Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

In the afternoon, Song Qingtian was working seriously.Han Qing gave her another interview, and she had to write the manuscript before she got off work.There is also an interview on Friday, and she has to prepare pottery materials in advance.

Her fingers were on the keyboard, clacking and typing quickly, because she was so focused that she didn't notice that all the colleagues around her were quiet.

For a moment, the sound of Song Qingtian typing on the keyboard resounded throughout the office.

She still didn't notice the sudden drop in air pressure in the entire office.

Until a colleague secretly pulled off her sleeve.

Only then did she look up from her work, "Why..."

"What's the matter?" Before he could say it, he stopped suddenly.

Shen Xiangzhi stood in front of her desk.

Song Qingtian froze all over.How did he come here?God...

Shen Xiangzhi was looking at him, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face was very ugly.

Song Qingtian knew he was angry.He is used to this when he is angry, and the aura radiating from his body seems to scare everyone else to death.

Song Qingtian was also nervous, her fingers on the computer keyboard could not help but tremble, "Shen...Mr. Shen..."

Shen Xiangzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face became even uglier.

"Shen... Shen..." Song Qingtian stammered nervously.In fact, she didn't know what to say.

Facing Shen Xiangzhi, especially when he was angry, she was really a little scared.His aura put a lot of pressure on her.

Everyone in the office watched them silently.They didn't know what they wanted to see, but Shen Xiangzhi was here, and they had to look at him.And pretty quiet, as if they didn't exist.

"Song Qingtian, come up with me." Shen Xiangzhi finally moved a step, he was no longer like a statue, standing there looking at Song Qingtian seriously.

Song Qingtian stood up consciously.

Shen Xiangzhi walked forward. He strode forward very fast. Song Qingtian needed to trot to catch up with him.

He pressed the president's exclusive elevator, and Song Qingtian hurried over, fearing that he would close the door suddenly.Could she get her head stuck in the elevator?Song Qingtian thought subconsciously.

Because of jogging for a while, Song Qingtian panted lowly, her mind was messed up and empty, and she was a little dazed.

Before she could recover, she was suddenly pushed against the wall by a strong force.Shen Xiangzhi turned over abruptly and blocked her lips fiercely.

He kissed her very hard, as if he wanted to swallow her in one mouthful.There is not even a breath of air between the lips and teeth.

Song Qingtian was frightened by his intense kiss, she opened her eyes wide, white lights flashed in her mind, she couldn't think at all.

But such intense kisses often don't last long.Song Qingtian felt that if she continued to kiss like this, she would definitely suffocate to death.

She desperately pushed Shen Xiangzhi's chest, her tentacles were hard muscles.His figure is really good, but she is really unable to appreciate and feel it right now.

"Woo... woo woo, let it go..." Song Qingtian's voice was sobbing and he couldn't hear it clearly.

But Shen Xiangzhi still understood.He finally let go of her, and Song Qingtian seemed to have escaped from the prison.Open your mouth wide and take a big gulp of fresh air.

But Shen Xiangzhi obviously didn't intend to let her go.The elevator door opened suddenly, and he picked her up horizontally, and carried Song Qingtian into his office in full view of everyone.

Song Qingtian felt ashamed and blushed, wishing she could find a hole to bury herself.But right now, he could only bury his head in Shen Xiangzhi's arms as much as possible, deafening his ears.

Shen Xiangzhi carried Song Qingtian back to the office, and pressed her on the sofa.Song Qingtian struggled to remember, but was pressed even tighter by him.

"You...don't mess around..."

"Mr. Shen? You call me Mr. Shen? Sunny day, have you forgotten how you called me in bed last night?"