Chapter 111: 27 and 31 years old

Late at night, in a single-family building of a mansion, on the second floor.
The others had fallen asleep long ago. In the whole house, only Han Feixu and Ye Mingxin's room was still lit. Ye Mingxin knelt on the bed stiffly, posing various poses according to Han Feixu's requirements.
She was wearing a see-through maid outfit that was almost the same as she was not wearing, and a black ribbon was tied around her neck. Han Feixu asked her to pose, stepped back two steps, and looked at her now.
Ye Mingxin knelt on the bed, spread his legs back, put his hands in front of him, half covering his chest, which was half open, and made a dissolute expression that was both ashamed and excited.
This is what Han Feixu asked her to wear for a month in a row to show her in different underwear, as well as various bed role-plays with her.
Yesterday she wore a bunny girl suit, and she was a very unbehaved bunny girl. She dared to steal Boss Han’s wallet. Boss Han decided not to send her to prison, but the prerequisite was that she wanted Repay with the body.
...
The daughter-in-law wants to have fun in bed, of course Ye Mingxin will not refuse, but why every time, she is a disadvantaged group, and every time Han Feixu asks to pose such an extremely awkward posture, it is also in the female/superior album Classic pose...
Han Feixu looked at it, turned around suddenly, covering his face with excitement, and stomping his feet, "Ah!-It's so cute! Can I take it!"
Ye Ming looked at her silently.
Han Feixu put down her hand angrily, she stood there hesitated for a while, then threw herself in front of Ye Mingxin and hugged her to act like a baby, "Let me take a picture, take a picture~ I'll see it for myself, I won't let the third person know. "
Ye Mingxin twisted her shoulders, her cheeks flushed, she tilted her head to one side, and said in a low voice, "What's a good shot?"
Han Feixu disagreed with her, "Imagine if I was wearing this suit, would you want to take a photo, put it on your phone, and watch it every day?"
Ye Mingxin imagined the scene of Han Feixu putting on a maid outfit. After two seconds, she turned her head and stared at Han Feixu, and the color of her pupils became darker.
The young Han Feixu would be blushed and heartbeat by the look in her eyes. Han Feixu, who has experienced many battles, would only smile coquettishly, and then stretched out her hand to lift her chin, "Dare to look at your master with this look, do you want Have you been beaten?"
Ye Ming was silent, and continued to act in the direction Han Feixu expected: "Master, I was wrong, please punish me, as long as you can forgive me, I will do everything."
Han Feixu was still holding Ye Mingxin's chin, she leaned her face over, and said in her ear in a soft and magnificent voice: "Then I will give you a chance and take care of me, and I will forgive you."
For a week, it was Han Feixu's leadership. She came to bear it. Ye Ming looked over in surprise when she heard these words, and then, before Han Feixu repented, he immediately pushed her onto the bed. Standing on Han Feixu, Ye Mingxin was still wearing the see-through maid costume. She curled her lips and looked at Han Feixu wantonly. "Master, rest assured, my skills are very good, and my wife can testify for me. ."
...Well, she seemed to realize the reason why Han Feixu liked this kind of role-playing game.
The next day, Ye Mingxin received that set of underwear in a large box, which contained all the underwear bought by Han Feixu. Han Feixu took a look when he passed by, and said casually: "Throw it away, I have worn it all once. , I’ll change it next time."
Ye Mingxin shook his head slightly, "Keep it, it will be useful in the future."
Han Feixu paused, she turned her head, Ye Mingxin looked at her squarely and smiled at her unclearly.
Han Feixu almost laughed. She patted the magazine in her hand, "If you want to keep it, just keep it. If you can let me wear it, then you can count on you."
After speaking, she left. Ye Mingxin looked at her back and couldn't help but smile in his heart.
The mountains did not turn, and although Xiaoxu's mind became mature, she was still too tender compared to her.

Half a year later, at the same place, Han Feixu sat cross-legged on the bed, supporting her forehead, "Just help her this time. If she can take down this project, she will be able to get another level next year."
Ye Mingxin was sitting on the bed with a book in her hand. She turned a page slowly, then raised her eyelids, "I can't decide this kind of thing alone. It depends on the opinions of all the shareholders, and it will be handed over to the government. If you do, or leave it to other companies to do it, you still have to get the company to do it for specific analysis."
The government planned to make a gift film, and I saw a script in Ye Mingxin’s company. The script was written by her contracted screenwriter. The copyright belongs to Ye Mingxin. Shen Sangluo’s superior asked her to talk to Ye Mingxin and try to buy the script. After coming down, Ye Mingxin just didn't let go, insisting that he had to consider all the companies he wanted to make before making a decision.
Han Feixu straightened up speechlessly, "Just sell a script, and you still need to see what all the shareholders mean? And isn't there a total of four shareholders? You, me, cousin, and your brother are all in the same family. What can I discuss? Yes? The three of us must all agree."
Ye Mingxin closed the book, put it on her lap, and smiled at her, "But my shareholding accounts for 65%."
Han Feixu: "..."
She rubbed it, grabbed Ye Mingxin's arm, and softened her voice, "Just help her this time, okay?"
Ye Ming looked at her calmly, "Reason."
"She is my best friend," Ye Mingxin's eyes didn't fluctuate, and Han Feixu was silent, "or your best friend's fiancee."
Ye Mingxin stretched out another free hand and touched her face. She smiled silently, her eyes were fond and affectionate, but Han Feixu saw the meaning of "how are you so naive" in her eyes.
...
"This reason is not sufficient, is there anything else?"
Han Feixu knew what she wanted to do, but she didn’t let it go. The two of them looked at each other in silence for a long time. Finally, Han Feixu threw her arm aside and said,
I don’t care if you love to help or not. Up."
Han Feixu turned around and faced her with his back, but didn't see Ye Mingxin coaxing her for a long time. She turned her head to see that Ye Mingxin opened the book again, which was serious.
"Ye Mingxin!"
Ye Mingxin looked up, "Huh?"
"Don't be too much!"
Ye Mingxin's expression remained unchanged, Han Feixu stared at her, and after a while, she stretched out three fingers, "Three days."
Ye Mingxin said lightly: "One month."
Han Feixu breathed a sigh of luck, and compared it with a seven pose, "Seven days."
Ye Mingxin lowered his eyes, "Two months."
Han Feixu: "..."
"Why do I increase and you increase, are you still unreasonable??"
"I'm a businessman now. No business is not a crime. What truth does the businessman say is enough to maximize the benefits."
Han Feixu gritted his teeth, "Half a month, no more!"
Ye Mingxin turned over another page, "Three months, count by times."
"...I want to strangle you."
Shen Sangluo's task was anxious. If it was really like Ye Mingxin's, and then sold after various evaluations, the task would have been completed, but it would have exceeded the patience of Shen Sangluo's leader. Therefore, even though he knew that Ye Mingxin was taking advantage of others. However, Han Feixu still reluctantly jumped into the pit. Fortunately, Ye Mingxin finally found out that he did not really set a three-month bereavement and humiliation agreement. In the end, he only booked a month and a half, more than half a year ago. More than half a month.
Sure enough, Feng Shui turns around, coming to my house next year.
Wearing the same maid outfit, Han Feixu thought blankly.