Metropolis: I was forced to be the villain

Song Zhiwei, who was busy typing, would never have imagined that she would suddenly be kissed by Jiang Yanchen, with her big eyes staring like copper bells, and she was in a daze.

However, Song Zhiwei didn't resist, after three seconds, she got used to it, put her arm around Jiang Yanchen's neck, and closed her eyes.

"No, not there!"

Just when Jiang Yanchen's hand was about to tear off the white coat that Song Zhiwei was wearing, Song Zhiwei hurriedly called a stop, her face flushed slightly, and she said shyly, "Are you still pulling my clothes? This is the office, and there are still people outside!"

Jiang Yanchen didn't care so much, with a smirk on the corner of his mouth, he said indifferently: "What are you afraid of, you can't see what's inside this glass."

"Oh, I can't do it!" Song Zhiwei began to panic, her eyes kept shuttling back and forth between Jiang Yanchen and the glass wall, she patted Jiang Yanchen's dishonest hand away with her right hand, and said, "Even if you can't see here, you can hear the sound Not good!"

"Besides, as far as your movement is concerned, do you think those people outside won't notice it at all?" Song Zhiwei glanced down subconsciously, reminding Jiang Yanchen by accident.

Regarding this, Jiang Yanchen touched his mouth resentfully, then pouted and said aggrievedly: "Hmph, I won't give you this, do you not love me anymore?"

Hearing this, Song Zhiwei was shocked. She was stunned for a long time before she chuckled and said, "When did you learn this tone? You're so jealous, so funny!"

"Hey, it's inconvenient here. There's not even a bed, and you can't be on my desk...then...then I'm so nervous!" Song Zhiwei grabbed Jiang Yanchen's hand, shook it vigorously, and said softly .

Regarding this, Jiang Yanchen burst into laughter in his heart. He was just joking about Song Zhiwei, but he didn't expect Song Zhiwei to really plan to do something here.

This is not just an ordinary office, it is a research institute for researching cosmetic ingredients, developing and testing cosmetics.

Jiang Yanchen also felt that it was a bit of a joke here, but he really wanted to do it. After all, he had never tried this kind of place before, so he didn't know how exciting it would be!

"Okay, I'm kidding you, if it's not enough to dilute it by [-] times, then dilute it by [-] times." Jiang Yanchen put away the smile on his face and said seriously.

Song Zhiwei was a little lost in her beautiful eyes, as if she was longing for something she could do with Jiang Yanchen here, after all, there were only the two of them, without Huan Bing, Liu Muyan and others, this was their two-person world.

But although I have this idea in my heart, the conditions seem to not allow it.

"Well, the results will come out soon." Song Zhiwei glanced back at the glass wall and said softly.

Jiang Yanchen also walked to the glass wall, folded his hands on his chest, and waited quietly for the result.

About 3 minutes later, Song Zhiwei suddenly said, "The result came out, it's still too high!"

After another 5 minutes, Song Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said, "Dilution by [-] times, the effect is indeed weaker, but I think it's still a bit stronger!"

After another 10 minutes, Song Zhiwei looked at the data results displayed on the computer screen, nodded slightly and said, "It's been diluted by 30 times, I think it's okay."

Jiang Yanchen nodded slightly. This kind of analysis really made him stunned. It has been diluted by 30 times, but the effect is still thousands of times stronger than the mask on the market.

"Let's dilute it to 50 times. As long as the effect is more than ten times stronger than the mask on the market, it will be fine. If the effect is too high, accidents will happen." Jiang Yanchen continued after a moment of silence.

Song Zhiwei nodded, "That's fine, I'll use a 50-fold diluted solution to make a part of the mask first to see how it works."

As for other aspects of the process, Tianwei Company has its own assembly line team, so there is no need to worry about leaking secrets.

It's just that a new ingredient "Xueyan" is added to the mask, which is the name Song Zhiwei proposed in the report document.

Jiang Yanchen walked slowly to the door, then turned around suddenly, looked at Song Zhiwei with a smirk and asked, "Actually, I think that desk is pretty good too. If I use my clothes as a cushion, I shouldn't panic!"

Hearing this, Song Zhiwei was taken aback for a moment, she took two steps forward, kissed Jiang Yanchen's face, and said with a smirk, "How about it, wait until next time."

"next time?"

Jiang Yanchen was taken aback and asked.

"Well, next time I'll ask someone to set up a bed!" Song Zhiwei suddenly lowered her head as she said, as if feeling a little loose, blushing up to her ears.

"Okay! Then next time, but next time must be!" Jiang Yanchen reached out and patted Song Zhiwei's butt, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

Song Zhiwei gave Jiang Yanchen a blank look from behind, then straightened her clothes and hair, then slowly closed the door and followed.

"It's almost four o'clock." Jiang Yanchen glanced at his phone, "Go back and rest!"

In the co-pilot's position in the car, Song Zhiwei crossed her legs and put them directly under the windshield. Jiang Yanchen almost stepped on the accelerator as a brake from the perfect curve!

"What are your habits?" Jiang Yanchen asked with a smile.

Song Zhiwei replied indifferently: "Don't you like to look at your legs? I'll put them up high, so that you can look good!"

"I'm not in the mood to drive because of what you're doing!" Jiang Yanchen stopped the car slowly and leaned against the side of the road.

Then, Jiang Yanchen took off his seat belt, leaned forward, jumped into the passenger seat, looked at Song Zhiwei up close, and asked softly, "Is this okay?"

Feeling the oncoming exhalation, Song Zhiwei's heart beat faster, as if she could hear it, and when her throat was dry, she subconsciously wanted to flee.

However, Song Zhiwei didn't make any movement to escape, instead she put her arms around Jiang Yanchen and said softly, "Yes!"

Hearing these two words, Jiang Yanchen ripped off his coat like a beast...

(Anti-pornography and anti-illegal, [-] words are omitted here...)
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It wasn't until the black Bentley parked under the shade of the trees on the side of the road that it stopped shaking, Jiang Yanchen stretched out his hand to touch Song Zhiwei's glowing red cheeks, and said with extreme tenderness, "It's still a bit cramped, and I can't use it!"

Song Zhiwei's hair was a little disheveled, her breathing was a little short of breath, her voice was thin, and she said bitterly, "Then what else do you want? The road is spacious, do you want to come?"

"Haha, I'm so sick of it!" Jiang Yanchen laughed suddenly, holding the steering wheel, stepping on the accelerator, and the black Bentley galloped away.

Song Zhiwei slowly propped herself up, twisted her painful arm, frowned and said, "My arm hurts a little bit from what you did just now, can you be gentle next time?"

"I can't control this, I will definitely pay attention next time!" Jiang Yanchen pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand in an OK gesture.