"Maniac, your life is just so fucking good! Isn't the bed in the cubicle nice? "
In the office of the chairman of the board, on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window, Zuo Yingjie looked at the Nangong Yiren who stood behind the Qinfeng sofa. He said and were obviously suggesting something.
"Stop your filthy thoughts."
Qin Feng naturally knows what Zuo Yingjie said about the 'good'.
"It's not filthy, this is a man's nature!"
Zuo Yingjie smiled.
Nangong Yiren who was behind Qin Feng heard the dialogue between the two men and her face was reddish. Of course, she also understood what Zuo Yingjie was saying.
"I, I am going to make coffee."
Slightly blushing, and quickly went away.
"Go ahead."
Qin Feng nodded.
"Look at you, her face is red."
Qin Feng looked at the guy in front of him, smiling without a word.