First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

Today, the bright sunshine penetrated the gaps between the leaves and the morning fog, and filled Ou Jinchuan's office one by one.

Ou Jinchuan felt irritated for a while, these people are surprisingly stupid now.

Over the past month, countless assistants have applied for the job, but none of them satisfied him. These people can't even compare to Wen Yifan's toes.

like!It wasn't until Wen Yifan left him that he regretted that he didn't exploit him properly.

Wen Yifan, who was on vacation in Xina far away, sneezed loudly, and a bad premonition rose from his mind.

Outside the CEO's office, Mu Shudie took his resume and walked in confidently.

She is bound to win this assistant position.

When Ou Jinchuan recovered from his longing for Wen Yifan, he saw a tall woman in a black professional suit, with black waist-length straight hair raised back in a beautiful arc, walking towards him slowly, The temperament of the whole body is very cool and cool.

"Hello, Mr. Ou, I'm Mu Shudie, and I'm here to apply for your assistant." Mu Shudie looked directly at Ou Jinchuan with a lot of confidence in his eyes.

Ou Jinchuan's eyes fell from Mu Shudie's body, and he looked down at the resume in his hand.

"You're confident."

After meeting Mu Shudie that night, Ou Jinchuan sent someone to investigate Mu Shudie, and it was the same as what was written on her resume.

Graduated from the University of Miami in country C as a secretary, she has been engaged in secretarial work since graduation. She is extremely efficient and has a lot of means.

"Of course, because I have capital." Mu Shudie looked at Ou Jinchuan with neither humble nor overbearing eyes.Ou Jinchuan met those eyes again, and couldn't help frowning, he had never seen such a pair of eyes.

"Then... what if I don't need you!" Ou Jinchuan's eyes were full of meaning.

"Boss Ou is always wise."

There was still no fluctuation in those peach blossom eyes.

"Just you, can you start working right away?"

"Can,"

"Okay then, go out and talk to the Secretariat."

"Yes, President,"

Mu Shudie raised a faint smile, as if otherworldly.With slender legs, she turned and walked to the door, her eyes darkened a lot.

Seeing Mu Shudie gently close the door, Ou Jinchuan stared at the figure thoughtfully.

He had seen countless people, but he couldn't understand the woman just now. She clearly had strong confidence in her eyes, but she was neither sad nor happy, as if she didn't care about everything in the world.

It was the first time Ou Jinchuan met such a woman.

As soon as she arrived at the company, Mu Shudie showed her extremely powerful side as a gold medal secretary. In just one day, she arranged things that Wen Yifan left behind in an orderly manner.

The people in the secretariat were both envious and jealous.

In the evening, when Ou Jinchuan came home, Song Qianyan was already waiting for him at the dinner table, watched him enter the door, ran over bouncingly, stretched out his arms to hug Ou Jinchuan's strong waist, his eyes were full of smiles, and his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Since the two reconciled, Song Qianyan liked to smile more and more, and she looked energetic, like a flowery girl.

After dinner, Ou Jinchuan was dealing with work in the study, and Song Qianyan was sitting on the sofa beside him, reading medical magazines. The two of them were doing their own things quietly in the study. Although they didn't speak, the atmosphere between them Warm and harmonious, the picture is full of harmony.

After dealing with the company, Ou Jinchuan looked up and saw the beauty falling asleep. After falling asleep, Song Qianyan became quieter, not as careless as usual, but extraordinarily quiet and harmonious.

Walking over gently, Ou Jinchuan smiled leisurely, he could smell the light fragrance of his wife from half a meter away, lowered his head to hold Song Qianyan's fragrance, and after a long time, Ou Jinchuan didn't let her go until Song Qianyan was out of breath .

Song Qianyan's mind buzzed, his brain went blank, he couldn't think of anything, let alone what to do, and his heart was at a loss.

A bear hand wrapped around Song Qianyan's waist, while Ou Jinchuan's other hand gently stroked Song Qianyan's smooth long hair.

Ou Jinchuan's eyes looked at the woman on the sofa, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, she was charming, looking at Song Qianyan's red cheeks, he seemed to be burning at the moment, his body stiffened involuntarily, and a strong and mellow whirlpool appeared in his eyes.

Song Qianyan met Ou Jinchuan's eyes, looked at the vortex-like light inside, and couldn't help but tremble slightly, feeling as if his whole soul had been swallowed into it.

After a while, Ou Jinchuan turned around, and the vortex-like waves in his eyes receded and became clear and transparent.

Looking at his wife's bewildered gaze, feeling helpless, he rubbed her hair.

"Don't sleep, Qianyan, Ye Liang." Ou Jinchuan silently picked up the book that had slipped from Song Qianyan's hand while sleeping, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

"Qianyan doesn't even want magazines anymore,"

Hearing Ou Jinchuan's ridicule, Song Qianyan nodded, then shook his head again, thinking that his saliva just fell asleep, and felt ashamed.

Recalling Ou Jinchuan's seductiveness and confusion at that moment just now, her heart beat violently.

Under the incandescent lamp, Song Qianyan's whole body was rosy and attractive, and her slender and tender legs were crossed on the sofa.

Ou Jinchuan suddenly leaned over Song Qianyan, pinched her small chin, sprayed seductive breath, full of strong masculine breath.

Song Qianyan's small hand hooked Ou Jinchuan's neck, cherry pink lips boldly kissed Ou Jinchuan's sexy thin lips, and the big hand pinching Song Qianyan's small chin unconsciously exerted force.

Ou Jinchuan's whole body was very hot, as if he wanted to burn Song Qianyan, rubbing against Song Qianyan passionately and without any rules.

The coquettish moan overflowing from Song Qianyan's small mouth made Ou Jinchuan's blood surge even more, and his black pupils were instantly as black as an ancient well, bottomless.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Ou Jinchuan didn't want to be on top of Song Qianyan, and stared dangerously at Song Qianyan with his endless black eyes.

He is a man.

A vigorous man.

A man whose male function could no longer be normal.

"Qianyan, you asked for it yourself," Ou Jinchuan said in a hoarse voice.

Song Qianyan groaned with the sound of crying, and cut off the last tense nerve of Ou Jinchuan, and her sexy lips, which were thick and suitable, covered Song Qianyan's pink and tender red lips.

Song Qianyan's mouth kept emitting a seductive fragrance, and her whole body was writhing with all her strength. Her originally fair body was getting redder and redder, like a ripe apple.

Wen Yifan, who has always been calm and calm, now feels that his self-control is as fragile as a thin piece of paper.

He waited for a long time before slowly suppressing the restlessness in his heart. Ou Jinchuan was afraid of hurting her, so he couldn't bear it.

Holding Song Qianyan in his arms, Ou Jinchuan saw Song Qianyan's fair and slender feet, like a piece of fine suet jade, with five toes, round and lovely, revealing a faint pink color, like beautiful pearls, without a single flaw .

She no longer struggled, and leaned against Ou Jinchuan's broad and warm embrace, allowing Ou Jinchuan to carry her back to the bedroom.

Ou Jinchuan carefully placed Song Qianyan on the bed, opened her teeth with his dexterous tongue, and conquered the city. Song Qianyan's lilac tongue sucked the coolness.

Ou Jinchuan kissed the tattoo on the back of Song Qianyan's ear, and Song Qianyan's back ran through an electric current, her whole body was trembling, her legs were weak, if she hadn't been lying on the bed, she might have collapsed on the ground in embarrassment.

Ou Jinchuan's domineering kiss, savage collision, makes people unable to help but sink.

The two young bodies rubbed together desperately, airtight, Song Qianyan's face was bright red.

The two were short of breath, intertwined in the huge room, and the whole space was filled with ambiguous colors.

Ou Jinchuan's handsome face was covered with terrible flushes, and the ambiguous sound of body fluid intersecting made the whole air boil and become hot.

Song Qianyan's clothes were ripped off by Ou Jinchuan all the way, smooth shoulders, sexy collarbone, looming softness...

This seductive and lively picture is so seductive that even a man can't stand such a temptation.

Song Qianyan groaned uncomfortably, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue to lick the corner of his lips. Such behavior was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

Slow temptation, absolute temptation!
Ou Jinchuan smiled charmingly, raised Song Qianyan's chin, and rubbed her fingers ambiguously on her soft and bright red lips. The hot air rushed behind Song Qianyan's ears, and electric current rushed through her body again.

There is a seductive temptation in Ou Jinchuan's deep eyes, which makes Song Qianyan fascinated.

With a bang, Song Qianyan's brain exploded with a bang.

A night of chaos...

After the brow of the moon,

Song Qianyan closed her eyes in extreme exhaustion, and soon fell asleep.

Ou Jinchuan opened his black pupils, gently caressed Song Qianyan's soft black hair, looked at her delicate face, and listened to her even breathing, his heart was full.

Ou Jinchuan couldn't help but gently pressed a kiss on Song Qianyan's plump and smooth forehead, and hugged her in his arms, making her sleep more comfortably.

Seeing the tiredness on Song Qianyan's little face, Ou Jinchuan felt a little distressed in his heart.

Somehow, Ou Jinchuan has never been an indulgent person, but since the two reconciled, Ou Jinchuan's desire for Song Qianyan has become stronger and stronger, and he wished to be tied to her all the time and have sex.

Once again Ou Jinchuan woke up in a dream, stretched out his hand to grab Song Qianyan was still beside him, and then sighed slowly, she was still there.

Song Qianyan woke up in the morning, his whole body was sore, and he scolded Ou Jinchuan a hundred times in his heart.

This man is simply a beast, she has countless hickey marks all over her body.It hurts like being run over.

Song Qianyan's small body was tightly locked in Ou Jinchuan's arms, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

For a moment, all the resentment in Song Qianyan's heart disappeared, she knew that those things frightened Ou Jinchuan, it was already a thorn in his heart, and she couldn't get it out no matter what.

Turning his face to look at Ou Jinchuan's sleeping face affectionately, his brows were tightly frowned on his deep and handsome face.

A worry appeared in Song Qianyan's heart, was he still so uneasy even in his dream?
Stretching out a warm little hand, gently stroking away the frowning brows.

Jin Chuan, I am here.