Strong love, the president deceives people too deeply

Er Shaopian 008. Face each other with real faces "Where is the hair dryer?" Yi Shuiling turned to him and asked him.

Rong Yicheng looked at her without saying a word, pointed to the cabinet beside him, and then sat down on the sofa.

Yi Shuiling walked to the cabinet, took out the hair dryer, walked behind him, and began to slowly dry his hair.

"Didn't I tell you not to come over?" Rong Yicheng felt her little hand gently stroking his head, and that gentle movement made him itch.

"You can't just be lazy on the first day of employment, right? I want to satisfy my employer so that I won't get fired, right?" Yi Shuiling smiled mischievously, and replied, looking down from the angle of her standing behind him Look, you can clearly see the firm pectoral muscles in his open neckline.

She thought that only a woman would be sexy and alluring when she half-covered it, but she didn't expect the man in front of her to be so sexy and alluring, which inexplicably made her a little shy, and she didn't dare to look directly at his alluring chest muscles.

The temperature of the small face became hotter and hotter, and the rhythm of the heartbeat was also inexplicably out of order.

"Well, very conscientious, it proves that I did not hire the wrong person." Rong Yicheng slightly hooked his lips, sniffing, smelling the faint fragrance of jasmine on her body, his heart fluttered slightly.

Yi Shuiling's slender fingers fiddled with his shiny black hair, and accidentally discovered a long and thin scar in the middle of his head, which seemed to have healed for a long time.

"How did you hurt your head?" She asked without thinking.

When Rong Yicheng heard this, his body froze slightly, his clear eyes darkened a bit, and his memory was suddenly recalled.

That sad night, that dark private room, that unknown woman, and her butterfly tattoo.

He was immersed in the long but never forgotten memories, and did not answer Yi Shuiling's question.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yi Shuiling thought he didn't want to tell her, so she didn't ask any more.

His hair is not long, so it dries quickly.

"The hair is blown dry." She told him lightly.

Rong Yicheng immediately pulled back his thoughts from the memory, nodded lightly, and thanked: "Thank you."

Yi Shuiling put the hair dryer back in the cabinet, said goodnight to him, and went back to his room.

That night, Rong Yicheng's heart seemed unable to calm down. He lay on the bed, frowning tightly, and the scene that happened in the private room five years ago kept appearing in his mind.

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In the morning of the next day, Yi Shuiling got up early, after washing up, changed into her work clothes, and put on those ugly glasses by the way, and then prepared breakfast for Rong Yicheng.

Because the food in the refrigerator was limited, she could only use local ingredients, fried two poached eggs, and made two bowls of noodles with sliced ​​meat and vegetables.

She looked at the time, it was only a few minutes before seven o'clock, why didn't Rong Yicheng come?

She untied the apron on her body and walked to the balcony, wanting to see if he was up, but when she came out of the balcony, she saw him exercising his arm strength with two dumbbells on his bare upper body.

She couldn't help but froze for a moment, her little face quickly blushing shyly.

God, this man's figure is too good.

Wide shoulders and narrow waist, strong chest muscles are extremely sexy, and the obvious abdominal muscles are slightly protruding, and the wheat-colored skin is shining with a healthy color under the rising sun, which is very attractive. people.

Holding dumbbells in both hands, Rong Yicheng kept lifting weights up and down, watching Yi Shuiling secretly from the corner of his eyes, and the corners of his lips raised slightly without a trace.

There was a playful gleam in those cold eyes.

He kept silent on purpose, wanting to see how long she would stare at him so straightly.

Yi Shuiling stood on the balcony like a fossil, staring at the man on the opposite balcony. Although she has become a mother, in fact, her heart and body are very pure.

"Cough cough..." She coughed twice, pretending to be calm and said: "Well... breakfast is ready, hurry up and eat, or the noodles will be mushy."

After finishing speaking, when Rong Yicheng looked over, she quickly lowered her head, turned around and fled back into the house.

"Huh..." As soon as she entered the room, she realized that her face was unbearably hot, and her heart was beating like a deer.

Rong Yicheng stopped lifting weights, turned his head to look at the empty balcony, the arc of his lips widened slightly.

He turned around and entered the room, walked into the room, took a shower, changed into simple clothes, and came out of the room refreshed.

He took the bank card and spare key on the table and walked out of the house.

When he came to Yi Shuiling's gate, he found that the gate had already been opened.

"Morning." He walked in and saw Yi Shuiling sitting on the sofa in a daze.

"Morning, hurry up and have breakfast, the noodles are all mushy."

The two sat at the dining table, Yi Shuiling picked up the chopsticks, lowered her head and was about to eat noodles, when suddenly a hand stretched out in front of her, she was startled and instinctively leaned back slightly, staring at Rong Yicheng sitting opposite.

Rong Yicheng's hands froze in mid-air, then his tall body leaned forward, and with a wave of his hand, he took off the black-rimmed glasses on her face.

"It's not myopia, so don't wear it at home." He said lightly, and put the glasses aside casually.

Yi Shuiling 囧, pouted slightly, muttering: "Then why are you wearing glasses again? Are you pretending to be cool?"

"I was discovered by you." Rong Yicheng raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, took off the glasses on his face, and pursed his lips and said: "From now on at home, we will not wear glasses, and face each other with our true faces."

In fact, he is not short-sighted, because his eyes are too sharp, so he wears glasses purely to cover the sharpness of his eyes.

For some reason, Yi Shuiling felt inexplicably panicked when he heard his words "face each other with true faces".

Because there is an unknown secret hidden in her heart, that is, she concealed the matter of giving birth to a daughter out of wedlock.

In the company, no one knows except Mo Mo.

Moreover, when she filled out her resume, she filled it out as unmarried, and her family only filled in her parents, and did not include Yi Xiaoya.

She was afraid that others would look at her with colored eyes about her unmarried childbirth, and she was even more afraid of losing her job because of it, so she would not tell others about it.

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After breakfast, Yi Shuiling quickly cleaned up the dishes, while Rong Yicheng was still sitting on the sofa waiting for her like last night.

After a while, Yi Shuiling came out from the kitchen.

"Come here." He looked at her lightly.

"What's the matter?" Yi Shuiling walked up to him, but didn't sit down.

Rong Yicheng raised his head slightly, and after glancing at her, he took out the bank card and spare key from his pocket and handed them to her.

"This is the key to my house. I will make breakfast and dinner at my place in the future. The money in this card is for you to buy groceries. In addition, it contains the three months' salary I paid in advance for you..."

"What? You paid me three months' salary in advance?" Yi Shuiling's eyes widened in surprise, and his voice raised a lot.

"En." Rong Yicheng looked up at her surprised look, nodded indifferently, then gently raised his hand holding the card and key in front of her, motioning for her to take it.

"No, I can't. I just started working, and you paid me three months' salary in advance. Are you crazy?" Yi Shuiling shook his head, insisting on refusing to accept the bank card and keys he handed over.

Rong Yicheng couldn't help but curled up his lips amusedly, and said, "Are you crazy? You don't even want money."

"You just think I'm crazy, anyway, I have no reason to take the money you paid in advance." Yi Shuiling pouted, she really needs money, but she is poor and ambitious, she originally planned to go back to the company today Mo Mo borrowed money to tide over the current difficulties.

"Hehe..." Rong Yicheng couldn't help chuckling, shook his head lightly, and put the key and bank card on the table.

He stood up, took a step closer to Yi Shuiling, curled his lips slightly close to her ear, and said in a low voice: "If you think there is no reason, then you can withdraw money from it after you have done it for a month." , if you really need money urgently, treat it as a loan from me, and the amount you borrow will be deducted from your salary."

Yi Shuiling stood still, her hands clenched into fists with nervousness, she felt his gentle voice brushing against her cheeks like a spring breeze, making her blush involuntarily.

At the heart, the heartbeat was also pounding with tension.

Rong Yicheng slightly lowered his eyelids, staring at her right in front of him, his breath was filled with the faint fragrance from her body, he couldn't help but move his face closer to hers, his lips were about to touch her face Suddenly, he saw that her body visibly shook.

His eyes flickered involuntarily, and suddenly he walked past her and walked towards the door.

"Huh..." After he walked away, Yi Shuiling couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, his legs softened, and he fell down on the sofa.

Her heart, like a motor, was beating wildly.

"Wait for me, let's go back to the company together."

Suddenly Rong Yicheng's voice came from the door, and she jumped off the sofa like an electric shock, looking at the door.

In the next second, she realized that her reaction was a bit excessive, and her little face, which was originally blush, turned a little darker.

Rong Yicheng stood at the door, frowning slightly, staring at her closely, as if waiting for her answer.

"I... I'd better go back by car." Yi Shuiling gently moved her lips and said in a low voice.

Surprise flashed in Rong Yicheng's cold eyes, he was silent for a while, and said, "It's up to you."

After speaking, he turned and walked out the door.