"Really? How about we satisfy their curiosity?" Feng Zhiming bit her earlobe lightly, and the hot breath felt on her neck, tickling her.
Ling Yanyan's entire body collapsed in his arms, leaning on his chest, with only his hand on her waist holding her up.
"What a sensitive little thing!" Feng Zhiming chuckled, hugged her and sat on the sofa, "You don't look very good, have you been busy lately? I'll go talk to Yu Chen and ask him to give you less.
Arrange some work." Is this considered considerate? However, Ling Yanyan does not need such special treatment.
"I have nothing to do! I'm not busy at work either." A smile appeared on Ling Yanyan's pale face.
Feng Zhiming tightened his hand on her waist and hugged her tightly, just like that, he kept hugging her.
At this time, Yu Chen opened the door and walked in, "Yanyan, please bring this information..." He didn't see the person on the desk, but turned around and saw two people hugging each other on the sofa.
"Sorry, please continue." Yu Chen was about to leave the office.
"Senior." Ling Yanyan called Yu Chen and tried to break away from Feng Zhiming, but was hugged tightly by him and couldn't move, so she had to give up.
Yu Chen walked to the door and blinked, "You guys go ahead! I'll come back later."
The door of the office was closed again, and Ling Yanyan was still firmly locked in his arms, "President, it's working time now. It will bother me a lot if you do this." Although she was very angry, she was still obedient.
Lying in his arms.
"I'm the president. I have the final say. Your time is mine 24 hours a day." He said domineeringly, without any intention of letting go of her. He buried his head in her hair. Ling Yan
Yan sighed helplessly, "What happened to you today?"
He is very strange today, no, it should be that he seems to be very strange recently.
"Have you gained weight recently?" Feng Zhiming's hand around her waist relaxed slightly.
Ling Yanyan was startled for a moment, "Well, I've been eating a lot lately!" Fat? Is she fat?
After that, both of them fell into silence. After a long time, he let her go. However, just as he let go, his lips kissed her pink lips, sucked gently, and held her tightly against his chest.
His little hand, while she was panting, the wet heat and long tongue penetrated straight into her body, entangled tightly with her lilac uvula.
Lotus arms unconsciously wrapped around his neck, and her soft body unconsciously catered to him. Feng Zhiming chuckled softly, pushed her down on the sofa, started to unzip the invisible zipper on the side of her dress, and then
The shoulders were lifted off, and a chill made Ling Yanyan's consciousness clear. She saw that her body was almost naked under him, and his big hands had slid between her legs, and then penetrated into her.
How could she do this to her underwear? This is the office!
"No, Zhi Ming, this is the office." Moreover, it was still broad daylight, so it was really weird to do such a thing.
But Feng Zhiming couldn't stop. Once a man's desire was aroused, it was difficult to stop. She could already clearly feel the man's hardness underneath her, and her body kept twisting, trying to break free.
She said, "Yanyan. I want you." After saying that, kisses fell on her body one by one, leaving the mark of love wherever they went. The tip of her tongue lightly touched the bruise on her chest, Ling
Yanyan finally couldn't help but moan.
The moment she was ready, he entered her body, filling the small space of her private parts. His body kept moving, but his movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her. The whole room
There were the sounds of men's heavy breathing and women's gasping. If it weren't for the effective partitioning of the room, everyone would probably have heard the two of them having sex in the office.
He still didn't want to leave her body. He lay on her chest and filled her up. Ling Yanyan turned her head shyly. It was really hard for her to imagine that she would actually have sex with him in the office. "
Zhi Ming, you are so heavy." How could someone like him lean on her like this? She was almost out of breath.
Feng Zhiming withdrew from her body and helped her put on her clothes again. Before the zipper was fully zipped, Zaiye took a deep bite on her shoulder. Ling Yanyan was so painful that she reflexively pushed him away and stretched out her hand.
Cover your shoulders.
"It hurts." Ling Yanyan pouted. Looking at the smile on Feng Zhiming's face, she really wanted to slap him and knock the smile off his face. When he sat up, Ling Yanyan herself
Put on the clothes and smooth them with your hands.
"Yanyan. I regret letting you go to the design department." At that time, he asked her to leave his office and not let her become the president's special assistant. It was for the sake of his family and indirectly to protect her.
Ling Yanyan stood up and crossed her arms, "President, I am very satisfied with my current job." She would suffocate if she worked in the same office as him again.
"Yu Chen likes you, you don't know, right?" Feng Zhiming also put on his clothes and leaned leisurely on the sofa, narrowing his eyes and looking at Ling Yanyan in front of him.
"Senior likes me? How is it possible?" She has always regarded him as an elder brother and a relative, but he is not her lover.
Feng Zhiming frowned, "Are you pretending to be ignorant with me? So, you'd better stay away from him, otherwise, his time in Feng's family will not be long." He faced Ling semi-threateningly.
Yanyan said.
This stupid woman, I don’t know if she really doesn’t know or is just pretending to be stupid, but she must get vaccinated.
"I know, then I would like to ask, CEO, I have to work now, can you please go out for a while!" Ling Yanyan walked back to the desk.
Feng Zhiming did not answer, lit a cigarette, and held it elegantly between his slender fingers, "Has the design draft of Cheng's Enterprise been finalized?"
Ling Yanyan didn't expect that he would suddenly turn to this issue. After being stunned for a moment, she said, "I'll have a meeting with Cheng's in the afternoon. There won't be any big problems, so we can confirm it."
Feng Zhiming nodded slightly, flicked the ash into the ashtray, and took another puff. "Mr. Ling has a very good vision." He easily took the special assistant away from him and became a designer.
Ling Yanyan tilted her head, "Why are you so sour?" Is he jealous?
"You're thinking too much!" Feng Zhiming put out the cigarette. Would he be jealous? Impossible! "In addition to being sweet, how can there be sourness here?"
The phone in the office rang, and Ling Yanyan picked it up, "Hello!" The next second, Ling Yanyan pursed her lips and said, "It's for you."
What is going on now? Why did his secretary call her office directly to find him? Does everyone in the company know that it is normal for him to appear in her office?