My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Shangguan Ning listened to Jing Yichen's words and finally felt a lot better.

She also hopes that their marriage is not impulsive.

She chose to divorce when it was a last resort, which was her last protection.

Jing Yichen arrogantly and strongly intervened in her life. She thought that she could achieve a life as calm as him, but in fact it was not like that at all.

In the face of a man like him, no woman can feel calm.

What's more, he's spoiled and gentle with her, unprecedented, she can feel the little care and concern in life.

This is the first time she has felt the warmth from others in so many years. In her messy life, there is too much indifference and deception, so she greedyly wants to keep this warmth.

It's just that for the first time today, she had doubts. Was this warmth just her alone?

There is such a mysterious woman in his life. Even though he hasn't seen him in ten years, he still values ​​her so much.

In her clear eyes, the confusion was so obvious that Jing Yichen could not ignore it.

He was annoyed in her heart, and she still hesitated for a while.

The big hand suddenly violently pulled her clothes apart, and the powerful force made the buttons fall apart.

Shangguan condensed his mind, and shyly and anxiously covered his chest. His beautiful eyes stared at him angrily: "What are you doing, you can talk well!"

The plump underwear wrapped her plump and mellow, her hands **** squeezed into the snow white, making them a little deformed, but more and more attractive.

Jing Yichen's breath became slightly heavy. He wrapped her waist around her, restrained his impulse, and slowly explained to her: "Fool, why are you always fighting her."

"I had found her before I married you. If I look at her, I would have married her long ago, not to mention that she is in the United States, even on Mars, I will also catch her to the earth. I will pick her up When I came back, I owed her, and things were a bit complicated. I will explain to you slowly in the future."

"Now, my wife, we have more important things to do."

He said, and reached out to untie her underwear, stripping her upper body completely, exposing her smooth and delicate fragrance shoulders and full chest.

Shangguan was confounded and indignant, his white face flushed red, and some stuttered: "I...I believe you are not enough, you let me put on clothes first, so I can't talk..."

Jing Yichen looked at her ashamed, with a smile on his handsome face.

He finally knew her weakness: she would only be convinced of weakness when she stripped off her clothes!

He easily removed her troublesome hands and covered her fullness with his big hand, squeezing it lightly.

Shangguan Ning punches and kicks, but does not play any role at all.

She was anxious and took a bite on his shoulder.

Jing Yichen said nothing, Quan Dang was bitten by a mosquito, and reached out and went to the bottom of her skirt.

Shangguan Ning bit his lip, not panicking, just wanting to bite him again, the phone in his pocket just rang.

Jing Yichen didn't want to take the lead, but Shangguan Ning urged him: "If you have a call, answer it quickly!"

Being disturbed by good things, he was very annoyed. He had to turn off the phone when he picked up the phone, but at a glance he saw the name displayed on the phone screen: Jing Zhongxiu.

There was a hint of coldness in his black eyes. He answered the phone and waited for Jingzhong to repair his mouth. Then he said, "I will go back!"

He said only three words, then hung up the phone with impunity, then pecked on Shangguanning's red lips, and said: "Let's let go of you today. Someone complained. I have to go back and hit my face."

No matter what he is going to do, Shangguanning will thank God as long as he can go.

She hugged her chest with both hands and let him kiss without any resistance, fearing that he would arouse his desire to conquer again.

Jing Yichen actually wanted to hug her to the bed at this moment and completely strip her, but he could hardly hold it back.

He must deal with Jing Yiran's affairs as soon as possible, and give him a lesson so that he will not dare to act lightly, otherwise he will not easily let Shangguan Ning.

Nothing is more important than her safety.

He put on his clothes again and took Ahu back to Jing's house.

Jingjia’s villa is located on a hillside on the outskirts of the city, covering an area of ​​tens of acres. Built like a palace, it is not only magnificent, but also guarded.

Although Jing Yichen returned to Jing's home only a few times since he was an adult, all the guards at Jing's home immediately let him off at the sight of his car, and he entered the villa unimpeded.

Through the garden-like courtyard, as soon as I entered the door, I heard a woman's suppressed cry.

"How can the young master be so heavy, Yiran's nose bone is broken, and four stitches are sewed on his head! The young master is your son, isn't Yiran? You have been facing him for many years, I never said What, but if you indulge him so much, maybe Yi Ran was killed by him that day!"

The housekeeper of the Jing family was the first to see Jing Yichen, and said with surprise and delight: "Master, Master is back!"

Jing Zhongxiu's gaze turned from Jing Yiran, who was wrapped like a dumpling, to the door. When he saw Jing Yichen, his expression did not change much, but he said lightly, "Come in!"

He sat on the sofa, without the kindness and tenderness of his face when he saw Shangguan Ning, but only coldness and oppression.

If outsiders see it, at this moment, they will feel that Jing Zhongxiu and Jing Yichen's father and son are strangely similar in appearance, expression, and temperament.

But Jing Yiran, who escaped frivolous, cynical, and always smiled with evil spirits on his face, was completely different from Jing Zhongxiu. Most of his looks were inherited from his mother Zhang Rong.

It's just that Zhang Rong's temperament is gentle, and he has always been gentle and gentle, and does not have the kind of seductiveness of Jing Yiran.

She was holding her son at the moment, and the crying pear blossoms carried rain, and even her gentle voice became a little sharp, which showed that she was very angry.

But Jing Yiran, who was lazy leaning on the sofa, didn't seem to feel her sadness at all. In a pair of beautiful peach eyes, she looked at Jing Yichen provocatively.

Jing Yichen gave him a cold look, strode to him in stride, and in Zhang Rong's frightened eyes, he punched him hard in the face.

The wound that had just been sewn immediately cracked, and the blood immediately penetrated the white gauze on Jing Yiran's head.

Jing Zhongxiu didn't expect him to play Jingyi in his own face, and said with a cold face: "Stop!"

The palm of the hand and the back of the hand are flesh. Although Jing Yiran is stubborn, although his birth was an accident, he is still the son of Jing Zhongxiu.

Zhang Rong is right, he has always been a bit biased towards Jing Yichen, because he has no mother since he was a child, because he is very similar to him from the inside out.

He had high hopes for him.

However, this does not mean that he will allow him to bully Jing Yiran at will.