My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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"Stay here and don't move, I will come back in a moment!"

Jing Yichen coldly commanded, the tone was full of domineering and undoubted.

Shangguan Ning shrank his whole body under the blanket, nodding obediently as if he was deceived.

A few minutes later, Jing Yichen walked in with a steaming bowl of **** soup.

Shangguan Ning wanted to get up, but was directly hugged by a powerful arm.

Her pajamas had only a thin layer. His arms had been pulled up because of the **** soup, so she could clearly feel the temperature of his arms.

She was not used to such intimacy, but she closed her mouth obediently under Jing Yichen's sharp eyes.

His eyes are colder than the ice outside!

She took the **** soup cooked by him carefully and drank slowly.

The warm **** soup warmed Shangguan Ning's stomach, making her a lot more comfortable, and her body began to recover gradually, not as cold as before.

Jing Yichen saw that she had finished drinking, and put the bowl on the table next to it. Then in Shangguan Ning's shocked eyes, she lifted her quilt, took her feet out, rubbed her big hand, and rubbed it lightly. stand up.

"Don't don't, I'll come by myself!" Shangguan Ning hurriedly stopped, her feet were held, and her face instantly turned red.

Jing Yichen turned a deaf ear and still massaged her feet.

Her feet had been frozen because of the long time exposed, even if she was covered in the quilt, there was no temperature at all.

He held her delicate and beautiful ankle tightly, not letting her pull her feet back.

"Don't move, just a moment!"

Shangguan Ning was taken aback by his cold tone, afraid to move anymore, for fear of annoying him.

The scorching temperature of his big hand came from his feet, and a strange feeling spread all over his body.

Jing Yichen originally just wanted to warm her feet, but rubbing and rubbing, her eyes were involuntarily attracted.

Her feet were slender and fair, like a delicate piece of sheep fat jade, and her five toes were round and lovely, revealing a light pink color, like beautiful pearls, without any flaws.

He squeezed her two beautiful feet back and forth, moving more and more gently.

Shangguan Ning pulled his foot back while he was not paying attention.

She blushed and whispered, "Okay..."

If someone told her before that, Jing Yichen would warm and pinch a woman's feet, and Shangguan Ning would not believe it.

A noble, elegant, cold, indifferent person like him cannot serve others.

However, today, the facts are before her eyes, giving her a dreamlike trance.

Jing Yichen didn't force her any more, turned around and took the medicine in: "You're cold, take the medicine and go to sleep, a bowl of **** soup won't do much."

Shangguan Ning obediently took the medicine from his hand and delivered it with warm water.

Then in his oppressive eyes, he quickly lay down in the bed and covered himself tightly.

Jing Yichen's eyes moved away from her chest and she swallowed spit involuntarily.

The neckline of her suspender nightdress was a little low, and the beautiful spring that had just appeared made him almost lose his self-control.

He no longer looked at her, raised his hand neatly and turned off the light. Under Shangguan Ning's inexplicable eyes, he lifted the quilt and lay in.

"Zhao Zhao Zhao...Mr. Zhao!" Shangguan Ning, like a frightened rabbit, immediately sat up holding the quilt in a panic.

Does this person have consciousness!

"Ok?"

Jing Yichen responded softly, with a subtle tone, with a bewitching sexiness.

"Let's sleep like this... isn't it good?" Shangguan Ning was very anxious and wanted to run out immediately, but found that he had nowhere to go!

Jing Yichen glanced at her, then hugged the man into his arms and said lightly, "I like to sleep like this?"

Shangguan froze coldly into a sturdy arms, shy and angry: "You have to measure in! It's my fault I thought you were a good person! Let me go, I'm going out!"

"It doesn't matter if I'm a good person or not. The important thing is that you can't get out tonight." Jing Yichen smiled, ignoring her struggles, and hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Obey, sleep like this today, I'm tired, don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while."

His voice was hoarse, and it seemed to reveal endless tiredness, which made people feel distressed.

Shangguan Ning listened to his strong heartbeat, and his face was red.

He was not used to being held by him, but surprisingly comfortable. She looked up at him, and he seemed to be more handsome and softer than usual under the moonlight, and the five senses were perfectly carved.

In the night, she heard clearly that her heartbeat was accelerating.

If this is a dream, let her be capricious once in this beautiful dream!

She no longer struggled, close to Jing Yichen's broad and warm arms, closed her eyes and entered a dream.

Jing Yichen waited for her to fall asleep before slowly opening her eyes.

He gently stroked her supple green silk, looked at her beautiful face, listened to her even breathing, and his heart was filled.

He gently printed a kiss on her full and clean forehead and hugged her into his arms to make her sleep more comfortable.

It was such a fool, it was so easy to believe him.

With a gorgeous beauty in his arms, he needed strong self-control to endure it.

When she is in good health, he will not let her go!

The next morning, Shangguan Ning's biological clock awakened her from her sleep on time.

She opened her eyes, the sun was shining outside, and the people around her were no longer there.

She sighed in relief.

The wound on the head still hurts, perhaps because of the cold. Shangguan Ning felt that his brain was dizzy and his nose was a little blocked. The whole person had little energy.

She lifted the quilt and got up ready to get out of bed to wash, but looked at her nightdress, but felt extremely inappropriate.

Last night Jing Yichen watched her chest look too hot, can not just swing out.

She turned out a white thin sweater from the closet, and the size should be Jing Yichen's.

She hesitated for a moment, but she still put it on.

Jing Yichen was tall, and his clothes were worn on her, so that he could cover his buttocks together. In this way, the nightdress only showed a short hem.

Shangguan Ning was very satisfied and took his sleeves to wash in the bathroom.

But as soon as she entered the bathroom, she bumped into a strong red. Bare chest-bore.

She whispered, and then the wicked complained first: "You don't have any voice inside? Why don't you close the door!"

"Did it hurt?" Jing Yichen said, reaching out and rubbing the tip of her red nose, her voice was always cold, but her tone revealed an indulgent indulgence.

Shangguan Ning looked at his sturdy chest and chest, as well as the two light red beans, the whole face was warm.

"No...nothing!"

Seeing that she was fine, Jing Yichen withdrew her hand and walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

When I walked to the door, he listened to him lightly: "It looks good in my clothes."

Shangguan condensed more embarrassment, staring at him fiercely, staring at his back.