Chapter 31 The President’s Routine

"Snapped."

Gong Aohan slapped Ji Qiubai's buttocks gently.

"What are you doing!" Ji Qiubai immediately covered his buttocks, his eyes stared like copper bells, "You are perverted!"

The little man in front of him had an unbelievable and terrified expression on his delicate and cute face. The man was pleased, and he curled his lips into a chuckle:

"Who told you to fight against your husband? Doesn't your husband spoil you enough?"

"Who asked you to pet me! I didn't force you to pet me, and I thought you hated me!" Ji Qiubai said righteously.

But with his delicate and lovely face, it really looks like a little wife acting like a baby.

"I really hate you." Gong Aohan moved his head closer, smiled and said in a low voice.

"Hey." Ji Qiubai suddenly felt complacent, "Then what do you hate about me?"

I can continue to flourish!

"I hate you for being cute, why are you so cute, huh?"

"..."

Damn, the two of them don't seem to be on the same channel all the time!

It's like a chicken talking to a duck.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and work, after all, it's 100 million every minute... Let me go!" Ji Qiubai pretended to be serious, and secretly pushed his hand away.

Gong Aohan was unmoved: "Let me kiss you and I will let you go."

"Can you still work hard! You think about this kind of thing all day long! Do you know that a man should put his career first... um——"

Both hands were grabbed by big hands, and the upper body was forced to lean back, leaning on the desk, and was kissed by Gong Aohan in a very twisted posture.

The mouth and nose are full of Gong Aohan's masculine breath, and there is a faint smell of men's perfume on his body, which is very aggressive.

"Hold me, or I'll throw you down." Gong Aohan changed his direction and put his hand on his shoulder and neck.

Ji Qiubai had no reliable desk behind him, so he really thought he was going to fall backwards, so he quickly grabbed his neck and was about to stare at him when the other party kissed him again.

"Ok……"

The other party's superb kissing skills made him fascinated, confused, and unconsciously let out a long moan.

Then a big hand swam in close to his skin.

"Hmm..." He stretched out his hand to stop the running hand, but it was limp, and was taken away by the other party.

"Take your hands away." The man panted, and made a low command sound from his throat.

Ji Qiubai was speechless.

I should be the one telling you to take it away!

Why can you tell me to take my hands away so confidently!

This is my body, I can touch what you can't, bro!

But before he had time to resist, the man had already touched his indescribable place and started to move indescribably.

Ji Qiubai's face was flushed, his whole body softened into a puddle of spring water, and he kept meowing like a kitten in Gong Aohan's arms.

Gong Aohan's handsome and domineering facial features were tainted with lust, and a pair of black eyes stared closely at the face of the man in his arms like a beast.

Ji Qiubai is young in body, and mentally he is also a dead otaku who has only had sex twice, how could he resist such teasing, his hands tightly clutching Gong Aohan's expensive shirt, spring tide brings rain, let him pick it.

But in the rising zone, Gong Aohan suddenly stopped.

Ji Qiubai's whole body is not well, he opened his watery eyes, looked at him wronged and resentful: "What are you doing?"

The tone was soft and delicate, just like a dissatisfied little wife.

Gong Aohan's face was stern: "Either stop like this, or go upstairs and do the whole set, you choose."

"..."

Ji Qiubai roared in his heart——

Fuck your mother Gong Aohan!

The longest road I have traveled is your routine!

To flirt but not to destroy, people do things!

Forget it, it’s not the first time I’ve done it anyway, what’s the difference between the second time and the third time, don’t pretend to be a chaste woman—— said the little devil Ji Qiubai.

No, you can't keep it once, you can't keep it again and again, you can't go down like this!——Said the little angel Ji Qiubai.

You can pull it down!——The little devil knocked down the little angel with one punch, and laughed loudly with his arms akimbo.

Ji Qiubai put his arms around Gong Aohan's neck, buried his face in his arms: "No choice."

I just want to choose the latter, but can't say it, otherwise why don't just say choose the former?

Gong Aohan chuckled, picked him up and walked upstairs to the luxury apartment: "Then husband will help you choose, choose the latter, the baby is comfortable and the husband is also comfortable."

Ji Qiubai's body became hot, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Then the two of them were very shameless during office hours, upstairs in the office, "doing business".

While Ji Qiubai was being cultivated, he thought in a daze, I can't be so ashamed, I want to break the game and make Gong Aohan sick.

So while crying, he said: "I must enter the entertainment circle, I want to be an artist..."

Make that kind of particularly revealing movie, it will piss you off!

Gong Aohan is indescribable on him, his handsome and evil eyes look down at him from above: "Call my husband, I will let you go."

"not called……"

"Don't bark?" Gong Aohan raised his eyebrows and deliberately stopped his movements.

"........."

There was six seconds of silence.

"husband!"

"obedient."

Ji Qiubai cried even harder.

Because feel more ashamed.