Office love affairs: beautiful boss fall in love with me

In a moment, Fu Zhenxin returned wrapped in a blanket again, pulled it out of Kun's bag and took out a bag of unopened sanitary napkins. Then he hurried into the bathroom.

Somehow, Huang Xing always feels that all this is like a sign before the storm. This can be called a stunning sexy beauty. Her character is like dry firewood that has been exposed to the sun for a hundred years. As expected, after Fu Zhenxin finished a series of physiological care in the bathroom, she returned to the scene angrily, dressed neatly in front of Huang Xing, and scolded: Huang Xing, you are really my nemesis for Fu Zhenxin. I haven't had a good day since you came to Xinyuan company!

Huang Xing said with a wry smile: Mr. Fu, you are too extreme!

Fu Zhenxin asked: am I extreme or are you too obscene? Who gives you the power to live in the same room with me? Who gives you the power to take off my clothes?

Seeing that she has been aggressive, Huang Xing is not only not grateful, but sarcastic, and can't help getting angry. Huang Xing raised his voice: Mr. Fu, I thought you would appreciate me. If it hadn't been for me, you would have died last night-----

Fu Zhenxin snorted coldly: Thank you? For what? Just because you're a big hooligan?

Huang Xing angrily said: am I a hooligan? I am a hooligan. You have long been ---------- Fu Zhenxin. Is it true that no matter what I do, I won't fall into your eyes. No matter what I think for you, you think I'm wrong? Think it over for yourself. What's wrong with me?

Without waiting for Fu Zhenxin to retort, Huang Xing twisted his body, opened the door and left quickly.

At the door of the hotel, Huang Xing smokes one by one.

Fu Zhenxin, however, was thinking with her eyebrows in the room.

Fifteen minutes later, Huang Xing heard a worried footstep, and then a low female voice sounded in his ear: sorry, maybe I wronged you!

Huang Xing couldn't believe that the word "sorry" came from Fu Zhenxin. At the moment of hearing this apology, Huang Xing did have a trace of surprise and surprise. But after careful speculation, he couldn't help frowning: maybe? The weight of these two words is so heavy.

Fu Zhenxin frowned gently and said: these two words are regarded as you give me a step.

Huang Xing asked: what do you say?

Fu Zhenxin said: I admit that I have prejudice against you. But... But I'd like to treat you to breakfast.

Huang Xing's head blew up. What logic is this? Because you are prejudiced against me, you want to treat me to breakfast? The connection between these two sentences is so irrelevant that it sounds so stiff.

But there is no doubt that Fu Zhenxin's face is indeed filled with an element of almost sincerity. It's hard for Huang Xing to imagine what kind of mental journey Fu Zhenxin had in this short quarter of an hour. However, it is very valuable for her to admit that she has prejudice against herself.

Huang Xing said: I invite you.

Fu Zhenxin lowered her head slightly, then raised her head and said: Yes.

Weird dialogue, weird logic.

Strange two people, stepping on the sound of out of step footsteps, went to snack street.

In their hearts, there are many things on their minds. In particular, the occurrence of last night made their behavior more strange and silent.

Fu Zhenxin has been thinking about how to face Deng Guanghui. Is it patience or outbreak?

She was a woman and almost suffered from the defilement of Deng Guanghui. Based on this, she had 11000 reasons to expose Deng Guanghui's ugly face; But as a businessman, she had to worry about the huge economic benefits created by Deng Guanghui for Xinyuan company. Once the skin is torn, the company will suffer heavy losses.

And Huang Xing has been waiting for Fu Zhenxin's final decision. He knew in his heart that Fu Zhenxin seemed to have a hard choice. He can understand her concerns.

During the meal, Fu Zhenxin was always worried.

Huang Xing wants to comfort her, but he doesn't know how to speak. After dinner, they returned to the hotel side by side.

Unexpectedly, when Huang Xing and Fu Zhenxin were ready to leave for Jinan, Deng Guanghui came to see them off.

Fu Zhenxin couldn't help saying that she came forward with two big mouths.

Deng Guanghui covered his face and constantly asked Fu Zhenxin to forgive him. He said that he drank too much yesterday and would only do such stupid things.

Fu Zhenxin refused to give up. They were deadlocked with each other.

Finally, Huang Xing patted Fu Zhenxin on the arm and left the hotel.

The journey home was like a rainbow. At four o'clock that afternoon, they arrived at Jinan Station.

Fu Jie personally drove to meet him.

Huang Xing won't think of what will be when he comes back to meet him this time

Fu Jie was going to arrange a meal in the evening to reward Huang Xing and Fu Zhenxin, but Fu Zhenxin said she was tired and wanted to go home and have a good sleep. It's best to sleep until dawn.

Fu Jie can only postpone the meal later.

In fact, Fu Zhenxin's real intention is to discuss Deng Guanghui with Fu Jie.

When Fu Zhenxin came home and talked to her sister, Huang Xing couldn't wait to get back to the rental house.

He wanted to take out his mobile phone to call Ouyang Mengjiao, but he thought he would still surprise the girl. So I bought some dishes in the vegetable market and prepared to have a long talk with Ouyang Mengjiao in the evening.

With a special state of mind, I returned to the rental house.

Huang Xing wants to cook a table of good dishes in person and share them with Ouyang Mengjiao when she comes back from work, but at the moment of unlocking the door, she feels an inexplicable desolation.

The room is neat, but it seems that something is missing.

A note, lying quietly on the small square table. Huang Xing walked over in doubt and was surprised.

The note said: Huang Xing, I'm gone. Take care.

The time belongs to yesterday afternoon.

She's gone?

Is she really gone?

Why don't you even make a phone call?

At this moment, Huang Xing felt very confused. Before going to Liaocheng, Ouyang Mengjiao did mention going to Beijing, but she didn't expect that she would choose such a way to leave quietly.

This feeling of loss, like Zhao Xiaoran running away from home, makes Huang Xing extremely sad.

Always want to have it again after losing it. If time can go back... At this moment, this song just sings Huang Xing's complex state of mind. At that time, Ouyang Mengjiao and herself came together because of a small coincidence. Huang Xing only thinks that she is a passer-by in her life. The ups and downs in bed will only become an indifferent memory sooner or later. But he didn't want to. When this day came, he felt dark and uneasy.

How can I forget that sexy and charming little dream?

How can we forget that her beautiful hands embrace her waist again and again; How can we forget the thrilling warmth again and again?

Huang Xing took out his mobile phone and dialed Ouyang Mengjiao's mobile phone number.

The sad standby bell makes Huang Xing suddenly want to cry.

She suddenly realized that all this was like a dream, but it was more real and painful than a dream.

But there was no answer until a voice prompt came: sorry, the number you dialed is not answered for the time being, please redial later

Huang Xing then dialed again, but no one answered.

More than a dozen calls were dialed out, and the result was just a series of sad RBTS.

Until Huang Xing was almost discouraged, he unexpectedly received a mysterious text message.

The message was sent by Ouyang Mengjiao. The content: I will come back.

What a mysterious Ouyang Mengjiao.

Huang Xing feels that he doesn't know her anymore.

Huang Xing scrambled several dishes and drank muggy wine aimlessly.

The more you drink, the more sour you feel.

Recalling the past scenes, Huang Xing couldn't help sighing sadly. Ouyang Mengjiao doesn't know how long she will go and whether she can return to Jinan again. The mysterious girl, since living with herself, has been covered with a hazy veil, so that she can't see through and touch. The clearest mark is the ups and downs in bed again and again. Huang Xing always thought that what Ouyang Mengjiao gave herself was nothing more than physical comfort, but she didn't understand until she left that she had been deeply involved.

Huang Xing drank a lot of wine and didn't lie in bed until about 11 o'clock. Hazy, the horn of battle sounded next door.

Habitually embrace around, only to remember the cruel facts. When people go to hollow out, they are no longer qualified to compete with the men and women next door.

Sad, heartfelt sad.

Listening to the trumpets next door, Huang Xing has no intention to aftertaste his great achievements in bed. But these auditory stimuli made his lower body soar. It is still so sensitive, but no one can unconditionally solve this physiological need for him like Ouyang Mengjiao.

The saddest thing in life is this.

But the little fierce general was really restless, and his desire was rolling and surging. With the sound of the Jiao bed next door, it rose to the sky, but it could not turn into a floating cloud.

Unnaturally, Huang Xing held the towering place with his hand

In his mind, he first remembered the first moment of bed with Ouyang Mengjiao.

But somehow, the imaginary heroine unexpectedly changed into Fu Jie. That noble, peerless beauty.

After the gun went off, he felt infinite entanglement in his heart again.

The next day, Xinyuan company.

Huang Xing didn't expect that he just left for a few days. When he returned to the company, it was a brand-new atmosphere.

When the staff saw Huang Xing, they were very polite and said "director Huang" one by one. Huang Xing can see from their expressions that this is by no means camouflage and politeness. Relatively speaking, Shan Dongyang, who is powerful and majestic, is still not well received by the employees. Although he comes to the company early every day and turns his back on the stairs, most of the employees take a detour and pretend not to see him.

As usual, the company starts roll call and military training at eight o'clock. In the past few days when Huang Xing went to Liaocheng, Shan Dongyang has been responsible for these two tasks. Because Fu Jie had previously handed over the matter to Huang Xing, Huang Xing wanted to perform his duties again, but unexpectedly, Shan Dongyang took the lead in standing in the center of the team, ready to go with a roster.

Huang Xing went over and said, director Shan, I'm back. I'd better leave it to me.

Shan Dongyang hesitated and said, you adapt first. The company has recruited a group of new employees these days. You should get familiar with them first.

Huang Xing said, OK.

Just after Shan Dongyang finished her name, the two sisters Fu Jie walked into the hall with the sound of high leather shoes.

Fu Jie walked lightly to the center of the team. Shan Dongyang turned his head and shouted 'general manager Fu'. Fu Jie nodded slightly and said, director Shan and director Huang are back. He is still responsible for roll call and military training. Shan Dongyang said, of course, of course. Today I mainly let him adapt.

Then Fu Jie waved her hand and motioned Shan Dongyang to stand in the team.

Huang Xing felt that Fu JieChong smiled happily, which was enough to subvert all sentient beings.