A Maserati president parked at the entrance of Grand Hyatt Hotel, and the back door opened. A beautiful black stockings wearing low-heeled sandals stretched out from under the door and stepped on the ground.

The fields above the black stockings and beautiful legs have even introduced imagination, which makes the men around them unable to help turning their eyes to the owner of this leg.

Then, a beautiful shadow full of exotic style walked out of the car, with big blonde waves, straight giant ru, and the criminally perky under the hip-clad skirt.

The men around him looked straight, but they didn't expect to meet such a foreign beauty here.

Elena walked out of the car, closed the door, looked around, and soon found a familiar figure. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and walked towards the man.

Ye Cheng was wearing casual clothes and looked at the ocean horse getting off the car, his eyes were slightly lost.

Good guy, does this woman understand men so well?

Look at this outfit, the white patterned hip-covered dress tightly wrapped around her enchanting body, outlining an attractive curve. The hem of the skirt only reaches the middle of the thighs. The upper body's clothes are cool suspenders, and the collar cannot cover the huge creature at all, and it seems to reveal a deep ravine, which is causing crime.

As for the two slender and beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings below, Ye Cheng called for the world to be liberated quickly and such girls should not be ruined by foreign men.

"Miss Elena." He walked forward and came to Elena. He was about to reach out and shake her, but the foreign girl opened her arms and hugged her.

"Mr. Ye, I miss you very much~"

With his explosive body in his arms, Ye Cheng clearly felt the charm of this delicate body.

His eyes narrowed, and the feeling from his chest made him clearly feel that he should be wearing it.

But there is no trace on the clothes, is it a sticker?

Is this woman really a slap? Why is this dress just like she is deliberately seducing me?

Ye Cheng was full of thoughts and said, "I am really flattered to make Miss Elena miss me."

"Haha~" Elena let go of Ye Cheng and said with a smile: "But I just don't know if Mr. Ye misses me."

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "Of course I want to do it. If I don't want it, can I remember to contact you after coming to Beijing?"

As he said that, he took one hand of Elena back and forth, put it in the palm of his hand, and stroked the back of the jade hand with the other hand, and said, "Miss Elena forgot what I said at the beginning, is it difficult for you not to be moved by your beauty?"

Elena raised her eyebrows lightly and withdrew her hand without a trace. She was a little surprised that Ye Cheng actually took the initiative with her.

But she likes to take the initiative and doesn’t like to be passive. In her opinion, she takes the initiative, which means she takes advantage of this man. If she is passive, she will be taken advantage of by this man. She doesn’t like this feeling.

However, Ye Chengke didn't understand the woman's thoughts. When he saw her retracting his hand, he felt interesting.

Sure enough, this woman was just pretending to show him, she seemed open-minded, but was actually very careful.

However, he still doubted the identity of this woman. Didn’t he say that this kind of thing is usually very disgusting with the opposite sex?

After no contact with Elena, Ye Cheng didn't see her secretary coming, so he asked, "Where is Miss Dongfang?"

"Oh! She went to park. Isn't Mr. Ye going to visit Tiananmen Square? Just walk over." Elena replied.

Soon, Dongfang Jingjing also parked the car and ran over. The little secretary was not as seductive as her president. She was wearing a dress with a skirt under her knees and was not wearing stockings. Under her two white and tender calves were beautiful feet with thin sandals. Red nail polish was applied to her ten cute toes, which was very delicate.

"Hello Mr. Ye." She came to the two of them and bowed respectfully to Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng nodded to her: "Hello Miss Dongfang."

Ye Cheng felt that this secretary who felt a little bit vigilant and a little guarded against him. He looked at him and Elena from time to time. Could it be that he was worried that he would snatch her president?

Little Secretary, don’t you know how much your president understands men?

Ye Cheng smiled in his heart and then said, "Then let's go."

"Okay Mr. Ye." Elena smiled slightly: "Don't you know if Mr. Ye has visited before? Do you need me to be your guide?"

"Of course," Ye Cheng smiled and said, "I feel a little ashamed to speak. I didn't expect that when I was a Chinese, I went to Tiananmen Square and asked Miss Elena to be my guide."

Elena covered her mouth and chuckled, then stretched out her hand and patted Ye Cheng's chest, saying, "Don't be ashamed, I have been in Shangjing for many years. Although I can't speak Shangjing dialect, I still know all the major attractions very well. I have also said before that I like Chinese culture very much."

As she spoke, she also patted Ye Cheng's chest three times in her hand.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. The chest of this Chinese man seemed to be quite tough?

Could this Mr. Ye be healthy?

She couldn't help but take a few more shots and confirmed that this was really a man's chest muscle, which was very strong.

Ye Cheng looked at her movements with some surprise.

What's wrong with this foreign girl?

Are you addicted to slapping his chest?

Could it be that he was eating his tofu?

He looked down at the same part of Elena's body, thinking to himself, could I take a few photos?

When Dongfang Jingjing saw that her president was doing such a thing, she was anxious and pulled Elena from behind, then looked at her with a resentful look on her face.

Elena felt the secretary's actions, and then she remembered what she was doing.

However, she was not shy at all. Instead, she directly put her hand on Ye Cheng's chest, bent her five fingers slightly, and even gently pinched them.

Oh! This chest muscle is so hard!

She felt a little emotional in her heart. Just when she was about to let go, she suddenly felt caught with her wrist. She raised her head and finally blushed a little when she saw Ye Cheng's faint smile, but she still said innocently: "What's wrong with Mr. Ye?"

Ye Cheng thought to himself that this woman was probably not a foreign vixen.

Demon, I want you to help me practice!

Thinking of this in his heart, he raised his eyebrows, grabbed her wrist without putting it on, and helped her move her hand down and put it on his abdominal muscles.

Don't you want to touch it? I'll help you.

He smiled and said, "Don't call me Mr. Ye in the future, just call me Mr. Ye, otherwise it sounds strange and I will call you 'Elena' directly. I don't know if I mind."

Elena felt her hand touching the extremely fast and evenly distributed block again, and she knew very well that this was a man's abdominal muscles.

Her pupils opened slightly and her fingers squeezed again.

It's so big, so hard.

She raised her head and looked at Ye Cheng, showing a charming look, "Of course I don't mind, Cheng~...Is that what he called you?"

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