"Da-da-da-da."

Outside the office, faint footsteps began to be heard, and it was supposed to be a nearby teacher going to work.

Murong Qingyi tightened his body a little panicked, and poked Ning Chen's head with his index finger, "Yes, someone ...... it"

"It's okay, the door is locked." Ning Chen raised his head, his eyes flashed, and with the bright light, there was an evil aura, especially when the corners of his mouth were smiling, it was even more evil.

Murong Qingyi sighed, frowned, and suddenly opened his mouth wide.

The guy didn't know when he unbuttoned his shirt, and a slight snort blew through, cool, and then a slender hand held one of his peaks.

"Oops." Murong Qingyi screamed nervously.

Ning Chen was helpless, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, no, it's fine." Murong Qingyi waved his hand awkwardly, and his two slender eyebrows were bent into stars and moons.

Perhaps it was half sitting at the desk, causing his body to be too stiff, Murong Qingyi moved his body, and his two slender, straight long legs were raised high, and his toes were on the ground.

His hands were propped up on the table, and his upper body was raised, looking nervous and expectant.

Ning Chen smiled strangely, "This posture is good." ”

Then, without waiting for Murong Qingyi's reaction, his left hand, which had always been free, once again probed into the mysterious triangular realm, and his index finger gently provoked, sliding into the tight, wet narrow gap.

"Huh?!" Murong Qingyi's brows furrowed suddenly, as if he was not used to such a feeling, he gritted his teeth, buried his neck deep in Ning Chen's shoulder, and occasionally muttered to himself, as light as a mosquito.

"I'll just rub it off and won't go in."

"You're lying."

“……”

Murong Qingyi opened his mouth angrily and bit Ning Chen's shoulder, and sure enough, after this guy unbuttoned his short skirt, he couldn't wait to go in.

She really didn't have the courage to look down at her lower body, she always felt that such an environment, such a scene, was too embarrassing, and at the same time felt a little exciting in her heart.

Occasionally, there was the sound of teachers greeting each other outside the door.

But he and Ning Chen, who were separated by a wall, actually had no distractions, and when he was unprepared, this guy suddenly leaned over.

"Hiss." Murong Qingyi gasped, his lower lip was clenched, he looked pitiful, and his pupils flashed with tears of grievance, and he ......

Ning Chen didn't look over, looked at Murong Qingyi, who was about to cry because of the grievances, slowly touched her eyebrows with his forehead, and said softly, "It won't hurt soon, don't be nervous, take it easy." ”

"Oh." Murong Qingyi sighed, couldn't hold back the strong curiosity in his heart, and glanced down secretly while wrapping his arms around Ning Chen's neck.

She thought, I'll just sneak a peek.

Look at the place where the man is really like what the book says, sometimes soft and smooth like a loach, sometimes handsome and hard like a golden gun.

But as soon as he lowered his head, before he could see it clearly, he was so frightened that he retracted his neck, and he still didn't have the courage after all.

Murong Qingyi pursed his lips, listening to the sound of Ning Chen's heavy breathing in his ears, so he reached out to wipe the hot sweat oozing from his forehead, serious and gentle, just like when he was a child.

……

This morning, there will be a meeting of the collective directors of the Academy of Fine Arts, and according to the information from the personnel department, the movement is quite large, and some of the university personnel who were not qualified to attend the meeting have also received invitations.

Zhao Wanqing, Zhang Lan, Mao Tianshi, Qian Xiaofei, and Chen Tianhe were all invited.

At the same time, Zhao Sanjia, who had a fierce conflict with the board of directors yesterday, also came.

The surrounding directors and senior executives whispered, speculating that the core content of the new round of board meeting was to remove Zhao Sanjia, after all, Zhou Xun had already mentioned this in the meeting a few days ago.

According to Zhou Xun's energy, as well as Zhou Zhenghe's vigilance against Zhao Sanjia over the years, he will definitely not miss the opportunity to remove Zhao Sanjia, as for the reason, it must be that he refuses to implement high-level decisions, and he is guilty of the following crimes, and it is not appropriate to continue to hold the position of principal.

Almost subconsciously, everyone looked at Zhao Sanjia sitting on the left hand seat with different eyes, some gloating, some regretful, and naturally there was an indifferent attitude that had nothing to do with themselves.

Zhao Sanjia turned a deaf ear to these eyes, lowered his head alone, and tasted tea slowly.

If his guess is correct, Zhou Xun should still be kneeling at the villa at this time, right? As for Zhou Zhenghe, he lost so much face, and he will definitely not attend the meeting today.

So who is leading today's high-level meeting, although Zhao Sanjia is not clear, he feels that things are far from being as bad as everyone guesses.

"Some people, when disaster comes, they still pretend to be calm, and I don't know if they can be so calm when Zhou Shaodong expells him from the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Zhang Lan sat opposite Zhao Sanjia, and suddenly smiled indifferently.

According to the specifications of the meeting, she was not qualified to participate today, but sitting in it in a dignified manner at the moment, according to her speculation, this must have been specially named by Zhou Shaodong.

After all, when Zhao Sanjia was squeezed that day, Zhou Xun was quite optimistic about himself, and he was nominated to the high-level meeting today, which can be explained.

As soon as he figured out this, Zhang Lan was even more pleasantly surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but sneer at Zhao Sanjia.

Qian Xiaofei and Chen Tianhe are Zhang Lan's diehards, listening to their main leaders mocking Zhao Sanjia, although they don't dare to have the courage to squeeze Zhao Sanjia, they still have the courage to echo Zhang Lan.

"Hehe, Director Zhang is sitting here today, it seems that he is expected to be promoted, maybe Zhou Shaodong is happy, and it may not be impossible to nominate you as the principal." Qian Xiaofei smiled flatteringly.

Chen Tianhe nodded matter-of-factly, and cooperated, "I think it's very likely." ”

Zhang Lan glared angrily a few times, intending to stop the killing of the two subordinates, although there was blame on his face, his heart was happy.

She held the teacup with one hand and plucked the tea leaves with the tea lid with the other, and the whole action was proud, revealing a sense of confidence in winning the game.

Zhao Wanqing didn't speak, and was silent with a heavy heart.

Zhao Sanjia bowed his head and tasted tea.

The rest of the high-level executives exchanged heads and whispered softly.

The atmosphere of the whole conference room seems to be harmonious, but in fact, everyone has their own hearts.

"It's time for a meeting, please come in."

Because they were sitting in the second-level conference room, which was the candidate hall, after being reminded by an assistant, all parties immediately got up and walked to the first-level conference hall, which is the final location of the meeting.

Everyone pushed open the door and found that in front of the neat and bright conference hall, there happened to be a young figure, with his back to everyone, quietly looking at the slanting wind and drizzle outside the window.

Today's weather is good, and the drizzle is drizzling, so that the anxious summer finally has a little coolness.

He was wearing a white suit, slim and decent, even with his back to everyone, he exuded an unattainable temperament.

Everyone wondered, who was this man? Although he is the same age as Zhou Xun, he is seriously inconsistent with the former's body shape, Zhou Xun belongs to that kind of emaciated physique, and the back in front of him is well-proportioned and towering like a mountain.

Zhao Wanqing also raised her head suspiciously, staring at this back, the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became.

Suddenly, her face turned pale, she covered her mouth in disbelief, and said uncertainly in an almost trembling voice, "Are you Ning Chen?" ”

Ning Chen turned around leisurely, his eyes shining.

The handsome smile that flashed at that moment made the whole scene suddenly freeze, and everyone gasped, feeling like they were living a ghost.

The leader of today's high-level meeting turned out to be Ning Chen......

Who is he? How did you change and appear at the meeting?

"Bang."

Zhang Lan trembled with fright, and the teacup he was holding in his hand was powerless to fall off.