Prison love addiction, the president is too dangerous

064 When I first met Yi Beibei, she was quite courageous. He Jinnian knew this all along, and now he dared to argue with him. What does it mean that Mr. He doesn't need to look for her when he has something to do? Does he treat her too well? , so I really am not afraid of him at all.

Today's situation is a bit special. It can be seen that she is not very happy, so I don't tease her anymore. If you want to stare at the filming, let her go. Anyway, they are all in his office building, and they can't escape.

What He Jinnian himself didn't realize was that he had already fallen into a vicious circle, and it was getting deeper and deeper, that is, he would subconsciously want to control Ye Ning within the range he could control, not only physically. , I even want to be imprisoned ideologically.

When He Jinnian let go of his hand, Ye Ning rushed out as if fleeing.

"Slow down, I won't eat you now..." The man's voice behind him sounded softly, Ye Ning's footsteps became faster, but in the eyes of the man, Ye Ning's embarrassing footsteps seemed a little cute and reckless.

He breathed a sigh of relief after entering the elevator, and when he left the president's office, when his smell was no longer in the air, it seemed that he had entered a safe place.

He Jinnian, it's dangerous for him to even breathe.

In the executive restaurant, the black wires on the ground were criss-crossed, and high and low special lighting fixtures were set up for shooting. The reflectors dazzled people's eyes when they filled in the light.

Maybe it was because of the so-called big production, so many people came, Ye Ning frowned slightly.

Even allowing reporters to visit the class, did Ye Anke really regard He's office building as Ye's family?

Although He Jinnian agreed to lend them a location for three days to shoot, it was limited to filming. It seemed a bit excessive to issue a work permit for reporters to interview.

I haven't seen Ye An now, I don't know why she is not here, didn't she come?

Not far away, there was a man surrounded by stars and moons. Through the crowd, he could see that his appearance was almost the same as that on TV.

Because of Ye An's relationship, she was somewhat curious about this man who was now in love with her sister, but in fact, Yi Beibei was just a boy to her.

Tall, thin, unusually handsome, with raised eyebrows and beautiful eyes, it would make people feel that it is a pity to grow on a man's face.

In an instant, Ye Ning somewhat understood why Ye An liked this boy. It was indeed because of his extraordinary looks, and when he smiled, he was warm and charming.

He was smiling at her, and after his brows and eyes melted away, it was like a spring breeze...

Yi Beibei saw Ye Ning, and just one glance was enough to recognize her.

Ye An said that she had a younger sister, and he jokingly asked Ye An who was more beautiful, Ye An told him very confidently: "Of course I am beautiful."

What I didn't expect was that a woman as confident and flamboyant as Ye An would have a day of lying.

This younger sister of hers is obviously much prettier than her, or it might not be accurate enough to describe her as pretty.

The beauty of Ye Ning is that she has a pure femininity all over her body. This kind of taste is not measured by the size of the cup or the size of the waist. Those are too common. When Ye Ning walked in from the door It will make people see at a glance and feel amazing.

Zhong Ling is beautiful, gentle and moving, her beauty is natural.

"Hello, I'm Yi Beibei..." When Yi Beibei walked in front of her, he blocked the bright light, and his outstretched fingernails were neatly trimmed, his fingers were slender, and his hands were beautifully shaped.

He plays an instrument well, perhaps because of his beautiful hands.

"I'm Ye Ning." Out of politeness, Ye Ning also stretched out her hand. She feels a bit incompatible with Ye An now. She wants to explain the investment and dividends of the whole movie, and it's probably just It can only pass through this Yi Beibei.

The hand in his palm was as thin as creamy fat, soft as boneless, with a little bit of coolness, and there was an urge to hold it in his hand and keep it warm.

Finally, he heard her voice face to face. He had heard such a voice before, it was as clean as a spring flowing slowly...