First of all, it gives Zhihao the feeling that it is definitely not a young woman’s room, even though Fan Juan is already of a young woman’s age.
It has a bit of lively elegance and everything is decorated like a girl. If there are cartoon-like wall pictures on the wall, it will look like an innocent girl's boudoir.
Zhihao suddenly became curious.
The ages are inconsistent, and the psychology is even more inconsistent. Fan Juan is the all-powerful boss, but the bedroom is dressed like this. If he hadn't seen it in person, Zhihao would really not believe his eyes, as if he had entered a fairy tale world.
Fresh and elegant, warm and romantic.
The next visual impact on Zhihao made Zhihao feel a surge from the depths of his heart, accompanied by an inexplicable heat. This feeling had not been experienced for a long time. Because Zhihao saw Fan taking off his windbreaker.
Juan, the tight underwear, the lace V-shaped open neckline, the white bulges and depressions, the smooth stretches of the edges, the looming grooves, vague yet clearly visible, made Zhihao's eyes instantly become hot.
It is not simply pure and innocent, nor is it mature and enchanting, elegant and graceful, or is it a combination of both, it is difficult to say clearly.
The visual impact has reached a level that makes every man you see want to move. Anyone, as long as you are a normal man, will have rippling longing, the alternation of cold and warm deep in your heart, the cycle of stretching and depression, over and over again.
, if that's the case.
Zhihao's eyes froze for a moment, and then he looked at Fan Juan openly. It was probably because of the unknowing closeness over the past few days, the feelings of friends or siblings gradually grew. Zhihao could face such a situation normally, not every day.
Guarding a beautiful sister? In theory, Zhihao's desire for beautiful women is not as intense as imagined.
With a smile on her face, Fan Juan generously found a beautiful box and opened it. Zhihao's eyes were flashed by the bright light in the box. Zhihao knew that it was the reflection of light, which was extremely dazzling.
Inside the box is a platinum necklace.
The pendant is in the shape of an exquisite plum blossom, made of pure white gold, with a slightly exaggerated deformation. The craftsmanship is simple yet lively, yet elegant.
The beauty lies in the center of the plum blossom, which is a diamond the size of a bean, round, and its surface is covered with finely detailed edges. The source of what made Zhihao's eyes shine just now is the source of it.
Exquisite and expensive, Zhihao didn't even have to ask, the price must be high.
"I gave this necklace to sister Yu'er. Would Yu'er like it?" Fan Juan asked softly.
"You should like it." Zhihao nodded, and then said without comment, "Well..., I don't know."
"I'll put it on, do you think it looks good?" Fan Juan said, placing the necklace around her neck.
The white neck, the shining silver necklace, and the faint colorful light of the pendant add a lot of color to the originally beautiful beauty. Such a necklace is a very suitable accessory on any beauty's neck.
Zhihao was just about to nod his head and praise a few words with solemn words, when he heard Fan Juan's soft and charming voice ringing in his ears, which was very penetrating, "Put it on for me, I can't reach it..."
It was a visual impact just now, but now it is undoubtedly an auditory impact.
Fan Juan is standing in front of Zhihao, face to face. Zhihao helps Fan Juan put on the necklace, which is like a hug. If Fan Juan leans forward slightly, there is a possibility that she will bump into Zhihao's arms.
, Unless Zhihao goes around behind Sister Fan Juan, haha..., it's a bit unnecessary, just a little effort.
The white skin on Fan Juan's neck and the white and tender bulges and grooves on Fan Juan's neck, as well as the tender words just now, are definitely a dual stimulation of sight and hearing. Zhihao's heart instantly surges with an unknown surge, like
Like the wind passing through an empty valley, the lingering sound echoes endlessly.
Next, what made Zhihao feel even more empty was that the impact on his sense of smell came one after another, and Zhihao became confused. A fragrance that was completely different from the richness of an adult, closer to the elegant fragrance of a girl,
It's like walking among the rice flowers, which makes people intoxicated without being overly intoxicated. It is mixed with the faint aroma of wine. Before the wine is intoxicated, everyone gets drunk, and Zhihao feels a little dizzy.
Zhihao really can't explain this kind of fragrance. It's somewhere between Yuting and Xueting, but it's not the same at all, because in this world, everyone's body odor is different. If they all have the same smell,
, why can’t I feel your presence before I even see you? The reason is due to the well-known sense of smell, otherwise it would be a special function.
Zhihao was stunned. His heart, which had been calm for a long time, slowly began to beat faster. It turned out that deep in his heart, there was such a surge of expectation. Zhihao's hands trembled. He had already put on the necklace. Zhihao had already put on the necklace.
Hao didn't know where to put his hands. Should he slowly let them down and rest on his willow-like waist, or should he continue to wrap them around his white neck, maintaining such a half-hug and half-hug posture? It didn't matter.
No matter what posture, they are all quite beautiful.
Zhihao was at a loss when he heard Fan Juan smile and ask, "Vice President Zhang, does it look better on me or on sister Yu'er?"
It was difficult for Zhihao to answer this question. Fan Juan's soft body exuded a psychedelic warmth. If Zhihao held her waist, it would be a tactile enjoyment.
There should be such an attempt, the completely different feelings of maturity and youth. Zhihao wandered back and forth between depression and release. His hands couldn't help but slowly fell on Sister Fanjuan's waist, as if there was a gentle woman in front of him.
Sister, Zhihao's sister-love complex grew in his subconscious, maybe due to the heat after drinking, Zhihao took Fan Juan into his arms.
With warmth and gentleness, Fan Juan raised her eyes and looked at Zhihao. With hazy eyes, she saw lips shining with dreamlike luster, right in front of Zhihao, so close that they could not get any closer. Zhihao's head felt hot and he couldn't help himself.
Feeling depressed and hazy, Zhihao placed his lips on Fan Juan's clear-cut, soft and lubricated lips without hesitation for long...
It was definitely an unexpected scene. The two of them were very passionate about kissing and were very lost in love.
Zhihao didn't know why he did this? Was it because he was drunk? Was it because Fan Juan had a mature charm? Did he find the feeling of a love sister in Fan Juan? Zhihao didn't know, Zhihao was confused.
In ignorance, with passion, the kiss was quite intense.
In the next situation, there may be the possibility of undressing and hugging each other on the bunk, but the development of the situation made a big joke with the related expectations. Zhihao suddenly let go of Fan Juan and rose.
She looked at Fan Juan with a red face and full of regrets. She wanted to say sorry, but she was dumbfounded for a long time and couldn't say it.
Fan Juan blushed with embarrassment.
Due to the inherent shyness of women or girls, Fan Juan looked at Zhihao blankly and said in a low voice for a long time, "Are you going too far, treating your eldest sister like this..."
"Actually, you are not old. Why are you always the eldest sister? You are just a little older than Sister Ting." Zhihao muttered silently in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud. He smiled and said, "Drinking..."
Fan Juan was silent and slowly took off the necklace. With a slower movement, or it could be understood as carefulness, with a pair of warm and white hands, the necklace returned to the exquisite box and handed it to Zhihao.
"It's getting late, bring it to Sister Yu'er." Fan Juan still lowered her head, "Thank Sister Yu'er for me."
Zhihao returned to Daewoo Nightclub, and Rouyu was waiting for Zhihao alone in the office.
After a busy day of planning, the plan finally came to fruition. Li Haiqiang went home. Rouyu breathed a sigh of relief. It will be put into effect tomorrow. This will be a big deal.
Zhihao handed the box to Rouyu's hand and said calmly, "Sister Fan Juan gave it to you."
Rouyu took it without even looking at it, and looked at Zhihao with a smile, "You've been drinking."
"Yes." Zhihao nodded, "I drank some red wine with Fan Juan. Fan Juan said that when you are free, you will treat us to a meal."
"Why?"
"Don't you think she should invite her? She needs to express her gratitude many times." Zhihao looked at Rouyu and smiled.
"They gave us such a big hotel?"
"That's for Daewoo. It doesn't seem to have much to do with you and me." Zhihao thought for a moment, "Fan Juan wants to thank you and me specifically."
"This face should be given." Rouyu nodded, "It's been a tiring day, let's go home."
Home is warm and gives people stability and peace.
As soon as Rouyu came home, she lazily half-lyed and half-sat on the sofa. Zhihao naturally knew how to care for her, so he brought hot water and heated Rouyu's feet. Rouyu looked at Zhihao who was half squatting in front of her, her eyes full of tenderness.
Lots of love.
Suddenly, Rouyu frowned and looked at Zhihao timidly with a pair of delicate eyes, "You smell..."
