Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

When Han Yanran appeared in the office again, Ji Ziyang couldn't help being surprised.

He thought this guy would never show up again.

I don't want this person to spend a day, just...

"Damn it, is this teammate an idiot? He actually snatched my wild monster. I really want to kill him."

Early in the morning, when Ji Ziyang stepped into the office, he heard a familiar voice coming from inside.

In the past period of time, he heard this cry countless times every day when he was working.

He pushed the door open and went in, "I said...it's not good for you to play with your mobile phone, why do you have to come to my place?"

Han Yanran didn't even raise her head, she was half lying on the sofa, as if she had no bones.

"I just think your sofa is good. I just got started with Glory of the King, so don't interrupt me."

She found that the mobile phone seems to be easier to operate, and the time to play a round is shorter than that of the computer, which is most suitable for a novice like her.

Ji Ziyang rubbed his forehead helplessly, "If you want to play with your mobile phone, Lin Fan's big sofa may be more suitable for you."

"That won't work, my plan of chasing men hasn't succeeded yet, how can I give up casually!"

Han Yanran kept typing on the keyboard of the phone with both hands, and kept coping with it with her mouth.

Ji Ziyang: "..."

So she didn't give up at all?

Yesterday, he had a bad day and made a special performance.

"Oh, I'm dead!" Han Yanran took the time to look up and smiled sweetly at him, "Do you think I'm going to give up in spite of the difficulties? Ji Ziyang, you really don't understand me."

It's not so easy to give up on the things she believes in.

Ji Ziyang raised his eyebrows, and walked towards her while taking off his suit jacket.

With a puzzled expression on Han Yanran's face, she walked up to her, threw the suit jacket aside, tugged at the tie, and leaned over.

Two hands crossed both sides of her cheeks, leaning on the sofa behind her, staring down at her.

"Since we like it so much, why don't we do it directly?"

The man smiled wickedly.

Han Yanran's expression froze for a moment.

"Which trick are you going to play?"

Ji Ziyang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly moved his face closer, leaving only a few centimeters away from her face, and took a breath, "Han Yanran, didn't you say you like me? Then let's try it out, is it suitable?" suitable?"

The tone is light and the breath is ambiguous.

In the entire office, it seemed that even the air had turned into an ambiguous smell.

Han Yanran blinked her eyelashes, maintaining a calm and self-possessed face, but only she knew that a small heart was beating uncontrollably, as if it would jump out of her throat at any time Step out.

This person...is he always like this before?
Her mind went blank for a moment.

At this time, she was still holding the mobile phone. At this time, her mage had been resurrected on it, and there was a voice from her teammates asking for assembly.

Still, Han Yanran's mind and eyes are now full of the man in front of him, and his ears seem to be automatically blocking other sounds around him.

"You...are you serious?"

Ji Ziyang squinted into her eyes, and they looked at each other: "Would you like to try, is what I said true?"

After the words fell, his face moved a little closer,

The bridges of their noses seem to touch each other at any moment, and the distance between their lips is only a tiny bit.