My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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"Today is a bit rushed. My son’s things are not ready. I can only come here to borrow a bit from others. However, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that this The bar is owned by the son and has first-class defense measures. There are no heavy weapons such as tanks. I am afraid that it will take four or five hours to attack. You said that with such a long time, what can we do?"

If there is a knife now, Shangguan Ning will definitely pierce Jing Yiran's body without hesitation.

But she had nothing but cold sweat, watching Jing Yiran hug herself into the bar.

It was more than two o'clock in the morning, but the bar was still very lively, and the exposed men and women were hugging and twisting on the dance floor.

Perhaps because of the fact that he lived in an empty villa from an early age, Jing Yiran liked the crowded place, and he didn't like the closed bar, so he randomly found a place near the bar and threw Shangguan Ning on the sofa.

He snapped his fingers, and soon a hot bunny girl brought him a cocktail.

He likes colorful things, so he always only drinks colorful cocktails.

A red pill was delivered with the cocktail.

Jing Yiran threw the pill into the glass in front of Shangguan Ning's face. The pill soon melted in the bright red cocktail and disappeared.

The name of this cocktail is Bloody Mary, Shangguan Ning thinks, what kind of wine does it really order? This cocktail is the best match for the metamorphosis of Jing Yiran!

But Bloody Mary got its name only because of its gorgeous color. In fact, its red color is because of the addition of a lot of tomato juice.

Jing Yiran put the wine glass in front of Shangguan Ning and saw that she did not drink or speak at all. She took out a diamond ring from her pocket and shook it in front of her.

Shangguan Ning frowned, not understanding why the style of painting changed so quickly.

However, when she saw how the diamond ring looked like, she immediately mobilized the last trace of her body and rushed towards Jing Yiran.

Warming incense into her arms, Jing Yiran took a deep breath intoxicatedly and stretched her arms around her soft and slender waist.

He held the ring in his hand and said evilly: "What do you want?"

Shangguan Ning nodded, his voice trembling slightly: "Yes!"

If she read right, the diamond ring was the wedding diamond ring of her mother Huang Liyu. She carried it all year round and never took it off.

But after she died, the diamond ring disappeared with her necklace.

Why not even this diamond ring is in Jing Yiran's hands!

She searched for so many years, and searched for so many years, and found almost no valuable clues, but in just a few days, Jing Yiran had already brought out two relics of her mother!

She couldn't wait to get the ring in her hand, and looked closely at her mother's ring.

Jing Yiran pointed to the **** Mary who didn't put any medicine on it, and said with fun: "You feed me a glass of wine and the ring will be given to you."

Shangguan Ning took the wine glass to his lips without hesitation.

Jing Yiran picked up his phone, snapped a photo, and then sent it out neatly.

Jing Yichen, who was driving fast, heard the phone ringing, but he didn't have time to ignore it. Mu Qing on the side felt that he must have received a message at this moment. It must be unusual. He took his phone, asked him for his password, opened it, and was almost surprised. Throw the phone out.

Jing Yichen noticed Mu Qing's movements and said coldly, "What's wrong?"

"That... you should see for yourself." Mu Qing handed the phone to him, and a picture came into his eyes.

The angle of the photo was excellent. Shangguan Ning was buried in Jing Yiran's arms. His hands were on her slender waist, and the two people were holding each other in an ambiguous posture. Shangguan Ning was already in a coma. Waking up, she held a glass of red cocktail in her hands as white as jade, and was delivering it to Jing Yiran's mouth.

The neon lights of the bar shone on the two of them, and they looked like dreams and looked dazzlingly beautiful.

Jing Yichen's big hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened, his forehead twitched up, and the temperature on his body suddenly dropped to freezing point.

He resisted the urge to smash the phone, stepped on the accelerator under his feet, and increased the speed again.

In the bar, Shangguan Ning saw Jing Yiran taking pictures and immediately wanted to grab his mobile phone.

Just don't say that she is sick now, even if she is not sick, she is not Jing Yiran's opponent at all.

After taking pictures, Jing Yiran threw the expensive customized mobile phone at random, and drank the blood-red cocktail in the wine glass handed over by Shangguan Ning.

Even if he can’t grab the phone, he wants to take pictures at random, as long as he can give her something.

"Okay, I'll feed you to drink, give me the ring!"

"Hahaha, beauty, do you not know what the diamond ring represents? The diamond ring represents marriage proposal and courtship. Are you urging me to propose to you? As far as I know, you are married, and bigamy is illegal! So, You should go back and divorce first, then come to me and ask for a ring!"

Shangguan Ning didn't expect him to talk, but said angrily: "You just said, I'll give you a drink ring and give it to me! Are you lying to me?!"

Jing Yiran looked at her angrily, like a little cat with open teeth and claws, and his heart was tickling. He reached out and squeezed the delicate white chin of Shangguan Ning lightly and said shamelessly: "I'm letting You feed with your mouth, and you are not allowed to feed with a cup, how can you count?"

Shangguan Ningqi trembles, trying to break free of him, but because of fever, he has no strength and no success at all.

With a snap, she slammed Jing Yiran directly with anger.

A paw print quickly appeared on his fair and beautiful face.

Jing Yiran cooled down.

He has grown so big that no one has slapped him! No one dares!

Jing Yiran looked coldly at the woman in her arms, as if to devour her with eyes.

Shangguan Ning stubbornly looked at him, refused to bow his head half a point.

But the tears in her eyes slipped involuntarily, sad and sad.

Mother’s relics were in front of her, but she was weak and incompetent, and she couldn’t get it back at all. In this way, she still talked about what was the truth of that year!

She is really useless!

Shangguanning's tears fell down, dropping on the back of Jing Yiran's hand holding her chin, bringing a warm breath.

This warm feeling followed Jing Yiran's hand and instantly passed to his heart.

It is really strange, he has seen so many women cry, why has never felt this way?

That feeling is called distressed, and it's a lot.

Obviously there is no wound, no bleeding, why does it hurt?

Is it the sequelae of the cocktail he just drank?

Jing Yiran quickly chose to ignore that strange feeling and pointed to another cocktail, still using a dandy tone: "You drank this glass of wine, and the son gave you the ring, how?"