Deliberate favoritism, the cold-faced president surrenders obediently

He put down the tablet in his hand, walked to Lin Qian's side, pulled her out of the quilt, and then took her to the sofa.

"Get up and blow dry your hair."

"That's almost it."

The man refused to give up, "If you go to bed without drying it, you will get a migraine."

After saying that, he picked up the hair dryer again and stood behind the woman to blow her hair.

The hand that was blow-drying her hair accidentally brushed across the back of her neck. The skin brushed by his fingertips brought a current of electricity, a tingling sensation that spread through the skin to her limbs.

At first the girl thought he did it unintentionally, but after doing it many times she realized that the man did it on purpose.

The woman looked at the man in the mirror who was carefully blowing her hair, and couldn't help but hum in her heart.

The man may look well-dressed on the surface, but he is actually a beast in human clothing in private.

Li Yanxiu raised his eyes, noticed the little expression on her face, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The man seemed to be able to read her mind. All her little thoughts were exposed under his gaze. He changed the hand that was touching her hair to gently stroke her face. "Scold me?"

Lin Qian was shocked.

How could a man know what she was thinking?

She lowered her eyes and lied softly, "I didn't curse."

The man didn't argue with her. He put down the hair dryer in his hand and said lightly, "It seems that Qianqian was not satisfied just now..."

Before he could speak, Lin Qian covered his mouth and said, "That's enough, let's go to bed."

But the man did not acknowledge her plea for mercy and licked her palm instead.

The soft and warm touch of the woman's hand scared her so much that she quickly retracted her hand, her cheeks slightly hot.

Lin Qian quickly fled back to bed, covered herself with the quilt, and closed her eyes nervously.

Lin Qian lay with her back to the man, feeling the depression on the side of the bed next to her, and even her breathing slowed down a lot.

After turning off the lights, the man began to move towards her restlessly.

The man hugged Lin Qian from behind, kissing her neck and shoulders...

Lin Qian wanted to refuse, but subconsciously followed the man's rhythm.

She bit her lip and hated herself for being so useless. It was clearly she who had to reject the man's invitation.

But now she was cooperating with him, which seemed more like she was reluctant.

His hands gradually moved up Lin Qian's waist, kissing every inch of her skin with utmost tenderness.

Lin Qian bit her lips and clenched the bed sheets with her fingers.

Li Yanxiu frowned slightly when he saw how nervous she was. He sucked her earlobe with his thin lips, and his warm breath sprayed on her ear canal. While kissing her, he said, "It's not your first time. Are you so nervous?"

Lin Qian had already prepared herself, but the man suppressed his desire in the bathroom and just pleased her.

She even secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was so late today and the man would not want her anymore.

After all, this was the first time between them after so long.

How could she not be nervous?

The woman hooked her arm around Li Yanxiu's neck and stared at him intently, "You're helping me vent my anger, is this what you thought of?"

Li Yanxiu pressed his hand hard on his back and said in a low voice, "Don't want to?"

Of course Lin Qian knew that the moment he carried her into the bedroom, she knew that she would not be able to escape today.

But now that the atmosphere has become like this, how can she refuse?

Besides, there is a contract between her and the man. He can do whatever he wants to her. She belongs to him completely. What can he do even if she doesn't want to?

What's more, the man not only helped her deal with the rumors in the company recently, but also helped her teach Dewey a lesson. Each and every one of these things struck her heart.

Seeing that the woman did not answer for a long time, the man's eyes were filled with turbulent waves.

"Are you still thinking of breaking up with me?" the man asked coldly, his eyes lingering on the expression on her face.

The man increased the strength of his hands, forcing her to submit, "Speak!"

Faced with the man's sudden attack, the woman realized that he might have misunderstood her, so she covered her mouth to prevent any embarrassing sounds from escaping.

While answering his question, "No...I'm not unwilling."

After hearing the answer he wanted to hear, the man kissed her lips again with satisfaction.

Lin Qian felt as if a violent storm was sweeping over her body, making her want to scream loudly. She couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"Li Yanxiu...be gentle...be gentle..."

The man no longer held back, took off his bathrobe, and kissed her violently.

After so many days, one can imagine how much he missed her.

The two people pressed tightly together, and the next second, the man leaned over and wanted to completely possess her.

But Lin Qian seemed to feel a sudden warm sensation under her body.

This feeling seemed different from the feeling the man had just given her, and it was a little sticky.

Lin Qian seemed to have thought of something, and she regained consciousness instantly.

She pushed the man hard, "Li Yanxiu, I think I'm having my period..."

The woman's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing all the desires in his body.

Who can understand the itchy feeling of wanting to eat something but not being able to?

He raised his fingers and looked at the bright red blood on his fingertips.

I lowered my head and saw another small stain on the bed sheet.

The fire in my heart has completely cooled down.

Lin Qian looked at the man's disappointed expression, her cheeks slightly red, and looked at him awkwardly, "I'm sorry."

She didn't expect that her period would suddenly come early. The arrow was on the string, but it stopped abruptly at the critical moment. This behavior was really disappointing.

Li Yanxiu frowned, he stood up quickly, got out of bed, walked to the bedside table, took a few tissues and wiped the blood off his hands.

Then he stood up and left the master bedroom without looking back.

The man's attitude was so cold and callous, completely different from the man who had been so gentle with her just now.

Lin Qian guessed that he was upset because he was stopped halfway through, so he left her alone in the room without hesitation.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt sour in her heart, and a strange feeling crept into her heart.

The huge gap between the past and the present made her feel very aggrieved and uncomfortable.

Lin Qian bit her lips and buried her face in the pillow.

She thought she would not have any expectations of Li Yanxiu, but as long as he was nice to her, she couldn't help it. She felt that she was really a masochist. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but tears flowed into the pillow.

She tried hard to adjust her mood, stopped worrying, stood up, put on her bathrobe, and walked into the bathroom.

But just as she was about to close the bathroom door, she heard the master bedroom door slam, and Li Yanxiu's voice came from outside, "There's no sanitary napkins in the bathroom. Why don't you know to buy some?"

After the man finished speaking, he stretched out a hand from outside and handed in a black plastic bag containing a pack of sanitary napkins.