It was difficult for Jiang Zhimiao to tell which party the kiss started from.

From the moment she entered the door, she kissed Shen Zhuowen's lips, and then kissed his Adam's apple teasingly.

Men are the most insufferable animals.

Under the teasing, the turbulent waves covered everything under the swaying night.

Jiang Zhimiao was also held in Shen Zhuowen's arms. His big, sharp-jointed hands lay across the waist, pressing down as if to rub her into his own blood and bones.

It's so hard that it hurts.

Her long eyelashes drooped, and she could only weakly climb up to Shen Zhuowen's neck and kiss him with her lips.

Tingling on lips.

The taste of rust spread into his mouth along his lips and tongue, and Jiang Zhimiao subconsciously pushed away the man's tongue.

The next moment, he occupied all of her in an even more domineering manner.

The man stretched his body, and the muscles on his shoulders and back were trembling. Under the thin light, he looked like a wild and unruly cheetah. He pressed her under him, grabbing everything about her in his hands, sight, feeling and Touch, all reactions are controlled by him.

Jiang Zhimiao only felt that Shen Zhuowen was crazy tonight, and seemed to have made up his mind.

Before she could think about it for a while, her body curled up unconsciously, and her thoughts were thrown into the air again.

Interrupt thoughts.

The high intensity and back pain caused her to almost have the illusion of death.

Jiang Zhimiao gasped with green-white fingers sticking to the man's chest, " No, don't ... "

Shen Zhuowen said quietly , " Don't you still pester me?"

His voice was close to her ear, and she looked back.

Jiang Zhimiao's eyes were dancing, and she looked back after him, only to see a pair of slender women's legs wrapped tightly around the man's strong waist.

Her lips trembled, and soon she was unable to speak.

In the end, Jiang Zhimiao's eyes were filled with darkness, as if he was sinking into an endless abyss, letting his body fall downwards.

Shen Zhuowen looked at the sleeping woman, with a gloomy expression on his face, and stood up and got out of bed.

Opening the door, he walked out.

Chen Xuan never thought that he would have to work overtime in the middle of the night. It was rare for him not to work the night shift. He took a rest at home and was called over by Shen Zhuowen.

Under the dim light of the empty living room, Chen Xuan checked Shen Zhuowen's wrist, then raised his head and said , " What did you do today?"

Shen Zhuowen never thought of hiding it from Chen Xuan and said , " I just beat up someone."

Chen Xuan said , " Do you know that your wrist has just been broken? It can't withstand your torture, do you know?"

Shen Zhuowen frowned, but he didn't answer, "How's it going?"

"Don't do any strenuous exercise in the future." Chen Xuan said expressionlessly , " If you want to become a disabled person, that's a different matter."

Of course, this is an exaggeration.

Shen Zhuowen said nothing.

Chen Xuan looked at Shen Zhuowen whose expression remained unchanged, looked at the dark corridor, and whispered , " The date for Renqi's return has been decided. Are you really not going to stop here?"

Shen Zhuowen was silent.

Just when Chen Xuan thought that Shen Zhuowen was not going to speak anymore, the man said , " She is my secretary."

This statement is just deceiving oneself and deceiving others, but after all, Chen Xuan is not Shen Zhuowen and cannot influence his decision.

Chen Xuan said , " Forget it, I'm here today, so I can check your eyes by the way."

Shen Zhuowen raised his eyes and looked at him.

Chen Xuan raised a small flashlight, approached Shen Zhuowen, and observed his pupils.

"Have you had any vertigo recently?"

"No."

"Are your eyes dry or very uncomfortable? Can you still see clearly with the prescription you were prescribed before?"

...

Jiang Zhimiao was heated up the next day.

She struggled to open her eyes, and what she saw was pitch-black darkness. This darkness was still moving, rising and falling.

After his brain shut down for a moment, Jiang Zhimiao blinked, and then he realized that this was not darkness at all, but a man's ... chest muscles.

Her mind suddenly cleared and she looked up.

Shen Zhuowen's side face was exposed, and he lowered his head. He must have been awakened by her large movements, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Zhimiao hummed softly and turned to look out the window.

The plain black curtains were closed, making the room dark, but from the faint light coming out from the middle of the curtains, one could tell that it was already morning.

She sat up with her palms on the bed, lowering her eyes slightly to check the marks on her body.

Soon, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though Shen Zhuowen was rude and brutal last night, he still showed some restraint. At least he didn't make her too embarrassed.

There are basically no traces from the collarbone upwards.

Even if there is, it can basically be covered with liquid foundation.

Jiang Zhimiao turned aside to get his phone, looked at the time, and asked , " How is your hand?"

She wanted to ask in the car yesterday, but the timing was wrong and she delayed it until now. Shen Zhuowen said calmly , " It's okay."

Jiang Zhimiao , " Really?"

The fingertips climbed up the man's strong forearm and rubbed the wrist. There seemed to be no unnatural curvature of the wrist.

She breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt, and prepared to get out of bed, "Want to eat braised pork ribs?"

Shen Zhuowen raised his eyes and looked at the woman standing beside the bed.

When the woman got up, she deliberately put on her nightgown, exposing her long straight legs.

It was so refreshing that he almost thought of the woman sobbing last night, asking him to hurt her and let her go.

Seeing that Shen Zhuowen didn't respond, Jiang Zhimiao asked again.

Shen Zhuowen then hummed.

Jiang Zhimiao first walked into the bathroom, washed his face, and then went to the kitchen to marinate the ribs and cook rice.

After doing all this, she went back to the bathroom to put on makeup.

After putting on makeup, the time for marinating and simmering was almost over, so she packed it into two lunch boxes, one of which she deliberately packed by a third.

Jiang Zhimiao looked back at Shen Zhuowen who was walking out of the room, and said softly , " Should I take a taxi first?"

Shen Zhuowen glanced at the lit screen and nodded.

Yayuan is still a certain distance from Shen Zhuowen's company. It takes more than 20 minutes to get there by taxi. Moreover, it is a residential area, so it takes a certain amount of time for a private car to get in.

Jiang Zhimiao started taking a taxi when he was taking the elevator.

However, when she walked to the side of the road, the car hadn't arrived yet.

After asking with her cell phone, she learned that the other party was stuck at the entrance and it might take a few minutes to come over. She raised her head again and looked at the green plants in Yayuan.

A Maybach suddenly drove out of the underground garage next to it.

The car window is not closed.

Jiang Zhimiao stood at the door, and Shen Zhuowen's profile flashed past.

He was on the phone, frowning.

A little bit impatient.

Who else could make him look like this so early in the morning?

Jiang Zhimiao didn't look carefully. The car was going too fast and passed by in front of him.

Jiang Zhimiao put down her bag at the company she visited. She just got the breakfast handed over by Song Rou and raised her head to look at Shen Zhuowen's office.

The man still looked as indifferent and calm as usual.

Then, he looked over to her.

There was also a message on Jiang Zhimiao's computer, asking her to enter the office.