It's dark outside.

Winter nights, very cold.

When she got out of the elevator, she shivered, and was immediately hugged firmly. She looked at him sideways, and his side face was charming under the faint lights of the parking lot.

The phone rang at an inopportune time, it was Luo Shichen, and she hung up immediately. But in the next second, she called again, helplessly, she answered, "Shichen?"

She didn't notice that the face of the man who hugged her turned cold in an instant.

"Oh......" she said absentmindedly, "hmm,...... I didn't drink much......" The man who was still holding him just now let go of his hand.

“…… I know, see you tomorrow!" She hung up and trotted a few steps to keep up with him.

The big boss opened the passenger door and pushed her in, walked around and sat in the driver's seat, and the car quickly drove out of the parking lot.

Song Qingge looked at the night scene outside the window, the neon flickered, at this point in time, there were few pedestrians on the road.

Inside the car, it was quiet, slightly dark, and speechless all the way.

While waiting for the green light, he opened the window and lit a cigarette.

Every time he took a puff of cigarette, the smoke star would light up.

What's wrong with him? Song Qingge was slightly confused when he first came out of the banquet hall, but since he got into the car, he didn't say a word, she lowered her eyes and looked at the hand she put on her lap.

Soon, the air in the car was stained with a faint smell of tobacco, and she was already drunk, so she opened the window, and the cold wind outside the window blew in, ruffling her hair.

She was always anxious and panicked, and the cold wind blew on her face, and she sneezed. Immediately, the window glass was slowly closed by him. But then, she was so uncomfortable with the smoke that she couldn't help but turn her head, the cigarette on his lips seemed to be very long, "Can you stop smoking?"

The window glass opened quickly, and the next second, the cigarette in his hand was gone, and he pursed his thin lips and drove without looking at her.

Song Qingge felt that the atmosphere in the car was getting duller and duller, and his silence made her feel like she was about to suffocate.

"Where are we going?" she finally broke the silence.

The big boss turned his head and looked at her, "Where do you want to go?"

He didn't say a salty word, and threw the question to her again, Song Qingge didn't know how to answer, and he didn't dare to look at him.

Her silence provoked the big boss to snort coldly, "How did you hook up with me before, but now you don't dare?"

Song Qingge leaned back in his seat, his chest was stuffy, and he felt a little aggrieved by his changing attitude, "You...... What do you want?"

The big boss drove, stared ahead, and waited for a while before he said quietly, "What do I want, you don't know?"

Song Qingge held back the sourness in her eyes, "In your opinion, am I a casual woman?"

The car suddenly stopped on the side of the road, and the big boss's face was gloomy, mixed with an invisible anger, and he came to the co-pilot, forcing him to look at her, "What do you think?"

His words made her heart clear, she was wronged, there was a mist in her eyes, she wanted to bow her head, but she was suddenly clasped by his chin, faintly painful, and asked: "Because of this, you can despise me at any time?" She took the initiative to kiss him and confess to him, and he would also see it as "too casual".

As soon as her words fell, her jaw was pinched, and the big boss's face was even heavier, seeing the tears hidden in her eyes, she lowered her head, and her thin lips fell on her slightly opened lips.

The kiss, as ever, was domineering and punishing, the smell of tobacco in his mouth filled her mouth, and the familiar and longing feeling exploded in her mind, making her forget to struggle for a while.

He didn't let go of her until she couldn't breathe.

Her face was crimson, and she sat stiffly in her position, thinking that she couldn't resist his temptation just now, she was ashamed and annoyed, "You play with other women, are you like this?"

The big boss's gloomy face faded a little, and he looked at her deeply, "Jealous?"

"How is it possible!" was poked by him, she was annoyed, and denied it: "I don't like you again!" But the sourness in her eyes couldn't hold back any longer, tears slipped out, and she turned her face sideways to the window to prevent him from noticing.

In an instant, the big boss's heart softened, a little happy, he reached out, turned her head, helped her wipe away the tears, and said softly: "You still say you don't like me?"

Her temper also came, pushing his hand away, but in the next second, he had lowered his head and kissed her lips, which was different from the previous kiss, very gentle, like a marshmallow pressing softly on her lips, he took her lips and sucked gently. Song Qingge was stunned, her eyes wide open.

Noticing her inattention, he whispered, "Close your eyes." ”

His breath was mixed with the smell of tobacco, which bewitched her, she slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, he dominated her, seduced her, and began a lingering kiss.

----

The man next to him drove the car refreshed, which was completely different from Cen Leng when he first got in the car before. It's just that Song Qingge is still dizzy, her face is very hot, and her mind is full of the moment when he kissed her.

She wanted to pull out the hand he was holding, but he held it hard, and a low voice came from the magnetic, "Don't move." ”

His big palm, warm and dry, held her hand and made her feel warm and comfortable.

The car was parked outside the Song family's villa.

When Song Qingge was about to get out of the car, he grabbed her, he looked at her, the car was very quiet, and the breathing of both of them was exceptionally clear.

"Why don't you invite me for a cup of coffee?" the big boss rubbed his hand on her wrist and stared at her with burning eyes.

"Got coffee...... Insomnia can occur. She whispered.

The big boss put his other hand on her seat, lazy, "It's not bad to drink." ”

"You can't drink!" she said softly.

The big boss leaned over and got closer to her, "But I drank a lot of ...... from you tonight"

Song Qinggeyou's face became even hotter.

"Can you ......" the big boss leaned into her ear, "let me drink a little more?"

His breathing made her itch and shy, tilted her head, but her lips just touched his cheek, at that moment, she was dizzy, "Drink coffee, this is a good idea," I don't know if she was too drunk, or she was tempted by a beautiful man, she actually looked at him and said, "Do you have it at home?"

"Yes. The big boss's eyes burned, "There are many. ”

----

As soon as she entered the door, before Song Qingge could turn around, she was pulled by a strong force, her back against the wall, and before she could say an exclamation, her whole person was covered by his tall figure.

The big boss propped his hands on the wall beside her, and the kiss landed accurately. And she, who didn't have time to think at all, instinctively tiptoed after that momentary exclamation, wrapped her hands around his neck, and warmly greeted his kiss.

His tongue probed into her mouth domineeringly, and his hand held her slender waist.

Song Qingge's legs were a little weak, she gradually became messy, but he was calm and domineering, dominating and seducing.

Her coat fell in the doorway, her high heels landed in the living room, the other on the staircase, and the delicate floor-length gown fell in the doorway of his bedroom.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

When he was in Australia, he often dreamed about this scene, and every time he woke up from the dream, his body tensed uncomfortably.

There had only been two times, but he knew every sensitive part of her body, even, the size of a certain position, and the angle she liked...... There is a tacit understanding with each other, and the amazing sense of fit makes the love hearty.

Some people say that men are animals that think in the lower half of their bodies, and at this moment, in front of her, the big boss agrees with this statement.

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Song Qingge was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

She felt like she had been run over by a wheel, sleepy and tired, and reached for the bedside table, but without opening her eyes, she answered the phone, "Hey?"

There was no sound over there.

She frowned, and her languid voice said, "Who?"

Still no one spoke, but, she seemed to hear the sound of breathing on the other side of the phone, she opened her eyes slightly, wanting to see who called, but unexpectedly, in the sight, it was an unfamiliar chandelier, she was startled, opened her eyes, but met a pair of deep eyes, the big boss half propped his head, looking at her.

Song Qingge found out that they were covered with the same quilt and didn't wear anything, she bit her lip, her mind was messed up, and the clips of last night came up, she frowned, and was so ashamed that she dragged the quilt over and covered herself tightly.

Seeing her shrink into the turtle shell like a little turtle, the big boss joked: "Give me the phone." ”

Song Qingge didn't move, clutching the quilt tightly.

"It's my phone. The big boss said unhurriedly.

Uhhhh

Ahh

Song Qingge was extremely embarrassed, shrunk in the quilt, stretched out his hand, and threw the phone to him.

The big boss laughed faintly, took the phone, and cleared his throat, "Hey?"

……

The big boss said in a slow tone, "The personnel appointment has also been issued, and the plane ticket has been booked, you said that if you don't want to go, you won't go?"

……

"It's not as scary as you think," the big boss was in a good mood, and said with rare comfort: "Go to Africa, maybe you have an affair!"

……

"I have to go!" The big boss's hand reached into the quilt, caressing the skin of the person under the quilt, not wanting to talk nonsense with Gao Zirui.

After hanging up the phone, the phone was thrown aside.

He was lucky enough to get into the quilt too.

“…… Well...... What are you going to do...... What ......"

"Give you oxygen. "The big boss is afraid that she will lack oxygen, and once again attacks the city and plunders the land.

"Don't!"

And then...... Except for the sound of wheezing and rapid breathing, no one spoke.

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When Song Qingge knew that she was calling from Gao Zirui, she was frustrated, "How can I have a face to see people in the future." "I met at the hotel last time, and this time I ......

"It's okay," the big boss patted her on the shoulder and comforted, "He's going to Africa soon." ”

She was unhappy, "He'll always come back." "When mountains and rivers meet, there is always a time to see them, thinking of Gao Zirui's smiling and ridiculous appearance, she bites the shoulder of the big boss with shame and anger.

"The bite hurts!" he patted her head away.

"Do you still know that it hurts?" Song Qingge coquettishly, "It's okay, what are you taking me to your house for?"

The big boss looked at her with burning eyes, and said ambiguously: "Didn't you say you wanted to come to my house for coffee?"

Uh! Seems to be the case. Shy and anxious, she turned over and ignored him.

The big boss stroked her shoulder, "It's okay. ”

She pouted, not happy.

The big boss, the wife slave, has no position again, coaxing, "Just let him be in Africa, don't come back." ”

Then, in a garden house in Z City, Gao Zirui, who was frustrated with collecting his luggage, sneezed without warning.