After a while, Nan Zeyu let go of Song Yuyan. His cold eyes scanned Song Yuyan from top to bottom. Today, she had a professional hairstyle, her bangs on her forehead were slightly combed upward, and her lips were peach. , the small lips look full and attractive, like a peach waiting to be picked, the eye shadow is just right, not too thick or light, and there is a light peach blush on both sides of the cheeks.
Looking down, the black and white tight-fitting extended hip skirt makes the waist look slender and compact. The upper body is a white long shirt with a white collar feel, and the lower body is a knee-length fluffy black hip skirt. She will The white shirt was tucked into a black hip skirt, which made her breasts appear extremely full, and her waist and leg lines were particularly perfect!
Nan Zeyu looked at her ankles, where Song Yuyan was wearing pointed black high-heeled shoes. , the whole outfit is feminine and has a perfect figure! Nan Zeyu’s eyes darkened, he looked at Song Yuyan and said in a hoarse voice: Who told you to dress like this? What are you wearing? Xiaoyan
Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu's dark and cold face, what happened to her? Song Yuyan glanced at the white shirt and black hip-hugging skirt she was wearing. They were quite good. Except for the tightness, Nan Zeyu's hand bones gradually tightened. He pulled Song Yuyan's arm and walked to the edge of the sofa.
Nan Zeyu pushed her down on the sofa and sat opposite her. This little girl would not allow everyone to covet her figure. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with the look of a curious baby. Her office was too big, and the desk was so long. She looked around, and suddenly, her eyes fell on a black and gold door frame next to the door.
Song Yuyan stood up and trotted over. Nan Zeyu turned around and looked at Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan walked to the black gold door, which was covered with dense glittering gold. Behind him, Nan Zeyu's cold voice came: That's my lounge. I rest in it when I'm sleepy. Do you want to go in and take a look?
Nan Zeyu stood up from the sofa and walked quickly towards Song Yuyan. He walked behind Song Yuyan and gently pushed the door with his big palm. Suddenly, the black and gold door opened automatically from left to right. Song Yu stepped inside. It was designed in pure white, with a large bed and a black floor-to-ceiling window. Looking to the left was a bathroom, a sofa and a workbench.
Song Yuyan’s eyes were full of envy. It was such a big lounge. She looked up, where there was a black crystal-like ceiling. She turned around and looked at Nan Zeyu. The man was leaning against it. Sitting on the workbench, with her legs folded across each other, Song Yuyan stepped forward, looking at Nan Zeyu with watery eyes and said: Your lounge is so big, do you usually rest here? Ba... I haven't said it yet.
Nan Zeyu’s eyes glowed with anger and he looked at Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan licked her lips and then said: Ayu. Nan Zeyu stood up, raised Song Yuyan's mandible, and forced her eyes to look at him. Song Yuyan opened a pair of innocent and puzzled eyes and met Nan Zeyu's bottomless eyes. She was panicked. Do you know what you said wrong again?
Nan Zeyu said softly with thin lips: "Well done, just call me that, and I willI call you Xiaoyan. Before Song Yuyan could react, he put Song Yuyan's arms on his strong waist, and then approached Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan who closed her eyes in panic. He He hit Song Yuyan violently on the forehead.
Song Yuyan opened her watery eyes, covered her forehead with pain and looked at Nan Zeyu: "Why are you knocking on my forehead?" It hurts. I didn’t even call you those two words. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan holding her forehead and her angry face swelled up like a puffer fish. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he touched Song Yuyan's small face with his big palm. His eyes looked at her flawless and white forehead, where There is some slight redness.
Nan Zeyu held her forehead lovingly, examined her carefully with his eyes, and then gently kissed her red forehead with his thin lips. Song Yuyan's face felt hot, and she leaned against her cheek. From Nan Zeyu's chest, she could hear his strong heartbeat through the fabric of his clothes. Nan Zeyu kissed her forehead for a long time before slowly letting go of Song Yuyan.
There was a blush on both sides of Song Yuyan's pink cheeks, and paired with the bright peach pink lips, Nan Zeyu's eyes were dyed with a trace of desire: You are tempting me like this, it is difficult to guarantee me. What can I not do to you? Song Yuyan's eyes were startled, and she lowered her eyes to look at her collar. She didn't know when three buttons had fallen off, revealing a faint inner panty with light pink petal patterns. Song Yuyan's chest looked as white as snow. .
Song Yuyan quickly pushed Nan Zeyu away, then pushed the door and ran out of the lounge with a blushing face. She sat on the sofa and fanned her hot face with her palms. The lounge In the room, Nan Zeyu walked quickly to the bathroom. This little girl could arouse his desire casually. He turned on the shower head in the bathroom, took off his clothes, and took a bath from top to bottom.
An hour later, Nan Zeyu walked out of the bathroom. He placed his palm on the password-coded fingerprint lock next to the door, put five fingers on it, and the door opened automatically. Nan Zeyu Walking out of the lounge, Song Yuyan looked around the office in panic. Nan Zeyu walked to the sofa and sat next to Song Yuyan.
Song Yuyan stood up and wanted to run away. Nan Zeyu pulled her. Song Yuyan’s feet slipped and she fell on Nan Zeyu’s chest, forming a formation of Song Yuyan on top, Nan Zeyu on the bottom, and Song Yuyan. Looking at the handsome man with a calm face, how could his eyes be so deep? She realized her gaffe and wanted to get up immediately.
Nan Zeyu took Song Yuyan's small wrist, leaned into her ear and whispered: I'm sleepy, just lean on me and sleep for a while, okay? Xiaoyan. Song Yuyan felt her ears were itchy and slightly warm. She turned her face sideways and said in a muffled voice: "No, I don't want to do this. My ears feel uncomfortable." After saying that, Song Yuyan put her hands on both sides of the sofa, and then quickly stood up.
Song Yuyan tidied up her messy white shirt and hip-hugging skirt, then stood up and walked to the sofa opposite. Nan Zeyu easily got up from the sofa with a pair of long legs, Song Yu's eyes lookFacing Nan Zeyu opposite, his eyes were light and showed no emotion, but she wanted to leave now, wanted to leave the office...
Song Yuyan looked around the office and saw the desk The clock on the wall on the right showed the time at 6:30. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu and said hurriedly: I'm leaving first, Ayu, is Butler Long still waiting for me downstairs in the company?
Nan Zeyu's eyes suddenly darkened, he looked at Song Yuyan and said calmly: Then let Butler Long wait, wait for me, Xiaoyan, I will get off work in a while. Nan Zeyu's voice was neither cold nor indifferent, but it had an irresistible intimidation. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with watery eyes, pursed her pink lips and said: Ah, okay then
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For the next time, Nan Zeyu sat at his desk and concentrated on processing documents. Song Yuyan sat on the sofa bored, sitting and sitting. She felt that her eyelids were falling, and she couldn't help but feel sleepy. I found a comfortable position and lay on the sofa, falling asleep deeply.
After finishing processing the documents, Nan Zeyu raised his eyes and saw the petite body sleeping on the sofa. He got up from the chair, walked over quickly, put on his long brown coat, Gently covering Song Yuyan's legs, he sat on the vacant seat on the sofa, lowered his eyes, and gently pushed aside Song Yuyan's bangs with his palm, "Xiaoyan, now I can see you every day."
The corners of the man's eyes slightly curved, the corners of his mouth rose sharply, and a loving smile appeared on his handsome face as he looked at the sleeping girl. His smile would only smile at Song Yuyan when she didn't notice it. , He didn’t know why, but the man looked at Song Yuyan’s sleeping face for a while, then walked back to the chair, sat down, and continued to write approval documents related to the document with cold eyes.
The next morning, Song Yuyan woke up and looked at the room with her eyes. Last night, she was carried back to the villa from the company by Nan Zeyu. Song Yuyan sat on the bed, trying to remember What happened yesterday, then, when she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the sofa in the villa, and the next thing she saw was Aunt Ye's beautiful face looking at her.
Song Yuyan knocked her head and closed her eyes in pain. How could she let Nan Zeyu take her back from the company? Is this really embarrassing? Song Yuyan quickly washed up, walked out of the bathroom, sat on the dressing table, and combed her hair. At this time, there was a knock on the door. She quickly stood up, walked to the door of the room, and opened the door.
Li Ma stood at the door and looked at Song Yuyan with burning eyes and said: Miss Song, breakfast is ready. The young master asked me to tell you that after breakfast, you will go to the company with him to work. Song Yuyan froze in place, so fast? Go to work in his company with him?
Song Yuyan’s eyes were startled, and then she looked at Ma Li with a sweet face and said: Okay, I understand, Ma Li. Li Ma looked at Song Yuyan with a smile, then turned and left. Song Yuyan quickly walked to the closet, opened the closet door, and looked at the clothes in the closet closely. Since she was going to work today and entered the workplace, she shouldWhat should I wear?
She looked at every carefully matched piece of clothing in the wardrobe. Half an hour later, Song Yuyan walked downstairs quickly. Nan Zeyu raised his eyes and looked at the stairs. Song Yuyan was wearing a leather black waist dress today, with a snow-white woolen sweater on her upper body. Paired with a camel coat, she looked pure and flawless, clean and yet sweet.
Song Yuyan walked to the dining room and sat on a chair. Nan Zeyu ate the corn noodles in the bowl. He looked at Song Yuyan closely and said: You are good at matching clothes, Xiaoyan, eat quickly. After eating, go to the company with me to work. Song Yuyan said nothing, lowered her eyes and looked at the meals on the table. Such a rich breakfast?
Ye Mingxuan looked at Song Yuyan and said with a smile: There is quite a lot of breakfast. I don’t know what you like. Just eat more of what you like, Xiaoyan. Song Yuyan raised her eyes and looked at Ye Mingxuan. His mother smiled so beautifully every day and was such a kind person. Song Yuyan looked at Ye Mingxuan with a sweet smile and said, "Okay, Auntie Ye, you should also eat more."
Nan Zeyu ate very quickly and finished his breakfast in a few minutes. He stood up, looked at Song Yuyan and said softly: Come out when you are done eating. I will wait for you at the door of the villa. When Song Yuyan heard what Nan Zeyu said, she ate the corn noodles in the bowl at a faster pace. Her face was red from eating, and then she swallowed all the noodles and stood up from the chair. She looked at Ye Mingxuan's slurred voice. :Auntie Ye, I've finished eating. You eat more slowly. By the way, I'm going to work at the Nan Head Office today. I won't say any more. I'll leave first.
Song Yuyan said and coughed: Choking, it choked me to death. She picked up a glass of fresh water and hot lemon juice on the dining table and drank it in one gulp, feeling that her throat was relieved. Then she turned around, took the bag hanging behind the chair, and ran quickly to the door of the villa.
Ye Mingxuan, who was eating breakfast, looked at Song Yuyan's running figure in a panic and said: "Why is this Xiaoyan running so fast?" Xiaoyu is really urging this child so much. She just discovered that Song Yuyan was wearing stiletto heels. What if she accidentally ran too fast and got a sprain on her foot? She was worried, frowned, got up from the chair, and trotted to follow.
When Ye Mingxuan ran out of the door of the villa, she saw the silhouette of a Ferrari driving away. Ye Mingxuan shook her head. Inside the Ferrari, Nan Zeyu looked at the text on the laptop with a cold expression. Song Yuyan sat in the car and looked out the window. Assistant Bai drove very steadily. No matter how fast he drove, there would be no sudden braking.
An hour later, the Ferrari stopped at the entrance of Nan Group Company. The man raised his eyes, closed his laptop, looked at Assistant Bai and said coldly: Assistant Bai, what day is it today. Assistant Bai quickly turned around, looked at President Nan and whispered: President Nan, today is Saturday, tomorrow is Sunday. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan. As soon as Song Yuyan looked back, she met Nanze Ennan's deep and cold eyes. She hurriedly picked up her bag and opened the car door.
Nan Zeyu frowned, am I so terrible? After getting off the car, Nan Zeyu quickly walked to Song Yuyan.Yan turned her eyes to look at the tall man beside her, and said in a sweet voice: Ayu, I'm not ready yet. I have to go to work today? Nan Zeyu curled his lips, walked up to Song Yuyan, looked at Song Yuyan and said: Well, you passed the retest yesterday, and you can go to work today.
The man's voice was cold and stern. His entire tall body shrouded Song Yuyan's shoulders, so Song Yuyan could only raise her eyes to look at Nan Zeyu. Song Yuyan walked into Nan Zeyu leisurely. At the entrance of the Group Company, Nan Zeyu followed behind, looking at Song Yuyan's cute little waist, damn, she is wearing a sweater, why is her waist line so obvious?
Song Yuyan nervously walked into the lobby of Nan's Group Company. Countless employees running past stopped and looked at Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan stared blankly ahead. Suddenly, a man's cold voice appeared. In the company lobby, he said coldly to the employees at work: There is a new employee in the company, Song Yuyan, who is a good friend of mine. Please take care of her!
Song Yuyan suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Nan Zeyu. , Nan Zeyu, what does he want to do? Want