Amorous Pretty Boss and I/C7 Ambiguous
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C7 Ambiguous

I snapped off the bedside light.

I thought it would be even worse if she woke up and found out. The director told me not to mess this up for a long time, so why did I get drunk? I gently moved her hand away, then tried to move her leg away again, but before I could touch her leg, her hand was around me again, tighter this time, almost choking me, and I gritted my teeth as I gasped for breath.

She said something and hugged me. "Momo, don't move. Mommy will hug you. Don't move!"

Momo? Who was Momo? Her son? Daughter? A pet?

I didn't dare to move anymore. If I did, she would definitely wake up.

She kissed me, and I thought she was asleep, in a dream.

"Momo, how come you've grown so big?" She touched my head with her hand, then my neck, then my body, moving faster and faster, and then I heard her say, "Ah!"

She quickly left me. I heard her rapid breathing and sat up in fright.

"What are you doing?" "What do you think you're doing?" she asked me.

"I — I —" I said, "I don't know, I don't know how it happened, really, oh, right —" I said, "I drank too much, like you put me to bed, and —"

She didn't say anything, and I stopped.

"Are you sober now?" she asked me.

I said, "Yes, I'm awake!"

"You go down!" she said, a little sternly.

I knew that everything was over. I was about to leave when she suddenly called out to me, "You come back!" She was like a schoolteacher reprimanding a primary school student.

"President Ke, do you have any other orders?"

"Do you know why I let you come today?" she said coldly in the dark.

"I don't know. Tell me!"

She sneered and said, "I'm really unlucky. Why do I only know the two of you? Especially you, you unlucky bastard — "She exhaled and said," Don't you tell anyone about what happened at dinner? "She turned on the light, and then I looked at her, and her eyes glanced at me, and she hated me.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't say it even if I were beaten to death. The chief had also specifically told me not to say it, so don't worry!" I swallowed my saliva as my mouth started to dry.

She glanced at me and said, "You really won't tell?"

"Of course!"

"I — I —" She rolled her lovely eyes and said, "How can I believe that you really won't tell?"

I suppose so, but how can I prove to her that I won't tell?

I said, "Tell me, what do we do? Anyway, it's my fault, I deserve to die, I'm a bastard, I actually did such a thing, really! "

"Actually — actually, it's not that big of a deal. It's not a big deal, this matter is not shameful!"

No one said it was shameful. You said it yourself. I nodded.

"By the way, how old are you?" she asked me.

"Twenty-five years old!" I said.

"You're just a little kid, and you still want me to invest in your company. You don't do things seriously, and you don't do things on a whim. Do you really think I would dare to invest in your company?"

Hearing her words, I felt extremely uncomfortable, but I could only bear with it. She saw that I didn't say anything, so she sat on the bed with her hands around her legs. She raised her head and said, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I don't know what to say!"

She turned her head and bit her lip. "Revenge!"

I thought, Are you the one who is a child? As for me, I didn't do it on purpose. It was my fault, but I swear to God, I definitely didn't do it on purpose.

She suddenly turned around and got out of bed as well. She walked over to me and said, "It's alright. You … you can leave now!"

I didn't move. I lowered my head and thought for a while. "President Ke, can you listen to what I have to say?"

She said, "Speak, don't apologize to me. There's no need!"

I said, "The director and I have known each other for more than half a year, and the director was kind to me, and I had just graduated from university, so I wanted to find a job at his newspaper, but after he talked to me and felt that we had invested in him, he started this company, and in this past six months, the director has suffered a lot, he is not rich, he just got divorced from his wife, he has just gone to college, and his son is also under a lot of pressure, and he was thinking of making a company to make some money. If you are willing to invest, I am not working at the company anymore. I will come out and you can help him. He is a very talented person with ideas! "

When she heard this, she stopped talking and said behind me, "Coffee!" She made a cup of coffee and came over.

"Thank you, I won't drink it!" I shook my head.

She took a sip of her coffee, put it down, then sat back on the bed and looked at me for a moment, then said affectionately, "Actually, I have a good impression of you!"

"Thank you!" I had a serious expression on my face and I was about to say something but she seemed to be moved.

"You're not married yet, are you?" she asked me easily, with a smile.

I nodded.

"Where's my girlfriend? "Is that so?" she asked me in the middle of the night. She leaned back and ran her hand through her hair and her tongue through her mouth.

It was at this moment that I suddenly remembered what the director had told me. Selling off? Selling souls? Did she want to do that? Yes, that's possible. Did she ask me to come to her hotel so that I wouldn't talk about it? She could have said over the phone, and I was sleeping in her bed, and why did she get up and put her arms around me --

Thinking of this, I suddenly understood. Oh, I see, I understood. I smiled and said a little naughtily: "No, President Ke. You want to introduce me to a girlfriend?"

She wrinkled her nose and said, "I don't know any girls. Also, when we were dating each other, I made a little girl —" She stopped talking.

I approached her slowly, then turned and sat down beside her. She frowned and said, "Why are you sitting here?"

I looked back at her and smiled. "President Ke, you're so beautiful. Do you know why I'm so excited?"

"Why?"

"It was because you were so beautiful that I was in such a mess at the time —" As soon as I said this, she smiled down at me and said, "Why do children always learn to be the slick old men?" I knew that she couldn't be the first to say something like that, I had to take the initiative, I had to give it my all, I was wrong about so much, maybe I'd muster up my courage, I'd give it my all, and besides, she was so pretty, if it wasn't a career, I wouldn't be wronged, I'd make it all.

I reached over and snapped the light off, and she whispered, "Oh," and then I hugged her suddenly, tightly, in the dark.

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