He said ambiguously: "Now that you are here, do you think I will let you go alone? I am very happy if you can send me the documents. I don't mind if you send them a few more times."
The blush on Zhong Zhenzhen's face, which had faded, recovered in an instant. Her head was lowered so much that it was almost buried in Song Zixuan's chest. When she was hugged by Song Zixuan, she reflexively hugged his neck, fearing that she would accidentally fall.
fall
"What? So you miss me so much. Look how tight you are holding me, baby. Let's go and experience the softness of the bed behind the office first." He hugged her and kicked open the darkroom door.
Zhong Zhenzhen suddenly raised his head, opened his eyes in shock, pushed the rope, gritted his teeth and said: "Second Young Master, it is daytime now."
She really shouldn't have come, she really shouldn't have come. But why, Song Zixuan's words made her react instantly
She hates herself so much
"During the day, is there any problem during the day? Who said it can't be done during the day?" Song Zixuan smiled evilly
After saying that, he put her on the bed and Song Zixuan smiled evilly: "Are you trying to tie it so tightly on purpose to make it more difficult for me?"
Zhong Zhenzhen was still not used to being with him so openly. In her heart, she couldn't see anyone. She tilted her head. At this time, she had long forgotten the purpose of coming here.
(There is no number in harmony here-------------------------------------------------