C1 The Secret of the Female Superior

Recently, Zhang Daguang felt that the grudge between him and Shen Jinglan had become more and more difficult to reconcile. F * ck, this bitch only came to work for a few days, yet she dares to act so arrogantly. Every time he saw her, he would have the urge to pin her to the ground and ruthlessly bash her.

"Zhang Daguang, why are you standing next door?" Hurry up and move? "

Shen Jinglan's shrill voice brought Zhang Daguang back to reality. As he looked at her incomparably beautiful and sullen face, the anger in Zhang Daguang's heart immediately flared up again. You slut, do you think I'm your slave? How can you order me around like that?

It was a weekend, but Shen Jinglan was acting like she was working overtime. She asked Zhang Daguang to bring him a tea table that he had just bought. Because the elevator was broken and they had to climb the stairs.

However, this damned woman lived on the thirteenth floor. Just thinking about it made her feel scared.

He had only climbed a few steps when he was already breathing heavily.

Shen Jinglan finished her scolding and turned to walk away. Zhang Daguang looked at her back and immediately felt her lower body.

Shen Jinglan's back was charming and her graceful figure was outlined by her professional dress, revealing her curvaceous and charming charm. Especially her perky butt, which was wrapped in a tight black dress, she drew a person's curve. As he walked, he continuously wriggled out a range that would make one's mind tremble, causing one to have endless fantasies.

The two slender legs were wrapped in black silk, faintly revealing a snow-white fleshy feeling. She was walking down the empty corridor, wearing a pair of high heels that were at least ten centimeters long. Zhang Daguang's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.

He could not help but lick his dry tongue. He really wanted to rush forward and push her down to the ground, tear off her skirt, and grab her round butt to vent the anger in his heart.

After finally moving the tea table into her home, Zhang Daguang landed on the ground with a bang and panted heavily. At the same time, looking at the spacious and bright room, the exquisite and luxurious decorations, he was deeply shocked.

It was the first time he had ever been to his boss's house, and everything was so new to him. For a diaosi like him, who lived in the lowest floor of such a high-end apartment, he would never even dream about having one.

If Shen Jinglan lived in such a big house as this, would it be empty in the middle of the night? Zhang Daguang seemed to be able to imagine that on a quiet night, Shen Jinglan was alone, wearing sexy underwear. Her eyes were flowing and her breath was like orchids. Her snow-white and slender fingers gently caressed the mountain peak that seemed like it would emerge at any moment, lightly sliding between her snow-white and silky legs, caressing the most mysterious part of her body.

In fact, he could even feel the coquettish breathing coming from Shen Jinglan's sexy red lips …

"What are you daydreaming for? Hurry up and move the tea table into my bedroom."

Shen Jinglan's cold voice brought Zhang Daguang back to reality. At this moment, Shen Jinglan was standing right in front of him, a distance of less than 10 cm.

Her delicate eyebrows slightly frowned, and her beautiful face was suffused with an irresistible enticement. Beneath her snow-white neck, with the open collar, it was obvious that her collarbone was visible. The two mountain peaks that were so high that they propped up his shirt. At the neck area, his smooth and snow-white skin formed an alluring deep groove. It seemed as if his shirt would burst at any moment. He could even see traces of black undergarments underneath the snow-white shirt.

This was the first time he and Shen Jinglan got so close. Zhang Daguang looked at her flawless face and could even feel the faint fragrance from her body. Zhang Daguang didn't know whether it was Shen Jinglan's unique body fragrance or what brand of perfume she used.

"I know, you have to take a breather even if you want to hang yourself. Don't tell me you want to tire me to death?" Although Zhang Daguang was deeply impressed by her unparalleled beauty, he was still very dissatisfied with her arrogant attitude.

Shen Jinglan coldly sized up the youth before her, her face filled with disdain. Those sexy red lips of hers twitched slightly, and said, "With such a despicable appearance, you're simply unworthy of being a man. You don't have the strength to be one at all. No wonder you don't have a girlfriend."

These words stabbed Zhang Daguang's sore spot. I don't have a girlfriend because I don't have any money. Smelly old woman, you say that I don't have the strength to work, if you have the ability let me do you a try, see if I don't take care of you then you'll be obedient.