Jiang Mingyu was dragged back to the apartment by Tang Jinchuan involuntarily.

He has been to her place, although not many times, but he is familiar enough.

At this moment, after dragging her into the house, he took her by the arm and led her to the bedroom.

Jiang Mingyu panicked instantly, and began to struggle violently.

"Don't, President, don't, you can't do this again,"

Mistakes between two people cannot be repeated over and over again.

Jiang Mingyu was clearly aware of the deviation, and wanted to stop the loss, but it happened to touch Tang Jinchuan's backlash.

But this man is also used to being domineering.

Jiang Mingyu has always followed his hair, but these days he repeatedly went against him, which made Tang Jinchuan feel extremely uncomfortable.

A lot of unspeakable anger has also accumulated long ago.

He felt an aura of resistance from Jiang Mingyu's body. His little secretary seemed to want to leave him.

But Tang Jinchuan, how could he allow such a thing to happen.

At that moment, the man suddenly turned around, pinched the back of the woman's head precisely, leaned over and kissed her while she was struggling endlessly but caught off guard.

It was still ferocious like a beast, with a strong momentum enough to crush the soul, and successfully stopped the chattering resistance from that side.

When Jiang Mingyu came back to her senses, Tang Jinchuan hugged her horizontally and put her on the bed.

At this moment, the man was standing by the bed, looking at her with frowned eyes, and said word by word,

"Take off."

"What?!!!"

"Take off your shirt."

"No,"

Jiang Mingyu shook her head violently, wanting to get out of bed and run away, but in return Tang Jinchuan gave a meaningful smirk.

With his arms on both sides of her body, he trapped her in a small space between heaven and earth, and without waiting for her to speak again, he said directly,

"I just want to see the injury on your back. What are you afraid of, Secretary Jiang?"

"Injured you mean, hurt?"

"Otherwise, huh?"

Jiang Mingyu obviously misunderstood what Tang Jinchuan meant, and blushed instantly.

The man straightened up in a good mood, turned around and walked to the low cabinet beside him, and found a medicine box.

This familiar gesture made Jiang Mingyu frowned, and while unbuttoning her jacket, revealing a little of her neck, she asked unconsciously,

"President, why are you so familiar with my place?"

Hearing this, Tang Jinchuan stopped searching for the ointment, raised his head again, looked at Jiang Mingyu for a long time, and then said quietly,

"My little secretary is really heartless. You forgot that several times before, you insisted on blocking the drink for me, but you ended up getting drunk instead. In the end, I brought you back?"

"I"

The facts are indeed as Tang Jinchuan said.

Jiang Mingyu had volunteered to block Tang Jinchuan's drink several times before for several big cooperation cases, but she did not expect her to drink at all.

Before the dinner party was over, he fell unconscious, and in the end he didn't even know how he left.

But it turned out that it was Tang Jinchuan who brought her back?

She always thought it was her colleague.

But at the moment, Tang Jinchuan held an ointment for removing blood stasis, walked to Jiang Mingyu's side, pulled her collar down a little more, and rubbed the medicine on her in a proper manner.

Jiang Mingyu didn't even know that this ointment existed in her home.

Seeing her puzzled expression, Tang Jinchuan smiled helplessly, and said,

"Don't look, I bought this ointment before. Because once my little secretary got drunk and knocked his knee on the steps,"

Having said that, the man leaned over leisurely, approached Jiang Mingyu's face, and said in a deep voice,

"It's still the medicine I rubbed on you, little heartless, have you really forgotten all about it?"

Jiang Mingyu, "."

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