Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

The lady at the front desk didn't expect Nangong Jin to come here, so she stood up in a panic and rushed over.

She wanted to stop Nangong Jin, but Nangong Jin closed the elevator door before her.

The fast-closing elevator door almost caught the lady at the front desk's hand in the crack of the door.

The lady at the front desk retracted her hand in a thrilling manner and patted the closed elevator door.

"Sir, sir! You can't go to the president, the president never said he wanted to see you!"

"Sir, sir..."

"gentlemen!"

"Fuck me!"

In the end, the lady at the front desk scolded, and immediately turned around and said to the security guard.

The security guard went up to arrest someone, and the lady at the front desk asked another girl to explain a few words and asked her to help him look at the front desk, and he hurried up to the elevator.

If that man finds the president and causes trouble, the president will definitely fire her! !

It will be over by then!

...

Here, Jiang Yanci, who came out of the elevator door ten minutes ago, was holding a plastic bag in his hand. The bag contained two pink boxes and a pink thermos.

With a cold expression, he came to the door of Shen Wanqing's office.

Raising her white wrist, her slender and smooth phalanx gently knocked on the office door.

Then came Shen Wanqing's lazy voice, "Come in."

Jiang Yanci lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and his slender fingertips held the doorknob and pushed the door open.

The eyes are open to the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the office is clean and tidy, the girl is wearing a black slim suit, dressed rigorously and earnestly, but her little face is immature and youthful.

No matter how you look at it, it feels a bit abrupt.

Not ugly though.

Although it was not the first time to see Shen Wanqing dressed like this, every time Jiang Yanci saw him, a smile could not help but fill his eyes.

Shen Wanqing, who was looking at the report lazily in front of her, raised her head lazily, and squinted her eyes when she looked at the well-behaved teenager in front of the door.

The boy's white shirt is like snow, and his posture is loose, just standing there is a kind of beauty.

The black hair is soft and fluffy, the broken hair covers the eyes, the eyes are dark, and the ends of the eyes are raised, with a smile.

Even that little bright cinnabar mole is moving and beautiful.

The slender and fair fingers actually carried a plastic bag, which made people sigh uncontrollably.

Such a beautiful and precious finger is actually carrying a bag, which is really a waste.

How can such a handsome boy do rough work?

Jiang Yanci stood there obediently, his thick eyelashes curled like a fan and trembling gently.

The dark eyes are full of confinement, obedient and obedient, and very likable.

Shen Wanqing naturally noticed the plastic bag in the boy's hand, looked at him standing at the door, and gestured, "What are you doing there? Close the door and come here."

Although Jiang Yan was asked to resign, Shen Wanqing couldn't help but stand up.

She walked to Jiang Yanci and reached out to take the plastic bag in his hand.

The other hand habitually held the boy's fair and delicate hand, and his fingertips rubbed against the boy's palm.

The girl's hands were soft, and even her fingertips were sensual.

Gently brushed in the palm, itchy.

Like a feather brushing, it's a little scratchy and numb.

Jiang Yanci lowered his eyes, with a well-behaved face.

Just let the girl continue to ravage herself like this, and there is no sense in resisting at all.

Leading the boy to the sofa next to the office, Shen Wanqing put the plastic bag on the coffee table and sat down by herself.

Before she could speak, Jiang Yanci's soft voice came over.

"I just saw Qingqing's fiancé."

If I find a problem, I will act like a spoiled brat to ask for a ticket, ignore me

They said they were going to screw your Tianling cover, so they all came together one by one.

Why do you owe so much? ╮(￣▽￣““)╭

Just like being murdered by me! ! ! !