Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Woke up?"

The man asked.

The originally charming face was even more **** when it was dyed with desire. Jing Yu was not a confused person. When he saw his expression, he naturally knew that everything was just not a dream.

I felt a little embarrassed at the thought of just being incapable of responding to his picture. Moreover, her hand was still hanging from his shoulder, and the man's hand was lying in her clothes, and fell on her chest.

She pursed her lips and looked at him before she looked away. "It's ... hard to wake up."

She said, moving his hand away from the man's shoulder without thinking of the trace. However, he hadn't slipped off his shoulders, but he had been caught suddenly. He kept her around her in the original posture, and Yu Zeyao pulled her pajamas away from her chest.

"Don't ..." She struggled, but the man's hands were fast and powerful, out of her control.

Her clothes are completely messy. The corset inside was unbuttoned by the man, and his kiss burned her white skin.

………………

Jing Yu just felt like his body was burning hot.

He didn't want himself, but he left many marks on her.

After all, it was still daytime, lying in bed, and doing such things with him, Jing Yu's body turned red. She thought she would push him away, but even she couldn't figure out why she just let him go in the end. In shyness and struggle, he accepted the desire and runaway he brought to himself.

and……

In the end, when he stopped, she had some disappointment that she didn't want to admit.

Yu Zeyao looked at her confused expression, picked her up from the bed, and sat on her lap. Hot fingers held her hair behind her head, without ignoring the slight disappointment on her face. He smiled, "Want more?"

Man's voice, hoarse and sexy.

Jing Yu looked back, biting her lips in annoyance.

"I do not have."

Yu Zeyao looked at her with a smile. The look was clearly unbelieving.

Jing Yu could not stand his eyes, lowered his head, silently arranged his clothes, and whispered: "What time is it now?"

"We slept for five hours." He leaned slightly over the watch on the bedside.

Jingyu said ‘oh’, “I want to see Jing Rong, can you take me now?”

When referring to Jing Rong, Yu Zeyao saw a little heavy in his eyes. However, this heavy was quickly hidden by him. He hooked his lips and looked at her lazily, "Yes. But before we go to see him, we have to do one more thing."

Jing Yu looked at him doubtfully, "What?"

Yu Zeyao pinched her chin, and Junlang's face moved closer to her. Then, there was a touch of evil in his eyes, and his voice was softer, "You just got wet ... don't you take a bath?"

"..." Jing Yu blushed even more.

She stared angrily at Yu Zeyao, pushed his hand away, and got down from his leg. Just got out of bed and didn't even care to put on shoes, and went out. Throw the door and go back to the next bedroom.

Looking at the back that fled, Yu Zeyao smiled.

However, the smile gradually narrowed. It has been replaced by deepness.

He could feel that she was opening her heart every inch and slowly approaching herself. However, the closer he got, the more worried he was that day when something was revealed.

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the other side.

Jing Yu returned to the room, still leaning against the door for a long while, and couldn't breathe for a long time.

At the last moment, his anger turned into anger, not because of anything else, but because ... he was telling the truth.

She felt him, at least physically.

Even, until now, they are not too familiar with each other.

She took her clothes from her suitcase and went out to the bathroom. The thought of living with this man in the future made me uncertain.

What is their relationship?

Just now, it was only when he braked in time, but next time, next time?

How long will she stay here again?

If he is really with another woman, whether in love or marriage, how can she be with her?

And her job ...

Jing Yu found that there were too many sorrowful things. After a while, he couldn't understand it at all, and had to give up in the end. What she should think about now is Jing Rong's business.

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After changing her clothes after taking a shower, she subconsciously glanced at the bedroom next door. Originally I wanted to push in the door to see it, but thinking of his harsh and bland words in the end, he changed his mind and went straight downstairs.

"Miss Jing, wake up." The housekeeper greeted her warmly.

Jing Yu nodded slightly.

Just about to ask someone's whereabouts, the housekeeper has taken the initiative to say: "Sir is already waiting for you in the restaurant, saying that it is to let you eat something in the past."

It's past noon. Jingyu hasn't eaten all day and night. At this moment, I don't know if it's because of worrying about Jingrong, or because he's too hungry and doesn't have much appetite.

She entered the restaurant and the man sat at the table. It was not like the lazy and casual look in a nightgown, and changed to a navy blue shirt.

The shirt cuffs have delicate hand embroidery, which makes the gentleman look more elegant.

Jing Yu remembered his evil words just now, and he thought to himself that this person is most suitable for the four words "Sven scum".

"What's defamation in the belly?" He said suddenly.

Jing Yu looked up at him, "Do you have mind reading?"

She pulled the chair open and sat down on his right. "Would you like to read exactly what I was thinking?"

Yu Zeyao was holding a knife and fork in his hand and was eating.

After hearing what she said, she paused and looked at her profoundly. "You are thinking ... why you are becoming more and more resistant to me; why you ca n’t accept things that you could n’t accept before are now slowly acceptable, even Expect something. "

He looked at her with confidence and determination in his eyes.

This man has absolute confidence in his charm.

Jing Yu originally wanted to hurt him, but he didn't expect that he actually said these words, and for a moment, she even felt unable to refute it.

"I'm guessed right?" Yu Zeyao seemed satisfied with her silence, cursed her lips and smiled, exchanging the steak that had been cut from her plate and handing it to her.

Jing Yu looked back, cleared her throat, "You read it wrong."

"Really?" Yu Zeyao said casually, "What's wrong?"

Jing Yu looked at the delicately cut steaks in front of her, and her heart slightly fluctuated, showing ripples.

Looking at him again.

He placed a glass of freshly squeezed juice next to her, "want to know the details."

Jing Yu took a sip of juice, moisturized her throat, and then slowly spoke out: "I was just thinking about what words would describe you the most suitable, and then I just thought of the four words" Sven scum "."