Chapter 39

The vision condenses on her bright red lip, the Adam's apple between his neck moves, the consciousness tells him the most true idea.

Although she was ill and pale as a piece of paper, the color of her lips was darker, redder and more dazzling than usual.

He is not a person who can restrain himself, and he never wrongs himself. If he wants to do something, he will not think too much about it. He will talk about the consequences after doing it.

Dong Zhengnan bowed his head, kissing the red lips that attracted all his attention, grinding around like a delicious food.

Heyi felt that his breath was strangled, and his chest began to fluctuate greatly. He wanted to open his mouth to breathe in, but he sent himself to his wolf mouth.

A few minutes later, he was finally willing to let her go.

It's not that he's willing, but he doesn't let go. He's afraid that he won't be able to hold on to her. He wants her when she's asleep.

Besides, he still prefers women who are responsive, like this - dead fish. Even if he has feelings again, he is acting alone.

Trying to suppress the desire in her body, Dong Zhengnan gently moves Heyi's body away from his arms, adjusts her sleeping position, takes out the quilt that is about to kiss the floor, and carefully covers it for her.

After all this, he was like a thief, closing the door quietly and then leaving.

He Yi's sleep was comfortable and refreshing. He felt much better.

She looked up at the alarm clock on the bedside table, continued to close her eyes, then suddenly opened her eyes, picked up the alarm clock and looked at it carefully. She was so scared that she immediately jumped out of bed, "it's eleven o'clock! How can I sleep so long? What about Uncle Ji? Why don't you wake me up? "

Heyi turns over to look for the shoes, but the slippers are like playing hide and seek with her. She looks around and doesn't see the shadow of the slippers.

Just as she was about to go to bed barefoot, the servant knocked on the door and came in. He put his slippers in front of her and said respectfully, "madam, you are awake."

"Why don't you wake me up? I'm late for work! " He Yi rubs his hair and his face collapses.

"But Uncle Ji said that you had asked for leave, so he specially told us not to disturb you."

He Yi's disorderly and disorderly action is still in his hand because of a word from the servant.

Asking for leave? When did she ask for leave? Why doesn't her client know?

"You Sure? Is that what uncle Ji told you? He said, "I've asked for leave?" He Yi pointed to himself with an unbelievable look on his face.

"Yes, ma'am." The servant nodded and confirmed the idea in He Yi's heart again.

The servant was ready to leave. Seeing what she was holding, she turned back to her and said, "madam, this is the express that was delivered downstairs just now. The recipient is your name."

He Yi took the package, a face confused, this painting style change too fast, her heart some can't bear.

The express face sheet on the package is only the sender, and the address is also the location of the villa, but Heyi just can't understand. Who will know her current address and send her express?

She carefully opened the package and found that it contained a box of Ganmaoling granules.

Who would have sent it to her?

She knows so many people in Beicheng, and only Dong Zhengnan and Gu Jinzhi know that she lives here. If it's sent by a man, it's a little unlikely. Is it difficult to be a better person with them? For example, Wei Mengyao.

He Yi probably thinks that this box of Ganmaoling granule is sent by Wei Mengyao. He picks up her mobile phone to find her mobile phone number and dials it.

The bell kept ringing, but no one answered.

Repeatedly dial several times, Wei Mengyao's mobile phone is always in the state of no answer.

He Yi is disappointed. He puts down his mobile phone, takes apart Ganmaoling granule, and goes to the hot water room to brew. When he comes back, Wei Mengyao's message comes in.

What's the matter? Heyi, I was taking a bath just now.

I just want to say thank you.

Holding a mobile phone, Wei Mengyao is a bit dull. Isn't this silly girl still thinking about yesterday? She shook her head helplessly. Her long finger moved on the screen of her mobile phone again, typing out a long string of words. After confirming that there was no problem, she clicked confirm to send.

Nothing. I'm a friend and boss. Don't worry about it.

Heyi was in a good mood when she drank the warm granules. It was made of Coptis, but she didn't feel any bitterness at this moment.

When she came down from the room, she met uncle Ji, who had just come back from the outside. She wanted to find out about asking for leave, so she stopped him from going to the kitchen. "Ah, uncle Ji, wait a minute. I have something to ask you."

"Ma'am..."

"In the morning, the servant said that I had asked for leave, and that you said that. What's the matter?" She just went to bed early yesterday. When she woke up, she felt that the whole world had changed."Mr. Dong said that you had asked for leave."

"Mr. Dong, Dong Zhengnan? Has he been to the villa? " He Yi picked to pick eyebrow, pursued to ask a.

"Yes, yesterday when I was warming porridge for you, my husband came and stayed in your bedroom all the time."

"In my bedroom? Did he do anything? "

Uncle Ji He hesitated and replied, "I'm not very clear about your private affairs..."

Even if it's clear, how dare you say it? He can't just talk about the master's affairs.

He Yi subconsciously touches her chin. She doesn't believe that Dong Zhengnan will have such a kind heart to see her. It's almost comparable to the probability of the appearance of meteor comet, which is rare in a hundred years.

However, she thought for a moment that it was not entirely impossible. After all, what happened in the company yesterday, he probably felt a little conscience upset, so he mercifully gave her a day off.

Since he likes to be a cat, he can't play the mouse too hard. In this way, he doesn't have much fun, does he?

In Dong Zhengnan's opinion, He Yi's thinking is very wrong, because he never knows how to write the word "conscience uneasiness".

At the moment, the president's office of Dong's group is carrying out a secret plan.

Minglou came in from the outside. The newspaper and magazine in his hand was rolled into a long one.

"President Dong."

Dong Zhengnan continued to concentrate on typing on the keyboard of his laptop without raising his head. If he was not the closest person, he would not have noticed that his eyelids were slightly raised for a moment.

"You've bought everything?" Dong Zhengnan finished typing the last word, pressed enter, then directly closed the computer and put it aside.

"Yes." Minglou answers in a straight line and unfolds the things he just bought one by one on his desk for Dong Zhengnan to watch.

Then he picked up some weights and pressed them on the four corners that would be warped because of the long strips. After all this, he stepped back and stood aside, waiting for Dong Zhengnan's next instruction.

Dong Zhengnan's slender fingers fall on the various entertainment sections, but his eyes are attracted by the black-and-white sections about business events. In two different newspapers, there is the same report that the president of Dong's group has married another wife, and has long parted ways with the famous model Shen sichen. The identity of the new wife is a mystery.

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