The body was suddenly turned over. When Lu Zhihuan regained consciousness, her posture changed to lying on the French window.

The bottom of her eyes is an endless field of vision. The height of 101 floors makes her feel inexplicably flustered. She's a little afraid of heights.

"Are you afraid?"

Nian yingyao's body timely pasted up from behind her. The man's thin lips leaned against her ear and asked in a low voice in a lazy tone.

For a moment, Lu Zhihuan felt in a trance. I don't even know whether Nian yingyao is asking her whether she is afraid of this man or at this height.

"Afraid."

Her breath was disorderly lying on the glass window, and the heat from her mouth rendered a fuzzy mass on the glass. Facing Nian yingyao's questions, she finally chose to show weakness.

The man's hand around her waist, comfortable and evil, swam around her, soft and ambiguous, but there was no substantive further development.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, grab and let go, grab and let go, cycle like this, and don't want to swallow it.

"Don't be afraid of me."

At this time, the bodies of Nian yingyao and Lu Zhihuan were close together, even without meaning. The man licked her sensitive earlobe, and the words suddenly became affectionate and murmured like a lover.

Lu Zhihuan, who has always been calm and rational, has a blank brain at this moment. From such an angle, she can't see the expression on Nian yingyao's face behind her, but the words he just said made layers of ripples in her heart.

As sincere as a promise.

Don't be afraid with me.

Promise, in her previous life, she once believed that man's promise like her life. And now? Can she believe it?

Inexplicably confused and confused, Lu Zhihuan quickly regained consciousness in the next second. Taking advantage of Nian yingyao's slight indulgence in her long hair, she suddenly turned around again, climbed to Ying Yao's neck with both hands, and kissed the man enthusiastically and actively.

Promise, man, love words. Once she was buried in such a sugar coated shell. Now, want her to believe these hypocritical things, ha ha, ridiculous!

Nian yingyao didn't avoid Lu Zhihuan's kiss this time. He also warmly responded to this little woman with changeable emotions. His dark brown eyes were filled with an impenetrable smile.

The flames were burning, and the passionate men and women hugged and kissed warmly. The woman gave a soft voice, and Lu Zhihuan slightly opened her misty eyes. She stared at Nian yingyao's eyes that had not been closed.

There is only one voice in her heart: she wants to win! She depends on this man to win beauty!

meanwhile.

With the sound of the magazine falling to the ground, Lisa, who had just finished the meeting, looked angry and walked past the magazine cover she had thrown away.

"Look, who made our teacher Lisa so angry?"

Lisa just walked into her office. On the sofa beside her, Coran Eaton stood up and greeted her with a smile.

"It's Lanyi. Hey, the general meeting just held in the year was going to make me angry and spit blood."

Although Lisa is now a new vocal music training teacher, she has always been Ke Lanyi's only vocal music teacher. Seeing her proud disciples coming, she suddenly make complaints about the vomit.

"Oh? I seldom participate in the company's meetings?"

Kelanyi originally came to ask Lisa about her upcoming concert. Hearing Lisa say so, she became curious.

"You also feel strange, don't you? President Nian still came to specially hold this new person training meeting. Just now, he directly asked the two new people I had trained for a long time to leave the company, leaving only the Lu Zhihuan. He also asked our mentors to take out all their energy and package the Lu Zhihuan!"

The more Lisa said, the more angry he was, and the look of anger on the face that covered the foundation looked particularly grim.

"What are you talking about?"

Ke Lanyi was shocked, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help opening up. Painted with Dan Kou's hands, he held them tightly, and his eyebrows wrinkled up. It's deer Zhihuan again!

Yingyao held a meeting in person for this newcomer!

This is a rare thing in the company.

"This deer is not simple!"

Lisa soon returned to her usual appearance after venting. She stood there, looked at Chloe with her eyes, and said such a word like a reminder.

"I'm always optimistic about this newcomer in the coming year. Since it's the special care of the president, teacher Lisa will work a lot harder."

Even though his heart was unbalanced, kelanyi was calm on the surface. Instead, she comforted Lisa with a smile.

"Anyway, the newcomer is the newcomer. Even if she is given such excellent conditions, it is useless without talent. We Lanyi will always be the best."

Lisa quickly realized the meaning of Chloe's words and smiled at her proud apprentice.

"Thank you, teacher. This is a gift I brought you last time in Paris. I will work hard for you in my upcoming concert."

Ke Lanyi smiled so beautifully that she took out a beautifully packaged jewelry box from her bag and stuffed it into Lisa's hand.

Lisa smiled without saying a word, and one hand naturally took Chloe's gift. The two people immediately looked at each other and smiled. The strange atmosphere was inexplicably diffuse

Dance training room.

Lu Zhihuan, who came out of Nian yingyao's office, soon got into training.

She was sweating in the mirror again, but she couldn't help thinking about what she had just found in Nian yingyao's office.

They kissed with extra emotion. Originally, they thought that the man would be animal and asked her directly on the desk.

But at the most critical time, Nian yingyao released her, and then it seemed that nothing had happened and had to let her leave.

Lu Zhihuan didn't understand. The woman's intuition obviously told her that Nian yingyao reacted to himself.

But every time he asks for himself, he stops.

This made Lu Zhihuan very confused and even inexplicably... Disappointed.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhihuan shook her head vigorously. Shit, why did she feel disappointed? It's Yin Dang! Lu Zhihuan, you color girl, Nian yingyao looks a little better.

He's got it. She's almost out of it!

Like punishing these inexplicable evil thoughts in her mind, Lu Zhihuan jumped up harder. She jumped up high and wanted to fly like a light butterfly. Sweat was waving around her. Her graceful posture was shining in the light, which was so beautiful.

At this time, a burst of crisp applause sounded, which was particularly clear in the low music playing in the dance room.

"You dance very well."

The voice of the stranger behind her immediately sounded. Lu Zhihuan looked up at the landing mirror in front of her. The figure reflected in the mirror was like a bolt from the blue, attacking her body.

The dance stopped suddenly and she fell heavily to the ground. The sweat on her forehead fell quietly on her pale face

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