Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

"The assistant has just seen it, maybe everyone in the Secretariat now knows it."

Anyway, he was seen, so he took him out so that those who coveted him would die early, lest the men around him be worried.

When the two left the office, Shen Youran froze for a moment, and it was clear that it was time to leave work, but the people in the Secretariat had not left, some were shutting down the computer, some were tidying up the desktop, and the slow motion was like a movie lens.

When she was in the Secretariat before, when they got off work, their movements were faster than one, as if they were in a hurry to hurry. What's wrong today?

She looked at Ji Jinchuan suspiciously. Ji Jinchuan raised her eyebrows, expressing her ignorance. The two passed the secretariat and walked towards the elevator.

The person in the Secretariat saw the back of the two of them and rounded their eyes in surprise.

The woman took the arms of their president and saw that the two of them were completely communicating.

They are about to have the wife of the president!

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Back home, Aunt Sun stepped forward to take off the two men's coats. Mom Wu had already prepared their meals. When they came back, they laughed: "Young Master, Mrs. Young, the meals are ready. I'll wait for you to come back."

Shen Youran took the scarf and walked to the sofa, putting the scarf and handbag on the sofa: "Ma, Wu, your time is really on time."

She entered the bathroom, turned on the faucet, pressed the hand sanitizer on the washstand, and just filled the hand with the hand sanitizer. There was a tall man in the mirror. She moved a little to make room for him.

Ji Jinchuan stretched his hand under the faucet to wet it. His shirt sleeve was rolled up, his strong arm was exposed, his slender fingers were rinsed in the water, his knuckles were unusually good-looking, and his nails were clean and well-shaped. .

Shen Youran pressed some hand sanitizer, took his hand and applied it to him. After applying the hand sanitizer to him inside and out, she wanted to withdraw her hand but was firmly held by him .

He took her hand and washed her little by little like a child.

Her hands are soft and slender, and both of them have small foams of hand sanitizer, as smooth as a layer of lubricant.

His big palm wrapped her hand, the skin felt close, and it was unusually warm.

Shen You looked at him in a daze. He lowered his head, his eyelashes were half drooping, his thin lips were gently squeezed together, and the expression on his face was gentle.

In the small toilet, only the sound of tap water was flowing.

Ji Jinchuan’s five fingers passed through her fingers, took her hand and moved it under the faucet, rinsed off the foam on the hands of the two people, and took her hand to the dryer to roast the water. .

When she looked up and saw her staring at herself stunned, Ji Jinchuan flicked her forehead: "If they don't go out, Wu Ma, they thought we were doing something inside."

She answered smoothly: "What can I do in the bathroom."

Ji Jinchuan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Seeing the playful arc in the corner of his mouth, she immediately understood what it meant, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she said, "I'm going out first."

The two went out of the bathroom one after the other. Wu Ma had put the food on the table. Shen Youran sat down at the dining table and walked slowly to the restaurant with the man behind him. The elegant and elegant temperament was natural.

After eating, Shen Youran pulled Ji Jinchuan into the study. She took out the plan from her bag, sat down on the sofa by the window, and began to translate on the round glass table.