Li Shan admired the trace of fear flashing in Lan Min's eyes. He stood up from behind the table and put his hands on Lan Min's shoulders. His tall figure completely enveloped Lan Min in his shadow.

"I'm right, you are afraid."

Li Shan moved his hand from the white-haired young man's shoulder and pinched the young man's chin.

"You're so scared that I'm crying."

Li Shan looked at Lan Min's eyes carefully and felt that even roses and rubies were not enough to describe these sad eyes covered with tears. It made people suspect that the radiance flowing in these red eyes was the apex blood of the gods, otherwise it would not be possible.

Explain the captivating power of these eyes.

Lan Min fell into an eerie silence after Li Shan said he was afraid of ghosts.

Li Shan's rough thumb brushed the corners of his eyes heavily, and he closed his eyes reflexively, his face expressionless, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

Lan Min's appearance made Li Shan frown, "Speak."

After Li Shan finished speaking, the corners of the beautiful young man's mouth curved up. Not only did he speak, he also gave Li Shan a smile.

"Yeah, I'm scared to death."

He admitted his weakness.

Li Shan still imprisoned the young man, but as the young man smiled, he felt that his control over the young man just now was all an illusion. The part of the young man's body that was in contact with him was twitching slightly. He wanted to move away, but there was an inexplicable attraction that made him reluctant to let go.

.

His idea just now was wrong. Not only did Lan Min's eyes have magic power, but his lips also had magic power. At this time, the young man stood on tiptoes and spoke in his ear, "So, Master, will you protect me?"

Li Shan's ears were buzzing, and he saw Lan's red eyes staring at him, showing an indescribable expression, like liking, but also mixed with sarcasm.

"In other words, not only will the master not protect me, but he will also punish me."

Lan Min suddenly took a step forward. With the difference in their physical strength, Li Shan could remain motionless, and with just his chest, he could knock Lan Min to the ground.

But in the end, Li Shan tightened his thick eyebrows and took a step back. His face was half green and half white, and his golden eyes showed embarrassment and anger. He changed from a mature man to a young boy who was forced to retreat by Lan Mo.

"Okay, I accept the punishment." Behind Li Shan was the big soft chair he was sitting on just now. Lan Min looked at the black leather soft chair and smiled.

A pair of soft, white hands pressed the man's shoulders with all their strength, and with a gentle push, Li Shan fell onto the soft chair.

The tall man sat on the soft chair with a sullen face, and now he turned into a young man and looked at him condescendingly.

"What are you going to do?" Li Shan looked at Lan Min warily. He did not believe that Lan Min would accept the punishment obediently.

"The floor is too cold." Lan Min said softly.

He did not move away from his hand on Li Shan's shoulder, but continued to press Li Shan down until the back of Li Shan's head was in contact with the recliner.

Lan Min raised his legs, and his black trousers were pressed against Li Shan's straight white shirt. Li Shan's violent heartbeat was transmitted from his knees upwards. Lan Min lowered his eyes and said slowly, "Master, your heart is beating

It's so fast and so noisy."

The handsome master was blushing from chest to face. He tried his best to maintain the dignity of his boss and master, but to no avail. The white-haired young man knelt on him, and all the reactions of his body were clearly known to the young man.

"I don't like the noise." Li Shan took a deep breath and exhaled, "Just go down."

The next moment, he was slapped by the young man on top of him. The weak slap did not leave any trace on Li Shan's honey-colored face, but it left an invisible humiliation.

"Master is dishonest again." The young man said with a smile, "You obviously like it."

Li Shan stared at the young man in astonishment, unable to believe that he had been slapped by him again. He should be angry, but his anger could not be condensed, and his expression changed back and forth, which was really beautiful.

"How do you know I'm afraid of ghosts and yet you're so sure about it?" After punching in,

The young man lowered his head and frowned thoughtfully.

"You also installed a camera in the car." Seeing Li Shan's expression, Lan Min knew that he had guessed correctly. He and Lu Zhi had said this in the car, and Li Shan knew about it.

"Ha." Lan Min looked at the man below with a faint smile, "Why, are you afraid that something will happen to me and your secretary in the car?"

A hand clasped his waist,

Lan Min frowned slightly, his vision changed, turning upside down, and the person lying on the soft chair became Lan Min.

"Master, aren't you going to punish me?" Lan Min asked quietly.

Li Shan lowered his head and glanced at the wrinkled shirt on his chest. The inside was also red from the pressure of Lan Min's knees, and his breathing was heavy and rapid. On the other hand, Lan Min was neatly dressed, even the buttons of his shirt were buttoned at the top.

In the punishment scene, it seemed that he was the one being punished.

"The punishment is over."

Li Shan said in a deep voice, trying to maintain his dignity on the surface.

Lan Min's eyes were slightly bent. He was sitting on a large soft chair, and Li Shan was standing on the opposite side of the wide table.

This was exactly the opposite of the situation between the two of them when he came to the office.

Lan Min sneered. He folded his hands in his head and pressed his straight long legs on Li Shan's desk. He raised his eyes and looked at Li Shan, "Master, I'm really afraid of ghosts. Can you help me?"

"

He pointed out the dark circles under his eyes and said, "I haven't had a good night's sleep at home for a long time. Can I apply for a staff dormitory?"

A human face is pressed against the bright glass of the office, staring at everything happening in this office.

It looked at the white-haired young man whose legs were numb and unable to stand up from the chair. The handsome man with a cold expression squatted down next to the white-haired young man with a blue face and pressed his legs as the young man called "Master" one after another, completely forgetting who was the master.

Who is the servant?

"Okay, that's all." Lan Min stretched out his legs, but they were no longer numb.

"Next." Li Shan stood up, took out a key from the drawer and handed it to Lan Min. He turned his face away from Lan Min, obviously embarrassed by what he had just done, "Your employee dormitory key."

Lan Min hooked the keychain with her little finger and glanced at it, "Single room, double room"

Li Shan turned his head, his golden eyes radiating anger, "I don't think you need to be afraid of ghosts, you are a devil yourself."

Lan Min glanced at Li Shan's undulating honey-colored chest and said lightly, "I don't dare to sleep alone, I will be scared to tears."

Li Shan shut his mouth, remembering that when he first brought up this topic, Lan Min couldn't help but react with fake fear.

"This is my room." Li Shan said.

Lan Min said simply, stood up from the chair with the key in hand.

Li Shan looked at him from behind, and Lan Min immediately went to the office without changing his expression and closed the door with a click.

Lu Zhi came out of the room next to him and looked at Lan Min. His eyes fell on the key hooked on Lan Min's little finger.

Lan Min only glanced at Lu Zhi, turned around, and continued walking.

Footsteps sounded from behind, and Lu Zhi was following him.

Lan Min walked to the elevator door and pressed the elevator button. Lu Zhi was standing next to him.

"You are with him." Lu Zhi suddenly said.

Bystanders could tell that his boss was already addicted to it and couldn't see clearly who was wearing the chain around his neck.

Lu Zhi believed that Lan Min knew who the "him" he was referring to was.

The elevator went up from the bottom, and Lan Min's pupils reflected the numbers that kept jumping, "You are such a good secretary eavesdropping next door."

Lu knew, "I'm worried about him hurting you. If you like to play this kind of game, you can come to me. The boss is too dangerous for you. If you lose control, you will die."

Lan Min slowly turned back and saw that Lu Zhiqingjun's face was still expressionless. Lu Zhi said calmly, "You can do anything to me. I don't mind being the boss's substitute."

Under Lan Min's gaze, Lu Zhi's face was expressionless, and the muscles on his body were slightly tense. He added, "If you think my figure does not match the boss's, I can work out."

bite--

The elevator has arrived.

Lan Min looked away and entered the elevator, "Secretary Lu, although your perversion and shamelessness have opened my eyes, I am not interested in you."

It was a little cold in the elevator, and Lan Min shivered.

Lu Zhi did not give up and stepped into the elevator with one foot.

bite--

The red light of the elevator turned on, and the electronic sound began to buzz.

"Please note that the elevator is overloaded."

Lan Min frowned in confusion, why were he and Lu Zhi alone? Is the elevator broken?

The surprised expression on the white-haired young man's face had not yet dissipated. The alloy elevator door slammed shut, and Lu Zhi, who wanted to come in, was ejected by an unknown force. Only Lan Min was left in the small elevator.

Lan Min hasn't pressed the elevator button yet, but the button on the negative floor is already flashing white fluorescence.

Even companies that think they are safe can be shady.

Lan Mo's face turned pale, and the smooth wall inside the elevator was a smooth mirror, reflecting the crowded elevator at this time.

Lan Min's fingertips were cold, and there were "people" on his front, back, left and right.

He felt that "someone" was touching his fingers invisibly. When he touched them, his fingers felt like they were pricked by ice needles. Lan Min opened his eyes wide and searched for the impact reflected in the elevator. He saw

I saw a pair of dead white hands stretching out from the sleeves of the "person" behind me, touching him at one time or another.

Lan Min curled up his fingers, and the "person" stretched out his hand hurriedly and touched the other "person".
To be continued...