Nangong 26amp; Qiao Xueyan—Yuanlai is you 12 (do not subscribe repeatedly) Zurich, Switzerland.

As soon as Nangong Chen got off the plane, someone came to greet him, "Mr. Nangong, we have arranged the hotel you have fallen from. After you have a comfortable hot shower, you will go downstairs to the restaurant for dinner."

"Well, is there a suitable person to choose the translator for accompanying you?" Nangong Chen has always been serious in his work and likes to prepare in advance to avoid being caught off guard.

"Don't worry, the translator has been found. He is a Swiss Chinese. He is a major in foreign languages ​​and knows many languages. We have interviewed in advance."

"Do she knows the four official languages ​​of Switzerland?"

"Yes, and you can speak fluent Chinese."

"Oh?" Nangong Chen was attracted by interest, which was really in line with his mind's translator.

"You will see it when you have dinner in the evening." The entourage said with a smile.

"Um."

After returning to the hotel, Nangong Chen washed away all his fatigue, lay on the bed and rested for two hours, woke up again. The time was just right, and after he was dressed neatly, he went to the restaurant.

Qiao Xueyan never dreamed that she would meet Nangong Chen at the dinner table. Moreover, the worst thing was that she was her employer and the contract had been signed, so she couldn't even go back on her word.

"Let me introduce it. This is the project leader sent by the Dihaus Group - Mr. Nangong. This beautiful beauty is named Qiao Xueyan, and she is the translator we invited." The staff introduced one by one.

Nangong Chen half-squinted his eyes and looked at Qiao Xueyan. She hadn't seen her for a year. She had more charming femininity and ability, and less youthfulness.

"Miss Qiao, lucky!" He stretched out his hand very gentlemanly.

"I'm very happy to know you." Qiao Xueyan almost forced herself to say these words.

"Ms. Qiao, your job is very simple. During Mr. Nangong's time in Switzerland, you are his personal translator and accompany him throughout the process." The staff explained patiently.

Nangong Chen is very happy, is he translated in person? This word is really well used.

Qiao Xueyan was very unhappy and circled around and returned to the original place. The most disgusting thing was that she actually became his personal translator and had to accompany her throughout the journey?

She didn't know if it was arranged on purpose, or was it really just a coincidence?

"Mr. Smith, I think I may not be able to do this job," she said modestly.

"Miss Qiao, are you kidding? You begged me to give you this opportunity at the beginning. I saw that you were both professional and good at it, so I reluctantly agreed to your request. Now, you said you were not competent, so did you deliberately play with me?" Mr. Smith was very angry.

"No, I..." Qiao Xueyan felt very wronged. She really needed this job, but when she thought of taking action by Nangong Chen's orders, she felt very uncomfortable.

"Witt, I want to chat with Miss Qiao alone." Nangong Chen saw through her thoughts at a glance.

Witt 3f Smith glanced at them suspiciously and walked aside.

Nangong Chen lit a cigarette slowly, letting the smoke linger in front of him, and slowly letting out a breath, "Do you think I arranged it on purpose?"

Qiong Xueyan looked at him without saying anything, and the meaning was very obvious: Isn’t it?

"You are too proud of yourself? If I have that leisure, I still have to wait until now. Our company has many projects in Switzerland. If you want to meet you by chance, you can have a thousand and ten thousand opportunities." Nangong Chen curled his lips lazyly.

Qiao Xueyan blushed at his words. After all, she was just a simple girl. After thinking about it carefully, she was indeed the case. Moreover, she was found by herself, so she did not find her for no reason.

So, today's encounter can only show that it is a coincidence!

Nangong Chen continued: "If you are really affected so, I can ask Wit to replace you."

Qiao Xueyan took a deep breath. She knew that her behavior just now was not considered. If she wanted to become an interpreter, she could not be affected by these external factors. The personal relationship and work relationship should be clearly distinguished.

This is the first step to test yourself, and you must never be timid!

"No, I can do it." She said firmly.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"You have thought about it, there is only one chance to go back on your word, but if you miss it, you will be gone."

"Think about it." Qiao Xueyan answered unyieldingly.

During dinner, Nangong Chen was calm and talked with everyone about laughter and banquets, drinking and chatting, and almost never gave Qiao Xueyan a single eye, which was equivalent to ignoring her.

And she was drunk by several people in turn, and Nangong Chen treated her as if she hadn't seen it, but her faint smile made people unable to understand what he was thinking.

At the end of the drink, Qiao Xueyan was already dizzy and couldn't even sit steadily.

She supported herself to the bathroom, and after vomiting it, she felt a little more comfortable. She washed her face with cold water, rinsed her mouth, looked at herself in the mirror, and suddenly felt a sense of disgust.

I stayed for nearly a quarter of an hour before going out. Many people were drinking almost the same, yelling to go to KTV. She really didn't want to go anymore. These people are people who have been playing outside for a long time. How can they fight by themselves?

The best way is to evacuate in time to keep your innocence.

"Mr. Smith, I'll leave first."

"Miss Qiao, please be careful when you come out to have fun. Is it okay to give me some face?"

"I've really drunk too much..."

"Let her go." Nangong Chen suddenly spoke and helped her to relieve her siege.

Witt is a smart person and immediately understood, "Then I'll find someone to send Miss Qiao back. It's too late for a girl to be safe."

"No, I can take a taxi back by myself."

Qiao Xueyan refused politely, feeling a little grateful to Nangong Chen. If he hadn't spoken, I was afraid that he would not have been able to leave tonight. This world is really realistic. It would undoubtedly be too dreamy to rely on his own strength to fight!

When she got home, she fell asleep after falling asleep and had no energy to wash up.

****

Before this, Qiao Xueyan had done similar translation work. Her professionalism is unquestionable. She has translated well and has a dedicated work spirit, which is highly appreciated by the boss.

At first, she felt a little awkward, but Nangong Chen's attitude of treating her like a stranger made her gradually adapt to it and she became more comfortable to work.

And so many days of close contact made her re-reach Nangong Chen. He is very dedicated and serious about work, and even meticulous. When negotiating with others, he uses words very precise and sharp, and will never let people catch the small handle in his words. Therefore, this also tests her translation level.

Wanchen Yougang. After more than half a month of getting along, she felt that she admired Nangong Chen a little, and had to admit that he was a very charming man at work.

However, in life, she was really speechless.

Half a month passed in a flash, and the two of them basically had nothing but their work partnership. Even Witt was surprised. Don’t they know each other?

Is it just his illusion?

Qiao Xueyan didn't expect Nangong Chen to be so regular, so she didn't take the opportunity to take advantage of her. She didn't say much except for necessary things, and acted very strangely...

She thought his temperament had changed, but when she saw him hugging the supermodel and joking after get off work, she seemed to be possessed by that scoundrel again. In an instant, thousands of thoughts surged in her heart, not knowing whether to be happy or lost.

On the night after the project was completed, everyone had a dinner together, which was equivalent to practicing for Nangong Chen.

As his personal translator, Qiao Xueyan was naturally indispensable, and she was even urged and pushed to sit next to him. In such an occasion, wine cannot be avoided.

In order to thank his friends who helped him over the past half month, Nangong Chen drank several glasses of high-concentration strong wine, which made his stomach ached faintly, but he had to endure it.

His generousness made the colleagues present applaud, and the atmosphere was very hihg, and the guests and guests were all happy. Eventually, Nangong Chen couldn't stand it.

Qiao Xueyan was so drunk that she wanted to leave, but the waiter told the hotel that there were many rooms open tonight and she could take her to rest. She thought that it would not be safe to go back like this, so she went with her.

When she fell on the bed with dizziness, she suddenly realized that she was not the only one on the bed, and there was one lying in the quilt. She supported herself and wanted to get up, but found that her hands and feet were weak, and she fell on him again with a "bang".

Nangong Chen was sleeping well and was awakened by her. He looked at the woman in front of him and found that she looked familiar, "Are you... sent by Weit?"

"No..." Qiao Xueyan shook her head in a daze. She was also confused. What was going on? How could a man appear on the bed?

"Then... did you come out from the ground?" Nangong Chen turned over and pressed her under him, kissed her pink little mouth without saying a word, and kissed and bit her.

Both of them drank a little too much tonight, and the alcohol burned their brains, causing them to lose their usual rationality and willpower, and they had no idea what they were doing.

Qiao Xueyan was so angry that she was kissed by him that she was breathing unevenly, and the heat in her body became stronger and stronger, just like a fire burning, and she couldn't help but want to get more.

Nangong Chen kissed her lips while touching her smooth skin, and his movements were urgent.

“Um…”

Qiao Xueyan felt her breathing had been plundered, and her tongue was teased. She couldn't help but whisper, her voice was as soft as silk, making Nangong Chen even more itchy. She left her lips, pulled her clothes down with her hand, revealing a pair of plump and softness. He couldn't help but hold one of them in his mouth and bite them in a big mouth.

The sudden stimulation made Qiao Xueyan's breathing more and more rapid. She vaguely saw that the man lying on her was Nangong Chen. She wanted to protest, but she was weak and it was so hot that she felt uncomfortable...

Nangong Chen looked at the soft and light pink color of the man below, and the Adam's apple couldn't help rolling twice, leaned over and took the softness of her side again, and slowly stretched his fingers towards the dense area, ready to invade at any time.

"ah--"

The sudden severe pain also made Qiao Xueyan exhale and her fingers clench the bed sheet with her fingers, and her eyes were blurred. Her body instinctively tugged tightly and squeezed his clone desperately. This contraction was like a warm little mouth sucking hard, and the explosion-like pleasure quickly swept across her body from the joint.

Nangong Chen was a little obsessed with this feeling. It was the ultimate enjoyment to be wrapped in this way. Unlike any woman he had before, it was so wonderful that it was hard to speak!

Qiao Xueyan obviously felt a foreign object in her body, and her slightly wet and delicate friction was rubbed hard by him. Apart from the sharp pain, there was nothing. A mist quickly gathered in her eyes, and she sobbed and wanted to push him away, "It hurts..."

Nangong Chen did not expect that the woman who came to the door this time was a place. How could he not fire the arrow when he hit the string? He could only comfort him softly: "Be good, it won't hurt soon."

"go out……"

Qiao Xueyan still pushed him unyieldingly, and she hated the pain of being poked, so hard! 7e7e7e7e(26amp;gt_26amp;lt;)7e7e7e7e7e

Nangong Chen had no choice but to stop his movements for the time being, leaned forward, carried her into his arms, pushed away the long scattered hair on her back, and gently kissed her thin white neck, and a scorching breath sprayed on the sensitive skin of her neck.

Qiao Xueyan's cheeks, which were white due to the pain, gradually showed a moving blush, and her breathing became rapid.

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Aoah, these two people finally had sex, (* __ *)hehe...
Chapter completed!