C44 (2/2)
”Kiss me …”
He wasn't an unruly person.
Even though he had a fiancee, An Ruo Mo, for the past five years, it didn't feel right. He hadn't even touched a single finger of hers.
”No!” What do you think I am? Five years later, do you think I will be stronger than you again!? ” With a sudden push, her fingers tore apart the man's handsome face!
”Hiss …”
He didn't sleep at all, and even ruthlessly scratched his face.
Only then did he rush into the bathroom at lightning speed.
After a night of cold showers.
That night, An Shengxia returned the card that was as smooth as foam.
”You're not allowed to tell anyone about what happened last night!”
For a noble young master to not be able to eat a single woman, that was simply a joke!
”Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, I promise!”
On the contrary, she thought he was a little cute.
Unexpectedly, he was quite a man and didn't force her …
However, An Shengxia had never thought that the jobless her would become a personal stylist of Quan Yao.
He would stay close to her for 24 hours, whenever she called for him.
”After all, with my identity, I will be attending any social gathering at any time. I do not wish to have any flaws in my personal image.”
An Shengxia had no way to refute this.
She owed five million!
”Does it look good?” He had already noticed more than once that An Shengxia was infatuated with his handsome face, and Quan Yao's actions of tapping on his keyboard had caused him to pause, giving her a mocking glance.
”Take another look. It's not like you're missing meat. Besides, it's just the two of us here!”
She and his desk were only a meter apart.
What's more, men at work are so handsome that they fall out of shape. She couldn't help but stare at him in a daze. It wasn't like she did it on purpose.
”Let me ask you, does it look good?”
”Also …” ”It's not bad.” After coughing a few times, An Shengxia's face turned red.
”You don't want to do anything else besides watch?”
Pushing away the document at his hand, Quan Yao walked a few steps forward with his long legs towards An Shengxia.
He looked at her silently, his long fingers slowly unbuttoning the buttons of his white shirt.