Chapter 676 (1/2)

When he opened the door and walked into the office, Ding Yi was a little absent-minded for a short time.

There is a beautiful woman standing in the office. She is wearing a short skirt with a tight buttock and a white jade like shoulder. The skirt is like a cloth wrapped around her waist and buttocks, showing her exquisite curves one by one.

All over her body, she seemed to see the cloth, not so much the skirt she was wearing as the bath towel.

”Mr. Ding, you are so young.” Hong Jiaomai moves her long white legs to Ding Yi step by step, and reaches out her hand.

Ding Yi's eyes are not attracted by her long legs and buttocks skirt, nor by her fragrant shoulders, but always stare at her face.

It's not that Hong Jiao is beautiful.

No matter how beautiful she is, she is not as beautiful as Lin Yinger or little super girl.

But she's very much like a person, almost 90% of them.

This makes Ding Yi almost think that he is in a dream.

Who does Hong Jiao look like?

Like Chu ming'er, the imperial concubine of Tianhe.

”I hope we can meet again at henggu college one day.” The woman who, in order to leave the palace, doesn't want to pay any price, even sells her body to Ding Yi in exchange for freedom.

Hong Jiao has nine points like Chu ming'er.

If it wasn't for her sexy modern clothes, if she changed into ancient clothes, if she pulled up her long hair, Ding Yi would think that she had seen Chu Minger.

Looking at Ding Yi's dull face, Hong Jiao doesn't realize that her beauty has conquered Ding Yi.

She knows that beauties like xiaochaonu and wenyongshi have a good relationship with Ding Yi.

She can't compare with those two, but why is Ding Yi so absent-minded?

”Mr. Ding has seen me before?” Hong Jiao and Ding Yi shake hands. Her small hands are very comfortable and as smooth as a baby's.

Then he turned and walked over: ”tea or coffee.”

She turned her back to Ding Yi. When she left, her tight skirt twisted and swayed, and her little buttocks swayed rhythmically. She looked very sexy.

”No, I have a friend who looks like you.” Ding Yi wry smile: ”I thought, my friend came to Nanzhou to find me.”

”I wish I were your friend.” Hong Jiao stands in front of the table, with tea and coffee in front of her. She turns around and stares at Ding Yi, as if waiting for Ding Yi's orders.

”Tea.” Ding Yilian is busy.

”Sit down for a while, and you'll be ready in a minute.” Hong Jiao brews tea quickly, turns to Ding Yi, bends slightly and puts it down gently.

She is facing Ding Yi. When she bends down, her skirt collar looks like a piece of wrapped cloth, which is white.

Ding Yi doesn't have to look up. With a glance up, he can almost see the pink underwear and large white jade inside.

Is this sex appeal? Ding Yi is silent.

However, Hong Jiao soon got up, which gave Ding Yi a feeling that she had not finished. Did she put it away before she saw it?

She got up, took a chair, pulled it in front of Ding Yi, and sat down with her legs crossed and her legs crossed.

Her skirt is really short. As soon as she sits down and her legs crisscross, Ding Yi's eyes are full of white thighs.

Two slender legs swing around in front of Ding Yi's eyes. She sits still and has elegant temperament: ”come on, what can I do for you? If you want to find my father, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do? ”

Ding Yi took a sip of tea, then put down the cup, stared at her beautiful legs, and said with a smile, ”how can your father stop?”

”He won't stop when his son dies.” Hong Jiao light way: ”he even I don't care, you say what can let him stop?”

”Does he care about you, or does he believe I won't mess with you?” Ding Yi said with a smile, ”what will your father do if I mess with you first?”

”You can try?” Hong Jiao puts down her legs and grabs her off shoulder skirt. She has no expression on her face and tears it hard.

Hiss, the skirt was torn by her in a flash.

She slowly stood up and watched the broken skirt slowly slide out. Her white and graceful body appeared in front of Ding Yi like a perfect work of art.

”Believe it or not, no matter how many people you find, my father will not stop. Revenge is his only idea now.”

She stands upright, expressionless, as if waiting for Ding Yi to go up and destroy her.

There was no fear or hope in her eyes, like a puppet without emotion.

Ding Yi looks at her quietly, and she also lets Ding Yi look at her.

After waiting for half a minute, Ding Yi slowly stood up and walked to Hong Jiao.

Hong Jiao's expression did not change, and her breathing began to be a little short.

”I heard that you don't have a boyfriend and have never been in love?” Ding Yi walks up to her and reaches out the index finger of her right hand to lift her chin.

Hong Jiao is not afraid to stare at Ding Yi's eyes. Her eyes are very unyielding and unconvinced.