Sweet Wife, be Good!

"Yes." Shen Jingyu said, there is no need to lie to her about this kind of thing.

He Ning knew that Zhang Haotian would not change his mind so quickly. He still avoided seeing him in the morning, and just called and told her that he could cooperate.

Although she has confidence in her plan, there are obviously various factors that affect the final decision in the capital market.

Zhang Haotian was able to change his attention so quickly, it really was Shen Jingyu's role.

"Thank you." He Ning said sincerely, his help is really important, she really doesn't have much time to spend with investors.

Shen Jingyu's long and narrow phoenix eyes carried the arrogance of slanting the world: "I said, I will never let my own woman be wronged."

He Ning pursed his lips slightly, his meaning couldn't be more clear, he would defend everything about her, because she was his woman.

He just never allows anyone to trample on his dignity and face.

Therefore, all of this was due to the contractual relationship between the two people. She looked at the intense **** in his eyes, bowed her head, and kissed his proud thin lips.

If this is what he wants, she doesn't hesitate, because this is the only thing she can do now...As his nominal wife, she can only thank him in this way.

This was the first time she took the initiative to kiss him. The green kiss skills were unruly, falling on his lips like a chicken pecking at rice, but there was no further action.

Such jerkyness aroused his endless interest. He pinched her soft and delicate waist, but he could not wait for her kiss to deepen.

What a grisly little fairy, the kisses are so jerky.

He took her slender fingers and unbuttoned his clothes with her hands.

He Ning blushed, and his fingers touched his abdominal muscles, which was so hot as to burn her.

Compared to his eagerness, she was even more clumsy, and she didn't know how to put her fingers...

She was so anxious that her beautiful eyes were stained with a layer of mist, and she didn't know how to please him, thank him.

"Take it slow, I'm not in a hurry." Shen Jingyu slightly curled her lips, with endless dullness hidden in her voice, enjoying the fun she took the initiative to bring at this moment.

"Is this okay?" He Ning murmured, not knowing what to do.

The more she wanted to please, the less she knew what to do.

Shen Jingyu noticed her movements and kisses with a faint estrangement, not a genuine devotion, but an eagerness to complete the task.

His eyes became eagerly cold, he lifted her chin, and inquired: "What are you doing?"

"I...I want to thank you..." He Ning didn't know if he was doing this right, and there was a little uncertainty in his voice.

Perhaps he did not like such thanks.

"Just thank you?" The light in his eyes faded quickly, and he was stained with a touch of cold light.

He Ning narrowed her eyes slightly: "I have nothing else, if you don't like it, I..."

She really didn't know what to do.

Shen Jingyu's throat slid. As expected, she didn't have any feelings for him, and she offered kisses on her own initiative, only because of his help.

When does he need to use this method to get the favor of women?

Seeing that he didn't speak, He Ning didn't know whether he accepted or refused, so he boldly took the initiative to kiss him again.