After retiring, I was pinched and spoiled by the boss

Does not need to mean unworthy?

Nan Sheng was a little uncertain.

"come over."

Fu Xingzhi looked at the shockingly beautiful little woman with burning eyes, and his hoarse voice was full of temptation.

Nansheng has three controls - face control, voice control and hand control.

Fu Xingzhi happened to have all of them.

As if possessed by a voodoo, she obediently walked towards him with her skirt in hand.

When she came to the floor-to-ceiling windows and subconsciously looked out, she found that this angle could give a panoramic view of the entrance of the villa.

In other words, when she arrives, he will know immediately.

It's just that she was not very lucky. When the waiter came to pick her up, she ran into Xiao Huairan and Ruan Fangfei.

that……

He saw the scene where Ruan Fangfei and Xiao Huairan humiliated her just now?

How come he can see her embarrassed look every time?

So annoying!

"Aggrieved?"

Nan Sheng was lost in thought when suddenly a warm breath blew by her ear.

She subconsciously turned to look at him.

Unexpectedly, his face was already very close, and her lips brushed past the corner of his lips.

A deadly numbness spread from each other's lips.

"!!!" Nan Sheng's face instantly flushed red.

It was the first time since that night that they had such an intimate contact.

The temperature in the house rose sharply, and there was a scorching heat wave.

Nan Sheng's heart was pounding like a deer, and she subconsciously wanted to back away, but the man stretched out his long arms and directly slammed her on the French window.

The hollow back touched the cold glass, which made her tremble involuntarily.

Although it is a whole piece of floor-to-ceiling windows, you can only see the outside from the inside, and you cannot see the inside from the outside.

The bodies of each other are almost attached.

Such a posture was too ambiguous, Nan Sheng couldn't bear it, and raised his eyes in panic.

But it ran into his fiery gaze.

His eyes are very beautiful, deep and bright, like a night sky full of stars.

Their eyes were entwined with each other, and sparks crackled and exploded in the air...

Nan Sheng was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe too hard.

She thought he would do something, but he didn't do anything, just stared at her deeply.

Like a master fisherman, patiently waiting for the little fish to take the bait obediently...

The feeling of heartbeat overload is very torturous.

"You... what did you say?" Nan Sheng couldn't help it.

If she didn't break the ambiguous atmosphere, she was afraid that she would suffocate to death.

"Wronged?" he asked repeatedly, his voice hoarse and charming.

"No." She subconsciously denied.

"No?" He raised his eyebrows.

Obviously there is.

And he saw it too.

Nan Sheng lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and suddenly felt that his denial was so feeble.

Why would I unconsciously become awkward in front of him?

Pressing her lips hard, she tilted her head slightly, stopped dodging, raised her eyes and looked at him generously, "If I am wronged, will you help me vent my anger?"

At this moment, even she herself didn't realize that there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"No," he said.

Hope falls like a meteor.

"Then what does it matter to you whether I am wronged or not?" She laughed at herself, lowering her eyelids, laughing at herself for being overwhelmed.

In fact, she regretted it after asking, but it was too late to take it back.

"It's okay." He still spoke in a calm manner.

"Since it's okay, why bother to ask Mr. Fu?"

He bowed his head slightly, and breathed in her ear, "You can try to establish a relationship with me."