After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

Chapter 47: Do you take it off yourself, or should I help you take it off?

Liu Yancheng was furious when suddenly his cell phone rang.

Liu Yancheng glanced at the phone number flashing on the screen of his mobile phone, with a wanton smile on his face.

He answered the phone and said in a frivolous tone: "Miss Song, why do you have time to call me?"

"Of course I want to give Mr. Liu a gift." Song Yuyao smiled sweetly.

"What gift? Beauty?"

"Master Liu is indeed smart."

Liu Yancheng became interested: "Really, what kind of beauty?"

"A beauty who can make Mr. Liu fall in love at first sight." Song Yuyao's tone was faint and malicious: "I don't know that you are not interested?"

Song Yuyao hung up the phone amidst Liu Yancheng's excited voice and said to Shen Yumei on the side: "It's done, if you provoke Liu Yancheng, Song Mingyi will shed her skin even if she doesn't die!"

……

Song Mingyi lowered her eyes and stood quietly in the office.

Zheng Wanru sitting behind the desk is busy.

It was about two hours before she looked up.

Seeing Song Mingyi, he was very surprised: "Why are you still here?"

Song Mingyi said: "Manager Zheng hasn't given any instructions yet."

"Really? Look at my brain." Zheng Wanru patted her forehead, looking very annoyed, and said: "Sorry, I was busy and forgot. Brother Shenxing asked you to send him a set of clothes. He needs it tonight. Attend important occasions.”

When Song Mingyi heard this, she knew that she had been tricked by Zheng Wanru. She was not angry at all: "Okay, I'll send it off now."

Song Mingyi said, picked up the clothes on the side, turned around and left.

Zheng Wanru was in disbelief: "Song Mingyi, you just left like this?"

"Otherwise?" Song Mingyi seemed confused: "Does Manager Zheng have any other instructions? Or has he forgotten something?"

"No."

"That's good." After Song Mingyi said this, he left the office.

Zheng Wanru didn't expect Song Mingyi to leave like this, and the look on her face suddenly became very ugly.

She originally thought that after it took so long, Song Mingyi would not dare to send clothes. Then it would be her chance, but she did not expect that Song Mingyi was not afraid at all.

Zheng Wanru couldn't help but throw the pen in her hand to the ground and cursed a bitch angrily.

Song Mingyi held a suit and entered the president's office smoothly.

When Yan Zheng saw Song Mingyi, he couldn't help but said, "Young madam, why are you here now? Mr. Lu has been waiting for a long time."

"Something unexpected happened."

"Come in quickly, Mr. Lu lost his temper just now." Yan Zheng said and knocked on the door of the CEO's office: "President, the young lady is here."

Song Mingyi stepped in.

Lu Shenxing was wearing a black shirt and sitting at his desk doing work. He didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't even know Song Mingyi was coming.

Lu Shenxing was angry.

The low pressure all over his body and the gloomy look on his face showed that he was furious.

Song Mingyi hung the clothes on a hanger nearby and asked, "Where is the medicine box?"

Lu Shenxing ignored her.

Song Mingyi wasn't angry either. She looked around and quickly found the medical kit. She walked over and took it over.

"Mr. Lu, do you want to take it off yourself, or should I help you take it off?"

Lu Shenxing flipped through the documents without raising his head, as if there was a flower on the document.

Song Mingyi sighed, walked behind Lu Shenxing, held the armrests of the wheelchair, and easily pulled Lu Shenxing away from the desk.

This sudden distance made Lu Shenxing unable to control his anger anymore.

Lu Shenxing said sternly: "Song Mingyi! What are you doing? Do you really think that my mother and Mo Mo like you, so you can be so presumptuous in front of me?"

Song Mingyi shook her head and said honestly: "Of course not. Mr. Lu, I'm just concerned about your injury."

"There are more and more tricks!"

Song Mingyi said: "I saw clothes thrown in the trash can next to me, and you were already wearing clothes. In other words, there was no need for you to ask the design department to send clothes. But you still did it. , then there is only one explanation, you are injured."

The location of the injury is not yet clear.

Song Mingyi could easily guess where it was.

Seeing that Lu Shenxing didn't move, Song Mingyi simply stepped forward to unbuckle his belt.

"Song Mingyi!" Lu Shenxing grabbed Song Mingyi's wrist, his face full of anger: "You are so presumptuous!"

"Well, I was a bit presumptuous today. But I did so for Chen Chen. Chen Chen is talented and smart, but he is too young and needs his father's protection by his side."

Lu Shenxing sneered: "With such clever words, no wonder he managed to coax a stupid guy like Chen Chen."

Saying this, the hand holding Song Mingyi's wrist slowly released.

"I am sincere to Chen Chen." Song Mingyi said and suddenly took off Lu Shenxing's pants, revealing his two smooth and strong thighs.

This man is really blessed. He has been unable to walk for such a long time, and the lines of his legs are not loose.

I really don't know how sexy and attractive these legs are when he is healthy.

This is probably the legendary leg-playing year.

"Song Mingyi!"

Song Mingyi's gaze was too unrestrained and naked, and Lu Shenxing was a little annoyed.

"Don't worry, I'll show you right away."

Song Mingyi drove away the yellow waste in her mind and focused her attention. Only then did she realize that Lu Shenxing's thighs had been burned with huge blisters, and the surrounding skin was also extremely red and swollen.

Song Mingyi couldn't help but said: "Is Mr. Lu so good at playing? Can he do it like this?"

Lu Shenxing gritted his teeth: "Shut up! If you say one more word, get out of here!"

Song Mingyi raised his hand to close the seal.

She took out disinfectant, cotton swabs, etc. from the medical kit, and took out the silver needle she carried with her.

Song Mingyi's movements were so natural, but Lu Shenxing took her for granted.

Song Mingyi squatted between Lu Shenxing's legs, disinfected the silver needle, and immediately popped the blisters on his legs.

After squeezing out all the pus, he was disinfected and given medicine, and finally gauze was used to bandage the wound.

Somehow, the gauze slipped from her hand.

Song Mingyi subconsciously reached out to take it, and her body, which was already very close, continued to approach Lu Shenxing.

Her pink cheek was almost touching his belly.

This position, this atmosphere, and this distance were all extremely ambiguous, and Lu Shenxing's breathing suddenly became chaotic.

Song Mingyi felt something moved and was pushing her silently.

Song Mingyi said subconsciously: "Don't make trouble, I'll reach the gauze soon."

"Song Mingyi!" Lu Shenxing couldn't help but grab Song Mingyi's shoulders: "That's enough!"

Song Mingyi raised her head and noticed Lu Shenxing's suppressed expression, and then she realized what was being dishonest just now.

Her face suddenly turned red. Just when she was about to say something, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

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