Good Morning, Mr. President!

Jing Yu felt that she was going to melt in this bed, drunk in this kiss ...

After kissing for a long time, she kissed her lips hot and hot, and Jing Yu was sober.

This is ridiculous! She was intoxicated in the kiss of a strange man.

After returning to God, he pushed away the man in embarrassment and indignation.

This time, Yu Zeyao was not entangled. She only fixed her eyes with lust, and said, "Follow me."

Follow me ...

When Jing Yu echoed these three words in her ear, she felt that she probably had a hallucination. But the man in front of him looked firm, decisive, and decisive, as if waiting for her answer, but it seemed that her answer was actually not important to him. Because, the tone of these three words is not a negotiation.

It is an announcement, an announcement.

"I should go back."

Jing Yu said this and stopped looking at him. He put his legs to the bed, squeezed his bag tightly, and got out of bed.

Yu Zeyao didn't even move her eyebrows, didn't look at her, just reached out and clasped her elbows precisely. With a hard push, she was pulled back to bed.

Jing Yu frowned, before he spoke first, she said, "I refuse."

"Forget the person at the bottom of your heart, completely forget it." Yu Zeyao single-handedly supported her from the top of the bed to lock her down, and did not take her words for granted at all.

Jing Yu was a little confused. How well does this person know about herself, why does he even know she has someone in her heart? Even if she replaced Professor Luo to rehabilitate his wife before, she would not have to know her personal feelings clearly.

Taking a deep breath, she said softly: "Mr. Yu, I believe I made myself quite clear-I refuse! It doesn't matter if your proposal is just a joke ..."

"I was serious."

"..." His sudden five words interrupted her speech and gave Jing Yu a brief moment. When I met his abyss-like pupil, what she was about to say was a bit broken.

In my mind, I remembered the words of the strange man last night--

You dare to touch the woman Mr. Yu looks after, tired?

So, the so-called "Mr. Yu" in that man's mouth is the man in front of himself at this moment?

She looked at him and suddenly said, "What do you mean by 'following you'?"

Although Jing Yu didn't have any experience in men and women, she also understood a man's demand for a woman-he didn't use the word 'communication', but a word '' and '.

If there is communication between men and women, it is equality and mutual respect; and the word 'is' is very different-one side is just a subsidiary of the other.

Yu Zeyao looked at her small face that turned around a thousand times, and said abruptly: "I'm interested in you. I can give you everything you want-including a better life and a better society than your past. Status, and the money you need. And you just need to give me what I want. "

Jingyu's small face became tighter and tighter.

This man is abominable to the extreme-standing in the position of the superior, like a philanthropist tone, trying to manipulate her life. As if what she should do at the moment was to thank him Dade immediately and accept his offer, but he didn't feel that he had trampled her dignity to the ground.

The condition of being held in this way makes Jingyu unable to feel that he is being humiliated.

Gently, she asked, "What do you want?"

Before Yu Zeyao began to speak, she continued, "Go to bed with me?"

"I don't deny it." Yu Zeyao frankly said, "This is indeed one of my thoughts."

"The conditions you offer are really tempting." Jing Yu's small face was full of sarcasm. "It's a pity that I don't sell myself. Mr. Yu find someone else!"

After she had said it, she pushed away Yu Zeyao and stood up on the bed with no expression. All the previous good feelings for him have disappeared to this point.

"I give you time--" Jing Yu smoothly walked to the door to open the room door, and heard the man's somber voice sounded behind him, "but not for you to consider, but for you to slowly learn to accept. No second result is allowed. "

The last sentence was loud and impressive. It seemed like a boulder hit Jing Yu's heart, shocking her.

In her more than 20 years of life, she has never met such a arrogant and arrogant man, and she was a little helpless to deal with it.

Jing Yu didn't look back, threw the door of the room, and walked out of the room. Yu Zeyao looked at the closed room door, stood up, and pocketed his hands leisurely.

Between the lips, until now, it seemed to smell the smell between her lips and teeth. Sure enough, as he thought, the taste was sweet.

Very sweet.

Slender and good-looking long fingers, brushing gently over the lips. He raised his lips and smiled, looking through the window to the slim figure outside, and a fascinating charm appeared under his eyes.

This woman, he wants to order!

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Jing Yu came downstairs and found that the place was a bit incredible.

Solemnly downstairs, when she saw her come down, she got up and greeted, "Miss Jing, early."

Jing Yu didn't like Yu Zeyao anymore. Even with solemnity, he didn't look as good as before.

She nodded slightly and went out. The attitude was so indifferent that the solemnity was confused.

Looks like, Mr. Yu hasn't gotten her done yet?

Jing Yu walked out of the manor and found that it was much bigger than his wife's manor. If Yu Zeyao is really a businessman, he must be a very successful giant.

She has seen a lot of men like this-for women chasing after them, it is just an unnecessary pastime after a busy time. The interest in a woman usually does not last long.

She thought that he had rejected this person this time, maybe, next time he met, he wouldn't even remember who he was.

Jing Yu carried the bag and walked out of the manor. She was also wearing a man's thin pajamas, and she was so cold in such cold weather. What's more terrible is that there is no car at a glance. Not to mention a taxi, not even a private car.

She originally wanted to take out her cell phone and call for a car, but she turned off the phone. Too long to come out, the phone's battery can't last so long.

"Why--" She was suddenly shoving the phone back into her bag, and a rumbling sound was heard behind her. A car stopped next to her. A man in black and white gloves hurriedly ran down from the car and opened the door of the back seat. "Miss Jing, get in the car, Mr. Yu told me to take you into the city."

It was too cold, and Jing Yu only considered it slightly, and then bent over, "Trouble."

By car, drive all the way to the city. The driver in front is also well-trained, very quiet and not very talkative.