A bossy CEO never stops loving

In the luxury private room of the Gavestine Hotel, a Xia Lin was dazed by a group of people, and even how many people were in front of her, but still did not forget to take out her design draft from the bag. "Mr. Zhang, this is our design draft, please see if you are interested in investing in our company." The bald man in his 40s, who did not look at the several colorful design drafts, threw them aside, looked at a double color eyes with a smile, and drank the two cheeks of the red Xia purple ink: "Miss Xia, read the draft is not in a hurry, come and come, drink another cup, drink this cup, we will talk about investment." After a cup of wine, Xia lin was completely lying on the table. A fat woman and her assistant looked at each other, and then smiled at the bald man and said, "Mr. Zhang, we have something to do, so we'll leave first." Zhang Balzi half picked up the lying Xia Lin , some can't wait: "Go, go." The fat woman went to the door and did not forget to turn around and said: "Zhang, remember the signing of things tomorrow." "I won't drink, I can't drink..." Xia Lin drunk as mud, let the bald man will hold her up, half dragged out. A waiter came and said, "Mr. Zhang, the room is ready." Outside the hotel, a silver-gray Lamborghini pulled up to the side, and bodyguards on both sides stood respectfully waiting. "Young master, this is the information of Lei's, you have a look." The man's slender hand took it and turned it over while walking, and the black trench coat in the gorgeous light of the hotel lobby drew an elegant and noble arc. The cool, deep voice came: "Buy it in ten days." "Yes, Sir." The man buttoned down his trench coat and his slender legs stepped out of the door. "Stop! Don't run! A woman's high-heeled shoes hurried across the cold, glowing marble floor toward the door. "Stop! Don't run! There's someone coming after us. Perhaps the sound of high-root shoes stepping on the ground was too sharp and messy, and the man wrinkled up his good-looking long eyebrows and stopped slightly. At this time Xia Lin has rushed out, the foot of the shoe root 'click' broke, she fell in a very good-looking position at the foot of the man. In the blink of an eye, the people behind him ran up, and one of them pointed at her fiercely: "b***h, don't you dare run." Xia Lin looked up without hesitation, reached out and hugged the long legs of the man in front of her, and she tried to stay awake: "Sir, help me." The voice was clear, but shaking. The man looked back and saw that the woman's hand was too white under the light at night. Xia Lin's long hair fell on the floor, looking up at the man imploringly, she said again with a trembling voice: "Sir, please, save me." Jian Chen could feel the woman's hand shaking as she hugged his leg. She was wearing a long black dress, her white shapely calves slightly exposed at the back fork. Not sure of each other's identity, catch up people dare not go up to rob people. It is the butler of eastern Chen, know that his young master does not like the touch of strangers, is about to drive Xia Lin. Jian Chen lifted his hand, and then squatted to go, looking at the embarrassed Xia Lin on the ground, sexy lip Angle hooked up a good-looking smile: "Save you?" What good is it?" "What do you want?" is afraid, Xia Lin and subconsciously held some, she can not let go, a let go of her life will be doomed. Jian Chen's deep voice was like a lure from hell: "What have you got?" Holding his hand again tighter, she seemed to be a heart of a horizontal: "I have to give you!" "Deal," Jian Chen smile evil charm, also play. The group of chasing people could not watch him take people away, pointing to Jian Chen: "Stop, put people down." "Lan Yin, over to you." Jian Chen coldly left a word, holding Xia Lin stride away. The doors closed and the limo pulled away. Jian Chen looked down at the woman in her arms, soft black hair, deep black eyes, cheeks are drunk after the posture, Xu is always stretched consciousness relaxed, she does not know is asleep in the past, or fainted. Her body is very small and soft, it seems that holding is also a kind of enjoyment, Jian Chen suddenly have such an idea. The city's long street colorful neon, Hua Guang flow color, Jian Chen looked out the window of the traffic all the way away, suddenly felt the small hand in his arms grabbed his chest. I looked down to see her cheeks getting redder and redder, her body wriggling and breathing a little fast. 'Damn it! East Chen low curse: "They give you what to eat." Xia Lin drank more than wine, the bald man threw her up, in order to make the night more interesting, she also fed a little something else. But it was also the bowl of water with something else that made Xia Lin wake up and try to escape. "Drive faster." "Yes, Sir." The woman's hand kept moving, and her flushed white cheek brushed against his chest. ' Damn it! Jian Chen scolded a sentence, I dont know what he scolded, he pulled down the tie with some dry heat, the heart inexplicably accelerated up. What kind of woman he had never seen, but had never felt this way. The car pulled into a luxurious villa. JianChen gasped Xia Lin upstairs, thrown in the big boat. Xia Lin drunk eyes, do not know where they are. "Zixuan..." Something like a chirping sound, Jian Chen see swallowed throat, he irritatingly threw chicken clothes, solve the tie. Just when he wanted to go away, Xia Lin looked at the bedside wearing a white shirt fans misty figure and called: "purple xuan......" Seeing that he was leaving, she also held out her hand: "Zi Xuan... Don't go... Don't go..." 'Damn it! ’Jian Chen kicked the chair flying, once again pulled down the loose span tie, clearly there is nothing to bundle him, why still feel tight throat out of breath. "What I have, I give you..." The ear seems to ring the words of a woman, the Oriental magic sign walked past, he is a person who does not indulge but also does not suppress, want, just "Woman, you said it yourself, what you have, give it to me..." ... The next morning. Very pleasant bird song in the window merrily called, still in the dream Xia Lin thought, when her home can hear the bird. She turned uncomfortably, opened her eyes, and looked into a man's exquisitely rounded 45-degree profile. Eyes continue to look up, the room is atmospheric European decoration, a European painting hanging on the wall. "Ah..." High-decibel screams echo through this European-style castle. Jian Chen was shaken awake. 'Women don't scream! "What do you call it, so soon forget it, then I help you recall memories," Jian Chen turned again to press Xia Lin. It was strange that he expected her to shout and cry, but after she screamed she did nothing but sit on the floor, wrapped in the sheet, against the corner of the bed. She remained in this position until Jian Chen came out of the bathroom. JianChen cold eyes at her, wiping hair posture handsome and charming. But Xia Lin or eyelids did not lift, she should be thinking of last night. Last night, she went to an investor dinner with a design, got sold, ate something she shouldn't have, and then lost her innocence here. Jian Chen dried the water on his body, put on a white shirt, threw the bath towel on his hand to Xia Lin and said: "Wash and come down." And then he was gone. Xia Lin got up and limped to the bathroom.