C72 I'll Use My Actions to Remind You
C72 I'll Use My Actions to Remind You
"Young Madame, please get in the car. " Chen Tian smiled as usual and opened the car door.
When he saw Chen Tian, that man would naturally appear in his mind.
When she thought of what he said last night, Han Zhiyu could not help but feel resentment again.
After getting into the car, she naturally turned on the computer and turned on the report that she did not finish reading in the afternoon.
"Young Madame, we're here. "
Chen Tian noticed that the car had stopped and Han Zhiyu was still looking at the computer.
He remembered that Director Lu had told Young Madame that she had recently entered the Han's Group. He told her to drive as fast as possible at one o'clock and not to delay her time. Chen Tian smiled, "Young Madame, although work is important, you must take care to rest. "
Only then did Han Zhiyu realize that they had arrived. She apologized in embarrassment and got out of the car.
When she returned to the room, she let out a wail and lay on the bed.
Earlier, when she looked at the annual financial report, her performance over the years had always been 30 million. Thinking about her performance requirement of 100 million per quarter, it was simply as difficult as ascending the heavens.
If he had to blame someone, he could only blame her for being hot-headed at that time and agreeing on impulse.
If you want to rely on yourself, you can only rely on yourself. Looks like I won't have to sleep tonight.
At 8 PM, Lu Yiran returned to his apartment.
He recalled what Chen Tian had said earlier, that his wife worked in the car until she forgot herself.
It was already so difficult for her to return to the Han's Group just like that. She believed that there would be even more difficult things waiting for her in the future.
Although his heart ached, he had no right to criticize her.
Lu Yiran took off his coat. Just as he passed Han Zhiyu's room, he heard the sound of computer typing coming from inside.
He pursed his lips and pushed open the door.
At first glance, he saw that there was a good meal beside the computer table and basically did not move.
His face darkened. He walked forward and closed her computer. "Han Zhiyu, don't tell me you haven't eaten until now!"
"You. . . " Han Zhiyu suddenly stood up. "I clearly already. . . "
Lu Yiran looked at her disdainfully. His delicate chin pointed to the side. "If you dare to tell me that you have already eaten. . . "
Han Zhiyu was immediately speechless.
There were originally so many things that she could not finish looking at. It was only then that she finally managed to spend some time to look inside.
Why was he so annoying!
"I'll eat it now, is that alright!?"
Han Zhiyu's hand had yet to touch the bowl when he grabbed it. "It's already cold. Are you going to eat it just like that?"
"Why are you so troublesome?" She pouted. "It's already cold. Then what should we do? There's no instant noodles at home!"
Lu Yiran's expression became even worse when he heard the word instant noodles.
Her thin lips pressed together in a straight line, causing her hair to soften. She then said, "Who allowed you to eat junk food?"
"Who are you to me? Why do you care so much!" Han Zhiyu, who was already angry, retorted.
Unsurprisingly, she saw that the man's face also became darker and darker, and the aura emitted from his body also became colder and colder.
He walked towards Han Zhiyu and stared at her with a burning gaze. This silent attitude made her so nervous that she wanted to swallow her saliva.
"Who do you think I am to you?" Lu Yiran sneered and continued to walk forward.
Han Zhiyu stared at his movements and slowly stepped back. In a moment, her back was against the desk and there was nowhere to go.
The other party did not stop until their lower bodies were intimately pressed together. Only then did she push and reject in a panic.
Their positions were ambiguous, but his gaze was too cold and harsh.
His cold fingers pinched her chin. "Looks like I need to use my actions to remind you. "
After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her without hesitation.
He ignored her and forcefully sucked on her lips, snatching away every bit of sweetness in her mouth.
This kiss was urgent and intense. It was completely different from the gentle and considerate kiss from before. It was like a ferocious leopard declaring ownership.
The wet and soft entanglement was triggered immediately upon contact. The urge to rush up with blood made him even more eager to get more.
Han Zhiyu almost could not breathe under this airtight kiss.
"Wu. . . Let go. . . "
It was not easy for her empty mouth to spit out one word but very quickly, it was pulled back by the strong arm at her waist. Following that, it was even more tightly pressed together and plundered even more thoroughly.
As the temperature of the two's bodies gradually rose, suddenly Han Zhiyu's nose came with a strange fragrance.
It was faint, but it could not be ignored.
This fragrance made her mind go blank for a moment, because she knew that this was not the perfume that Lu Yiran was accustomed to.
Opening her misty eyes, her line of sight shifted, and she actually saw a shallow lipstick mark on the collar of her neck.
Han Zhiyu felt as if she had been doused with cold water. It was cold from head to toe.
The indulgence in her eyes was completely gone. She forcefully pushed away the man who was pressing on her body.
Lu Yiran only thought that she was a little playboy who wanted to refuse and win. He increased the strength to control her struggle and deepen the kiss at the same time.
In a moment of desperation, Han Zhiyu was angry and angry, so she closed her eyes and bit down.
"Hiss -"
Lu Yiran, who was in pain, retreated. He frowned and stared at her. Han Zhiyu also looked at him angrily.
"Don't touch me. "
Lu Yiran stared at her coldly, "Don't let me touch you? Perhaps you have forgotten your current identity?"
She pushed Lu Yiran away forcefully. "Lu Yiran, don't think that I really have no temper. If you like to play with women, then don't touch me. I think it's dirty!"
His expression became extremely dark.
Especially when he saw her disgusted and disgusting expression, he almost wiped the place he had kissed with his hand.
"Han Zhiyu, say it again!"
Han Zhiyu turned her face away, "I said you are dirty. "
She was really stupid. She thought he was a gentleman, but she did not expect him to be so ugly in private.
At this moment, Lu Yiran was still frowning. After thinking for a while, he looked at the mirror next to him.
With just one look, he was stunned. The pale lip mark on his collar was faintly visible. Because it was on the one side of his neck, he did not notice it at that time.
Without even thinking, he knew that this should be Ai Shiqi's masterpiece!
"Zhiyu, this. . . " Lu Yiran's deep voice was about to explain.
"Director Lu, please go back to your room. I want to rest now. "
Han Zhiyu immediately pulled herself out of his arms and coldly ordered him to leave.
Lu Yiran frowned when he did not listen to her. In the end, he also quietly left her room.
Lu Yiran's unexplained attitude made Han Zhiyu misunderstand that he had tacitly agreed to it. Her heart was filled with resentment.
"Hmph, as expected of a man's mouth, a liar's ghost!"
Unable to vent her anger, she could not concentrate and had to go to bed.
Lying on the bed, she hugged her resentment and slowly fell asleep. . .