CEO Overlord Love: Contract Lover

After more than three or four minutes like that, she took off most of the clothes on her body, and then looked up at Yang Xi with a bit of hesitation in her eyes.

"Very good, but it seems that something is missing." Yang Xi looked at her with a half-smile.

"What's missing?" She asked Yang Xi expressionlessly.

"For example, there is no bed here, so how do you suggest that I perform my duties as a benefactor to you?"

"Yang Xi, don't go too far!" Mengyao couldn't stand him anymore.

"I'm too much? Mrs. Fidel, don't forget, you are the one who wants to talk to me about this business." Yang Xi pressed her every word.

Mengyao was left speechless by his question, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "Although there is no bed here, you can use other things instead, right?"

"for example?"

"For example..." Mengyao was instantly at a loss for words when he asked her. Although she has gradually integrated into Western culture over the years, it is always difficult for her to tell her knowledge about that aspect.

Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Yang Xi smiled mockingly: "Madam, why did you suddenly start to take the route of innocence? If you don't know, you thought Madam, you run a filming company! Your acting skills are getting better every day!"

Mengyao glared at him bitterly, then walked towards him, and finally stopped at a position close to him.

Yang Xi looked up at her with burning eyes, but he didn't touch her.

Yang Xi, do you want to play that much, then she doesn't mind playing with you!

Mengyao smiled charmingly, then leaned over and actively unbuttoned Yang Xi's shirt.

"What do you want to do, seduce me?" Yang Xi held her hand and asked her sharply.

"Why should I seduce you? Didn't you say that I should do what a mistress should do?" Mengyao asked him innocently.

Yang Xi looked slightly confused, let go of her hand, and let her untie it.

Mengyao took off his shirt, put it in her hands, then stood up straight and walked towards the door.

After she walked to the door, she picked up the coat she had dropped on the ground, put it on slightly, and buttoned it a few times, then turned and continued to look at Yang Xi.

"Then I will go to perform my duties as a mistress now, Mr. Jinzhu, goodbye." She looked at Yang Xi and said with a smile.

"Oh?" Yang Xi looked at her with a raised eyebrow in doubt.

"Mr. Yang, you said that if a mistress can only please her benefactor on the bed, it would be a failure. I never take this route. I hope you can understand me." Full of meaning.

"What do you mean?" Yang Xi couldn't figure out what she was thinking at all, and his face became a little confused and cold.

"Well, what can I mean? What I mean is that I plan to help you wash your clothes. It's so considerate and close to your body. It kills two birds with one stone. I don't know if you are satisfied, Mr. Jinzhu?"

"You're kidding me?" Yang Xi's mouth curled up slightly, then he stood up and walked to her side.

He walked up to her, stretched his hand across her face, forcing her to look at him, then reached out and grabbed the shirt in her hand, and threw it on the ground.

Mengyao could clearly sense the anger on his face, and she couldn't help but feel fear in her heart.

A trace of confusion flashed across her eyes, but it was only for a moment before she hid it.

"Mr. Yang, since you don't want me to perform the duties of a mistress in a place where there is no bed, then I have to find another way to perform this duty. How can I come up with the idea of ​​playing tricks on you?" She looked at Yang Xi pitifully.

But Yang Xi didn't appreciate it at all, sneered, and then answered word by word: "No bed? Then there are tea tables, sofas, floors, floor-to-ceiling glass, right?"

"..." Mengyao was a little speechless, looking at Yang Xi with a blushing face, unable to answer for a long time.

Yang Xi seemed a little satisfied with her shy attitude, and his gloomy complexion eased a little. He bit her earlobe lightly, and an ambiguous voice immediately rang in her ear.

"Mrs. Fidel, how would you choose one?"

His breath was very hot, and it kept drifting around her neck, making her whole body inexplicably restless, she instinctively turned her head to escape, and kept walking backwards.

But Yang Xi was unwilling to let her go. Every time she took a step back, he took a step closer, and finally forced her to the floor-to-ceiling glass.

"So madam, do you have this hobby? Like being on glass?" Yang Xi used his own body weight to imprison her on the glass, making it difficult for her to move.

Mengyao knew that she was doomed, so she didn't want to resist anymore, she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Yang Xi.

Yang Xi didn't have the heart to continue to question her, his scorching gaze drifted down her dark eyes, and finally settled on her bewitching lips.

Immediately afterwards, his almost hot kiss followed.

Since he was unprepared, he easily entered and continued to explore.

"Hmm -----" Mengyao was a little uncomfortable, and instinctively turned her head, but everything was of no avail.

......

Since she separated from Yang Xi, she has never done that kind of thing, so almost every movement of Yang Xi now makes her feel mixed.

Trembling, irritation, shyness, running away, pandering, all kinds of things.

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The next day, she tiredly opened her eyes from the sofa, and then looked around, only to find that Yang Xi had disappeared.

She sighed softly, and planned to get up and leave without thinking too much.

But because she was so exhausted last night, her whole body was so weak that she could barely stand upright.

Just when she finally stood up straight and was about to leave, she saw Yang Xi opening the door and entering.

"Are you awake?" Yang Xi glanced at her expressionlessly.

She nodded, took the coat aside and put it on without thinking too much.

But suddenly, she felt Yang Xi hugging her behind her.

She was stunned for a while before accepting this fact, and asked Yang Xi hesitantly in a low voice: "Yang Xi, what else do you want? Our deal has been completed."

"Deal?" Yang Xi raised the corners of her lips expressionlessly when she heard this, and then let her go.

But he didn't really let go of her, but held her shoulder, forcing her to turn around and look at him.

"Mengyao, has the relationship between us really become so unbearable that we have to use the word transaction to maintain it in the end?" Yang Xi's eyes were full of anger and an unknown despair, and his voice was inexplicable become hoarse.

Mengyao didn't expect his reaction to be so big, she was inexplicably stunned again, she hesitated for more than ten seconds, and then answered ruthlessly: "Isn't it a deal? Do you think we are in love with each other, Mr. Yang? Don't you?" Forget, I'm already married."

"Married?" Yang Xi suddenly reached out to touch her face with such force that it almost made it difficult for her to breathe.

"Tell me, who is that man!" He asked him word by word, in a cold voice, every word seemed like a sword blade, as fierce as if he wanted to execute her Ling Chi.

Mengyao gasped, and answered bravely: "Mr. Yang, you don't need to care who he is, anyway, no one can be you!"

"Can you say that again?"

"Anyway, whoever he is can't be you, Yang Xi!" Meng Yao repeated her words with red eyes.

After hearing this, Yang Xi smiled angrily and let go of her.

Because he was too strong just now, and she exhausted her energy last night, as soon as Yang Xi let her go, she fell weakly on the sofa.