Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

Jiang Mingyu looked embarrassed.

It was so embarrassing that when I saw Tang Jinchuan's face full of joking smiles close at hand from the corner of my eye, I forgot to avoid it.

Looking at each other, when he was young, Tang Jinchuan moved slightly and kissed her side face lightly.

The startled little secretary's eyes widened in an instant, and the eyes were still full of unaccustomed accidents and the eagerness to escape.

Tang Jinchuan raised his hand to hold her shoulder, pulled back and stood up straight. At the same time, he grabbed another ointment and stuffed it into Jiang Mingyu's hand, and said lightly,

Okay, it's your turn to serve me.

While speaking, Tang Jinchuan pulled his shirt out of his trousers, unbuttoned them one by one, and tore off his tie.

The broad shoulders with tight muscles were exposed, and there were several wounds on the back covered with waterproof gauze.

Jiang Mingyu stood up instantly.

Because at this moment, she clearly saw that there were faint red marks slowly seeping through the edges of several gauzes.

President, your wound

Well, it's a little cracked, it's okay.

Tang Jinchuan took off his shirt and put it aside.

He sat on the edge of the bed, raised his smooth and tight chin, hooked his fingers pretentiously, narrowed his eyes slightly and said,

Come on, Secretary Jiang, quickly change your boss' medicine.

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Jiang Mingyu knew that he was afraid of guilt, so he deliberately relaxed his tone and teased.

But the more so, the sadder she felt.

At this moment, one can know without thinking too much that Tang Jinchuan's injury is mostly caused by his struggle in the bar just now.

Although she couldn't blame herself for this matter, there was an uncontrollable pain spreading in her heart.

Right now, Jiang Mingyu climbed onto the bed carefully, and knelt directly behind Tang Jinchuan.

He took out gauze, alcohol and scissors from the medicine box next to him, and began to treat Tang Jinchuan's wound.

Fortunately, it was only because of some tearing that caused the wound to bleed again, but there was no broken thread.

Jiang Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly replaced all the waterproof patches on Tang Jinchuan's wounds.

After fixing the last piece of tape, I still couldn't help it, and said,

President, I'm sorry, it's all me,

thump--

But just as she was halfway through her words, the man sitting in front of her suddenly turned around and pinned her on the bed.

Jiang Mingyu fell backwards, her hair spread out on both sides of her body, and her loose collar was tilted to one side, revealing her icy collarbone and faint traces that were almost invisible.

Tang Jinchuan only took one look, then his eyes darkened.

There was an uncontrollable possessiveness in her whole body, and the strong aggression that Jiang Mingyu was already familiar with made her tremble uncontrollably in every pore.

In an instant, he understood what the man was thinking.

But at this moment, Tang Jinchuan leaned over resolutely, rubbed his slightly cool lips against hers, and said softly,

Mingyu, don't reject me, okay?

President, you know it's not possible, we,

Jiang Mingyu slightly turned the wrists held by Tang Jinchuan, but she didn't struggle as hard as before.

Tang Jinchuan immediately sensed the wavering in her heart, and hurriedly hit the railway while it was hot,

Shh, don't struggle, I still have a back injury. I won't lie to you, but it does hurt a little right now.

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Jiang Mingyu was startled, but then...she really didn't move.

Looking in the sky, the broken trembling in those eyes is still clear, in the silent night, it looks extraordinarily charming.

It is also more addictive.

At the same time, perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Jiang Mingyu suddenly couldn't see Tang Jinchuan's face clearly.

The security in her heart that she never knew was also crumbling along with her.