's action stiff for a moment. He thinks that she is responding to his kiss in confusion. He is obviously surprised, but he kisses deeper.

Mufei grabbed his hair, hummed twice, hooked a finger and pulled it hard.

Qin Yizheng frowned and hesitated. Without time to breathe, mufei clenched her fist and pushed towards the man's abdomen. In fact, she didn't push him away, but at the same time, there was a knock on the door.