My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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The black knife has not been in vain for so many years. He has a good grasp of the size. He said that he will compromise after a while, and he is immediately investigated.

Soon, Vice President Heifeng was brought in.

Heidao only asked a few words to make sure the list was taken by Heifeng in private. The Heihong Society has always strictly prohibited private orders. No one dares to take private orders on weekdays. Heifeng dares to take risks. It must be very tempting, and the risks are also very high.

Jing Yichen said coldly: "Who is the home?"

Heifeng glanced at him and said disdainfully: "Boy, how old are you, I'm in charge of your business, hurry home and drink milk!"

Jing Yichen was still expressionless, not angry at the words of Heifeng, but just coldly commanded Ahu: "Let him speak!"

A Huhanhou showed a smile on his face, and the invincible Black Wind did not see how he moved, he was restrained, and then his arms and chin were removed with a click.

However, the black wind, which had experienced the battle of life and death, gritted his teeth silently, let Ahu kick.

Jing Yichen knew that no one could bear Ahu's torture, but if he encountered a strong perseverance, it would take a long time.

And he didn't want to waste time.

"Ahu is back, Muqing!"

Mu Qing's eyes have been shining, and the worship of Jing Yichen has reached a new height.

At this time, Jing Yichen heard him shouting at him, learning the appearance of the younger brothers, and bent over him ninety degrees: "Yes, Jing Shao!"

He took out the silver needle from his body, glanced at the black wind with his arm off, and seemed to have some pity on him.

Muqing spotted an acupuncture point and pierced it gently.

As the long silver needle pierced, the black wind that had been silent for a while suddenly screamed, and the other men of the black knife in the room heard the scream, and their scalp numb.

When he penetrated the second root, the black wind finally couldn't bear it anymore, screaming: "I said I said, don't tie it!"

Mu Qing nodded with satisfaction: "I'll say, the person who can carry the third stitch is not human, you are still human!" After he finished, he looked at Jing Yichen, who had nowhere to go.

Everyone could not help looking at Jing Yichen.

Could it be that this very young-looking man has carried the third stitch? !

Hei Dao looked at the painful black wind that had been convulsing and convulsing, and he couldn't help abdominal defamation: this living king, the whole person's means was upgraded again!

Soon, Jing Yichen got the answer he wanted and took Ahu and Muqing out of the dungeon.

When they returned to the villa, it was almost noon.

As soon as Mu Qing entered the door, his feet had not stood firm, he saw a figure flying towards him like a shadow.

Without thinking, he ran away with his legs.

Then the whole villa echoed the screams of a woman and the wailing of a man.

Shangguan Ningban leaned on the white leather sofa in the living room, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This morning, she has heard Zhao Anan talk about a man named Mu Qing, who is just there.

As soon as Jing Yichen entered the living room, he saw Shangguan Ning quietly smiling.

The warm sun shone on her pale face, and the smile seemed to melt the snow.

His heart beat suddenly.

He couldn't help but approached her and whispered, "I'm very happy?"

Shangguan condensed his eyes, looked at the handsome man in front of him, smiled and nodded slightly: "An An is a pistachio."

"How did it come out? You are not hurt so badly, you should go back and lie down."

"It's okay, it's all minor injuries. I asked An An to help me out. I'm not that squeamish yet..."

Before her words were finished, Jing Yichen was hugged horizontally.

Shangguan Ning could not help but exclaimed, and he was even forgotten to breathe in surprise.

"Both days of lying down, the doctor has seen it for a while and said he can get out of bed and get out of bed."

She was held in his arms by him, she could smell the fresh and good smell on him, could feel the faint body temperature on him, and even hear his strong heartbeat.

His big hands clasped her thighs, and a hot temperature passed from his palms.

Shangguanning's face "teng" suddenly turned red, and stuttered: "I...I can go, you...let me down..."

Jing Yichen looked at her blushing, inexplicably in a good mood, but was willing to let go of her.

But the room was so close to the living room, he felt like he had walked a few steps to the bed.

He reluctantly put her down carefully and let her lie down.

"Shall I talk to you?"

His voice was surprisingly gentle, with a hint of natural sensuality and bewitching.

Shangguanning's heart jumped in disappointment.

She slowed her heartbeat until the heat on her face receded before raising her head, saying in a calm tone: "No, thank you... yesterday... thank you too!"

Jing Yichen chuckled softly, with a low hum.

His pair of eyes, which had always been cold in the past, were warm smiles at the moment, as if there was a vortex, letting people involuntarily fall into it.

Today, Jing Yichen is definitely not normal, and she, Shangguan Ning, feels that she is also very abnormal.

She is not a person who judges people by appearance, nor is she so easily moved.

Isn't it the sequelae of the drug?

After thinking for a while, she finally thought of a reasonable explanation.

Shangguan Ning looked at Jing Yichen's handsome face that turned upside-down beings, and suddenly felt that if he had always been as gentle and jade as he is now, instead of the indifferent inhumanity as before, no one could resist his charm.

Perhaps she will be no exception.

Jing Yichen noticed that Shangguan Ning had been staring at him, his lips slightly raised, and his voice sounded like the most beautiful piano sound: "What's wrong? My eyes don't blink."

Shangguan Ning heard the jokes in his tone, but was not annoyed, and smiled back to him: "I thought I was not a person who judges people by appearance, but grows like you, and you can't do it without judgement by appearance."

This means he is handsome.

No one has ever praised him in this way, and she has innovated again.

Jing Yichen was in a good mood, and his words were spoiled with spontaneity: "You can't make people do not judge people by their appearance."

Shangguan Ning could not help touching his face, thinking that Jing Yichen was just being polite with her.

A person like him drives a sports car worth tens of millions, and even owns his own helicopter. At first glance, it is a family son. What kind of woman have never seen?

Her appearance is far from stunning.

She gently shook her head and did not continue the topic.

Sometimes she doesn't speak through her brain, she can't always praise a man's good looks, people will mistake her for something else.

The room suddenly became a little quiet. Jing Yichen was not a talkative person. Shangguan Ning did not want to talk too much, but the two did not feel uncomfortable.

They are clearly unfamiliar at all, why is there always a feeling of knowing for a long time?

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to know his name yet.