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                                第1300章
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “我为什么要生气?”叶灵盯着他后颈上的红漆,“油漆全被你挡下了,该生气的人是你。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                听着她的语气,还有点幸灾乐祸。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈忽然转身,大手挠向她腰侧,“我救了你,你就是这么报答我的,嗯?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵哪想到他会说动手就动手,她怕痒,忙往后缩,却被他捏住了腰,“喂,这里是我公司,你别闹。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                员工都在加班,让人听到他们在休息室里嬉闹像什么话?
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈看她忍笑忍得脸颊绯红,眼底波光轻轻一漾,唇角止不住地上扬,“那你错了没有?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                打死叶灵也说不出我错了的话,可她被人按在洗手盆边,男人的手在她腰身和腋下来回游动,她快痒得站立不住。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “嗳,你真讨厌,我不帮你了。”叶灵娇嗔,声音里漏出笑意,可见不是真恼了他。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈心头微痒,他睨着她,“说句你错了,我就放过你。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵躲不开他恼人的手,细碎的笑声从唇齿间逸出来,她忍不住求饶,“我错了,你大人有大量,放过我吧。”
                                
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                                盛君烈原本是逗她,听她用这么软的语气求饶,反倒是被勾起了压在心底的慾望。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他停下动作,握住她腰的手却没有松开,反而攥得更紧了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                他垂下眼睑,墨色深瞳一瞬不瞬地盯着她,眼底隐约带着乱蹿的流火,带着要将她融化的热意。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                叶灵感觉到此刻暧昧的气氛,她心跳加速,眼看着男人缓缓低下头来,她忽然拿起吹风,朝他吹去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “你清醒清醒脑子。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                冷风迷人眼,盛君烈微仰起头躲了一下,恰在这时,外面响起敲门声,叶灵把吹风塞盛君烈手里,“应该是严秘书送衣服来了,我去开门。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                说完,她迅速溜出浴室,跑去开门。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                严兆看见来开门的人是叶灵,尤其她脸上还飞起两团可疑的红晕,他眼神晃了晃。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “叶总,我是不是打扰到你们了?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “不打扰,盛总在等你,进去吧。”叶灵说完,从他身侧挤了出去,头也不回地走了。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                严兆摸了摸鼻尖,叶灵这速度也太快了,他都来不及把衣服塞给她,他小心翼翼走进去。
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                浴室里传来嗡嗡声,他挪到浴室门口,看见盛君烈对着镜子在吹脖子上的红漆,他尴尬道:“盛总,衣服送来了。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈瞥了他一眼,云淡风轻地问道:“她走了?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “是。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                “衣服放下,出去等我。”盛君烈偏了偏头,看着镜子里自己的脸,他伸手摸了摸,忽然问道,“严秘书,我是不是没有魅力了?”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                严兆把袋子挂在挂勾上,冷不防听见盛君烈这句话,他吓得结巴了一下,“不、不是,您魅力不减当年,我要是个女人,我也会情不自禁的爱上您。”
                                
                        


                        

                        
                        
                                盛君烈:“......大可不必,我消受不起。”

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