"President Xiao, what advice do you have today?" Zhan Fengling said in a bad tone, with a bit of yin and yang aura.
Seeing that she had a bad attitude towards him, Xiao Zichen narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a bit of coldness, "You have a good relationship with Long Ze."
Zhan Fengling nodded, "Yes, that's my senior. Of course we have a good relationship. But this has nothing to do with you, right?"
She is no longer her boss, so she comes out to take care of this. Is she suffering from a cat disease?
"Huh, it doesn't matter. But you are Xiaofei's assistant and you are so close to other artists. How come you work for Xiaofei?" Xiao Zichen stared at Zhan Fengling.
The smell of gunpowder on the little girl's body is not as strong as usual, as if he owes her, stinky girl, don't you know she is unhappy when she looks like this?
He is so nice to other men but cold to him, which makes him uncomfortable.
"My senior and I didn't affect Xiao Fei's place. Besides, Xiao Fei doesn't care. Why do you, the CEO, care?" Zhan Fengling had a look on his face, saying that the other party was taking too much care, and he looked like he was just taking carrots and not worrying.
"Zhan Fengling, what's your expression?" Xiao Zichen gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and forced Zhan Fengling to the pillar. His slender fingers pinched Zhan Fengling's chin, and let her back lean against the cold pillar.
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"My expression is normal, don't treat me like this!" Zhan Fengling blushed. She didn't know why. She looked at Xiao Zichen in this posture, and her heartbeat was fast.
This was not the first time she had tried ambiguous gestures. She had hugged others before, but she never felt as fast as she did now, as if she was sick.
"Let me go first." Zhan Feng Chime's voice was as soft as a little sheep.
This kind of wind chime is very endearing, and you feel like you want to swallow it when you take one look at it.
Xiao Zichen did not control himself. With this posture, he lowered his head and felt the warm breath blowing against his face, making Zhan Fengling's cheeks even redder.
Zhan Fengling stared blankly at Xiao Zichen, feeling like he was being aroused by him.
"Xiao...well..."
With his lips sealed, Zhan Fengling's pupils first widened, and then slowly closed, bearing the gentleness of this guy.
Xiao Zichen didn't know what was wrong with him, but he just wanted to kiss Zhan Fengling like this, as if only by really kissing her would the irritability in his heart disappear and he wouldn't worry about her being taken away by another man.
"Xiao Zichen...you...um..."
Just when Zhan Fengling found a chance to take a breath and wanted to say something to Xiao Zichen, the man was attracted by her red cheeks and deepened the question again.
Xiao Zichen's kissing skills are not very good, but for the equally young Zhan Fengling, this is already very good, touching people's hearts and making them unable to think normally.
After their lips and teeth met, Zhan Fengling's brain suddenly stopped thinking and stared at him blankly.
Xiao Zichen licked his lips, smiled with some satisfaction, gently rubbed Zhan Fengling's chin with his fingers, and said word by word: "Do you still dare to face me with that expression?"
Zhan Fengling pursed her lips and thought bitterly in her heart, dare, especially dare, she is not afraid of Xiao Zichen, nor does she want to be afraid of Xiao Zichen.
"Zhan Feng Ling, you have to be good, okay?" Xiao Zichen couldn't help but pecked Zhan Feng Ling again, as if he was coaxing Zhan Feng Ling in this way.
However, Miss Zhan didn't accept Xiao Zichen's tactics at all. She pushed his shoulder and said, "What do you mean? You are harassing me, do you know?"