"Oh... Ouyang... um... Ouyang..., you are amazing, um, so comfortable..."

Zhao Jiangchuan cried without shame.

Ouyang Lan's voice made Ouyang Lan grit her teeth with hatred.

The most hateful thing is that Zhao Jiangchuan shouted her name while calling.

The gnashing of teeth is naturally really gnashing of teeth.

Ouyang Lan stood behind Zhao Jiangchuan, pinching her tightly on Zhao Jiangchuan's neck and shoulders.

The expression of clenching his teeth, he didn't know if he was trying too hard, or if he wanted to strangle Zhao Jiangchuan to death.

An hour ago...

After twenty days and nights of fighting, Changhong's battle has come to an end.

Continuing to watch the market command every day, and suddenly relaxed under that kind of mental focus, Zhao Jiangchuan also felt a little tired.

After all, Zhao Jiangchuan is still alone.

It is absolutely impossible to play games with hundreds of millions of funds without a trace of pressure.

After this relaxation, I felt soreness all over my body.

The neck is sore, the shoulders are sore, and even the muscles in the waist are a little sore.

I can't feel it when I'm concentrating. When I go back to the office and lean on the sofa, they all come.

How to do?

What else can be done.

There is a small secretary, and it is useless to do nothing.

It's a pity that the little secretary is not so easy to handle, no matter how threatened by Zhao Jiangchuan, he just refuses to do this kind of work that is not his duty.

But the road is one foot high and the devil is one foot high.

How could the little secretary be the opponent of a guy like Zhao Jiangchuan.

Two, two hundred-yuan bills exuding the fragrance of ink, made the little secretary lose his mind.

"Oh... um, ah... Ouyang..., go to the left, um... go to the left, it's so comfortable..."

Ouyang Lan had a dark face, only hating that she was not strong enough to strangle Zhao Jiangchuan to death.

Now Zhao Jiangchuan is lying comfortably like an ancient master.

She was like the little maid from the past who had to do her best to make him comfortable.

Evil capitalist, really hateful.

Ouyang Lan scolded Zhao Jiangchuan in her heart, and secretly hated her own lack of determination.

What Grandpa Mao said was absolutely correct, sugar-coated cannonballs were corrosive poisons.

It's good now, even someone as determined as her has been corrupted.

It's just that Ouyang Lan had to keep working hard when she thought that the two hundred yuan hadn't been received yet.

"Um... um... a little heavier, yes, that's it, it's cool..."

Zhao Jiangchuan continued to call out endlessly.

Of course he wouldn't know that what Ouyang Lan wanted to do now was strangle him to death. Of course, even if he knew about this fellow's shamelessness, he wouldn't take it seriously.

Right now, he just feels unspeakably comfortable.

Pain and happiness.

Under Ouyang Lan's forceful kneading, the soreness on the neck and shoulders turned into pain, but when the pain was felt, there was an unbearably refreshing comfort.

The tiredness of the past few days slowly dissipated in the soreness, pain and comfort.

Ouyang Lan's strength is well controlled.

Not too light, not too heavy, making you feel lazy all over your body.

Twenty minutes later, under Ouyang Lan's "conscientious" kneading, Zhao Jiangchuan felt that the soreness in his neck and shoulders had disappeared.

The first time I tried the little secretary's technique, Zhao Jiangchuan felt pretty good, so he planned to change his position and continue to try.

"Ouyang, help me squeeze my back again."

what….

Ouyang Lan was about to die of anger.

Just now, she used a lot of courage to squeeze Zhao Jiangchuan's neck.

Men and women don't kiss each other. After all, Zhao Jiangchuan is also a man.

When Ouyang Lan put her hand on Zhao Jiangchuan's neck, she always touched Zhao Jiangchuan's body intentionally or unintentionally.

This made Ouyang Lan a little embarrassed.

Now Zhao Jiangchuan thinks about it again and again, it's just...

hateful.

It's so nasty, this nasty capitalist.

Ouyang Lan was puffed up, turned her head and ran to sit down on the sofa, never wanting to see Zhao Jiangchuan's hateful appearance again.

She was afraid of an impulse and went up to beat Zhao Jiangchuan to death.

Zhao Jiangchuan, the monkey spirit, the monkey spirit, how could he not see Ouyang Lan's reluctance.

However, Zhao Jiangchuan was not worried that Ouyang Lan would quit.

Zhao Jiangchuan has discovered that his little secretary is a petty fortune fan, a very standard petty fortune fan.

As soon as she saw money, Ouyang Lan's phoenix eyes narrowed involuntarily, and her bright appearance was like falling into Qian's eyes.

To deal with this kind of petty money fan, Zhao Jiangchuan's methods are not easy to catch.

"two hundred."

"Humph!"

"Two hundred and five."

"three hundred."

Ouyang Lan glanced at Zhao Jiangchuan, blinked her eyes, and after blinking a few times tried her best to turn her head away.

But because of the too much movement, Ouyang Lan's neck was all exposed under Zhao Jiangchuan's eyes.

That white jade neck made Zhao Jiangchuan swallow his saliva involuntarily.

It was summer and everyone was very thinly dressed.

Ouyang Lan was only wearing a white shirt with a round neck, which exposed a lot of her whiteness.

The complexion is as white as jade, smooth and bright as satin.

Based on Zhao Jiangchuan's experience, one can tell that it must feel very good.

Well, do you want to try it?

Zhao Jiangchuan made a crooked idea.

He was too busy on weekdays, and he didn't have time to think about it, but now suddenly when he is free, the whole person is a little restless.

Zhao Jiangchuan is not a good thing, even he himself admits it.

This guy knows the taste of women very well, and there is a possibility that he will not make a crooked idea when he sees a beautiful woman.

Ouyang Lan is very good-looking, which is why Zhao Jiangchuan chose her as his secretary.

The curved eyebrows, the beautiful nose, the pink cheeks are slightly red, and the cherry-like lips are dripping.

The snow-like skin is as crystal clear as snow jade, and the body is graceful and slender.

The most exciting thing is that the pair of Danfeng eyes are very bright, and when they are squinted, they look like a slender crescent.

The more Zhao Jiangchuan looked at it, the more itchy his heart became. He knew the physiological characteristics of women too well.

Ouyang Lan's cherry lips are not much bigger than a cherry, which means...

Zhao Jiangchuan was confused.

He didn't know if he should do it or not, and he didn't know if Ouyang Lan would agree.

After all, Ouyang Lan is also his secretary. If Ouyang Lan doesn't mean it, he will just sit on the wax.

In the same office every day.

If there is any trouble, there is no place for his old face.

He couldn't finally be so embarrassed and turned him away, he wasn't as thick-skinned as that.

Why don't you try it out first?

Zhao Jiangchuan raised his eyebrows.

If anyone who knew him knew, this guy raised his eyebrows and was ready to do bad things.

"Ouyang, I've been standing at the exchange for the past two days. My waist really hurts. You can help me squeeze it."

"Hmph...don't do it."

"Three hundred and five."

This time, it was Ouyang Lan's turn to struggle.

Three hundred and fifty yuan~lightnovelpub.net~ This is three hundred and fifty yuan.

Her monthly salary is five hundred dollars.

Ouyang Lan's heart began to beat violently.

Zhao Jiangchuan observed carefully, with a successful smile on his face.

"Forget it, if you don't do it, I'll go down and find a massage parlor and press it twice. It's just a matter of walking a few more steps. A few dozen yuan is enough."

"Don't... The massage shop is very dirty. There are many people going there and it's not clean. Otherwise, I'll make it for you."

Ouyang Lan's eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, and those twinkling eyes were simply a typical petty money fan.

Now Ouyang Lan only wants to earn the 350 yuan. As for what she said, I am afraid that even she herself knows.

Of course Zhao Jiangchuan would not expose Ouyang Lan's idiots.

He pushed open the bedroom door in the office and simply slumped on it.

"Come on then."

"Ah! In bed?"

"You can't lie on the ground if you're not on the bed, right? If you don't come, I'll go down to find a massage parlor."

Still this sentence works.

Ouyang Lan was afraid that someone would steal business from her. Seeing Zhao Jiangchuan's momentum, she quickly ran in.

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