Office love affairs: beautiful boss fall in love with me

Fu Jie stepped back and said apologetically: did you disturb your thinking?

Huang Xing shook his head and said: No, No. Almost.

Fu Jie leaned forward again, stretched out a slender finger and pointed it on the computer screen: Well, this place can be slightly modified. In addition, we also have a channel in Shenzhen. The delivery volume of this channel should account for about one third of the total, or even a little more. In addition, the time budget can be compressed again. We should strive to complete all steps with the fastest speed and bring the concept machine to the market earlier.

Huang Xing improved one by one according to Fu Jie's guidelines. Her body was so close to herself that she could even feel the temperature on her body separated by a layer of pajamas. He could not help but feel an inexplicable heat on his body. He seemed to be evil and could not control the breeding of some evil thoughts. The smell on her body is fragrant but not greasy, and the light makeup on her face is pretty but not gorgeous. She pointed out that the hand on the computer screen was so smooth and beautiful. Each finger was born with beautiful and exquisite blood capillaries, which appropriately dotted this pair of jade like hands, adding a bit of realism to it. Perfect. Perfect perfection is real.

Finally got a plan, and Fu Jie seemed quite satisfied. She is an enlightened boss. Instead of asking Huang Xing to write down another plan, she went to the kitchen to cook two packets of instant noodles and have supper with Huang Xing.

Huang Xing felt that he had never eaten such sweet instant noodles in his life. Huang Xing drank all the soup directly. He felt that Fu Jie's voice and breath flowed in the soup. After eating, Huang Xing sat in front of his laptop and was ready to continue fighting. But Fu Jie found a blanket from her bedroom and said to Huang Xing, go to bed first. I'll call you in an hour.

Huang Xing said, I'm not sleepy.

Fu Jie said that in terms of financing, you are not familiar with how to operate. I'll write it first. You can embellish it. Where it's not in place, we'll discuss and improve it.

Huang Xing said, that's good. I'll... Lie down first.

Huang Xing lay on the sofa and covered it with a blanket. The blanket was filled with the same aroma as Fu Jie, which was enough to intoxicate Huang Xing. Huang Xing looked sideways at Fu Jie's attentive typing. Every time he knocked the keyboard, there would be a turbulent spray in his heart. One by one, spread. The way she focuses on it is really beautiful, like an intoxicating scenery. Sometimes I think with my eyebrows, sometimes I hold my chin, sometimes I hold my hands on my thighs and take a few deep breaths. Her eyes are big and charming. Her long eyelashes flash a special spirit. Her hands fell on the keyboard, and her fingers knocked on the keyboard with small and exquisite fingers, as if she were dancing a shocking dance. As she wrote, she slipped off her slippers and two beautiful and soft feet intertwined under the tea table, teasing gently.

Huang Xing became more and more absorbed. He really had an impulse to turn off the sofa, hold her in the back and feel the beauty of this great beauty.

Fu Jie went to the bathroom on the way. Maybe she was used to it. Maybe she thought Huang Xing really fell asleep. She didn't close the bathroom door. Huang Xing heard a clear sound of water. Then Fu Jie washed her hands and returned to the tea table. Huang Xing quickly closes her eyes and feels that Fu Jie has come to her. He slightly narrowed a little gap and saw that Fu Jie really opened her eyes and looked at herself with a traceless smile on her face. Fu Jie, who has always shown her face as a strong woman, how precious is this charming smile.

She covered Huang Xing with a blanket and whispered: sleep well.

She continued to work in front of the computer. Huang Xing was not in any trouble. She always stared at the beauty's back and had all kinds of thoughts. Huang Xing admitted that he was possessed. There are always some illusions in my mind for no reason. This kind of illusions repose my own unrealistic dreams of Fu Jie.

Another forty minutes passed in the twinkling of an eye.

After finishing the first draft of Fu Jie, he stood up, stretched his limbs, turned his head and looked at Huang Xing. Huang Xing quickly closed his eyes. Fu Jie went to Huang Xing and tried again and again. She couldn't bear to wake him up and tangled in place for a long time.

Huang Xing lost no time in opening his eyes and pretended to have just woken up. Fu Jie asked, are you awake? Huang Xing said, wake up. Fu Jie said, I didn't have the heart to call you because of your sleep, but I still have to work hard tonight to carve out the financing plan. Huang Xing said, well, I'll do it right away.

Huang Xing sat down and felt that the temperature that Fu Jie had sat on the small stool was still alive.

Fu Jie looked aside for a while. Finally, she couldn't collapse. She lay on the sofa and curled up and fell asleep.

Huang Xing went over and covered Fu Jie with a blanket, but he couldn't move any further. He was deeply attracted by this beautiful body. He took a look and wanted to take another look. After looking at it again and again for several minutes, he still refused to leave. This is a charming body, with tiny closed eyes, no failure color, long eyelashes, light eye shadow, a slim hand resting under the neck, and a body that is curled up, which is so compassionate and shocking. Those little feet, one wearing slippers and the other naked, are as luxurious as jade and as beautiful as a dream. Her feet have not undergone any modification, not to mention toenail oil. They are pure and natural in a delicate and pleasant original state. Her toenails are small and round, trimmed neatly, and the arrangement of her five toes is as if they were amazing, perfect to an incredible degree. A few thin capillaries are dotted with the beautiful feet loved by the two people. When people look at it, they really want to kiss it, kiss it and touch it.

Huang Xing looked at it and got drunk.

I don't know how long I watched it, ten minutes or more. Huang xingcai woke up a little, returned to the computer and continued to work.

Fu Jie's gentle breathing came to his ears. He believed that it was the best sound in the world. The symmetrical breath, like the unique rhythm of sleeping beauty, fills the whole living room with a unique luxury flavor.

When Huang Xing finished revising and polishing the two plans, it was already five o'clock in the morning. At this time, Fu Jie was still sleeping sweetly, and a faint smile filled the corners of her mouth. Huang Xing couldn't bear to disturb her. He went to the bedroom to find a blanket to cover her feet. Then he sat on the sofa and waited for Fu Jie to wake up.

But because the body was too tired, waiting, Huang Xing leaned down and fell asleep.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the sofa with a colorful blanket on his body. When she leaned over to take a closer look, Fu Jie moved a small printer from nowhere and was printing the two plans.

Fu Jie felt that Huang Xing woke up, turned around and smiled at him, saying that director Huang was tired. Don't go to the company in the morning and keep your spirit at home.

Huang Xing said, no, I can do it.

Fu Jie said, don't try to be brave. Should we rest or rest.

Huang Xing lifted the blanket and calmed down. He wanted to sit up, but he found that Fu Jie was suddenly stunned, and then quickly turned her head back.

The special feeling brought by something made Huang Xing aware of his embarrassment. There is no doubt that the physiological phenomenon called "morning * Bo" has appeared as before. However, this kind of normal situation for men appears at this time, but it really doesn't seem normal.

At least not elegant.

Towering, is surprisingly towering. There are signs of breaking clothes.

Huang Xing awkwardly turned his body to one side. Under one side, he felt that this was actually a kind of desire to cover up. It's better to face up to its existence as if nothing had happened.

Fu Jie was shy for a long time before turning around. She looked at her eyes and said: go wash your face and I'll make some breakfast for you.

Huang Xing quickly stood up and bent down as much as possible to cover up the towering place.

Looking at Fu Jie walking into the kitchen, Huang Xing quickly reached out and pressed it to stop it. But the little guy bounced back like a spring. Huang Xing is really helpless with it.

Go to the bathroom and wash your face with cold water, then sit on the toilet and have a big stool. In the garbage basket in front of you, there are several crumpled toilet papers. Huang Xing trembles and thinks that this must be something Fu Jie has used. Unconsciously, I felt that these groups of toilet paper were stained with Fu Jie, and suddenly became noble.

Huang Xing is constantly thinking about a problem. Why is she so perfect?

Why are you so obsessed with her?

This is a very strange and even strange feeling. It is the so-called love house and Ukraine. Because of his worship of Fu Jie, he even thinks that even the toilet paper used by Fu Jie is perfect, because it is impregnated with the breath of Fu Jie.

How many extraordinary thoughts, swept my mind, lingering.

Dong Dong, three loud knocks on the door interrupted Huang Xing's wishful thinking.

Huang Xing thought, it must be Fu Zhenxin, the girl!