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"Jun Hao, let's report to the guard school tomorrow...... You've settled the matter! Bai Yan said happily: "I have officially taken up the position of the head of the medical department of the Yang Group, enjoying the treatment of the group's senior executives, with a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan and a large dividend at the end of the year." Hehe......"

Zhang Junhao was immediately messy, didn't Sister Yanzi resign a few days ago in order to support herself?

Bai Yan knew that he had doubts in his heart, and explained: "Mr. Xie has already investigated the matter between you and Li Dayong's father and son, and Gu Jingjing and Thin Monkey have also testified for you...... Later, I thought that since the misunderstanding was all over, I didn't need to be angry anymore, so I agreed. ”

"By the way, your position is still the vice principal, in charge of school spirit and discipline...... Bai Yan said.

After a pause, Bai Yan suddenly said mysteriously: "Jun Hao, do you know that Li Dayong is dead...... I just died at noon today. ”

"Dead?" Zhang Junhao was actually not surprised at all, but he still pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why did the good guy die, it has nothing to do with me, right?" ”

"Don't worry, although you have had a conflict with Li Dayong, Li Dayong died of illness and has nothing to do with you." Bai Yan said with a smile: "I will work overtime tonight, so I won't go back, you can go to bed early...... Remember to report on time tomorrow. ”

Zhang Junhao hurriedly said: "Li Dayong is dead, who will be the principal?" Can you give me a one-time mention? "The current health school has been separated from the system, and the school leaders are not established, so it is not a problem at all to be in place at one time.

"No!" Bai Yan explained with a smile: "Originally, I also meant this, but Mr. Xie said that you were too young to be at the helm, and later I also thought you were young, so I didn't insist." Don't worry, the headmaster of the school is an old man and won't get in your way. ”

Back in the three-bedroom apartment, it was already midnight, Zhang Junhao helped Su Shan sit on the sofa and went to pour hot water for her.

When he came back, Su Shan was already lying on the sofa on her side, her two long legs together, and the curves of her waist and hips were completely displayed.

Zhang Junhao found that Su Shan's eyes were a little confused, and wondered if it could be the effect of the drug?

Su Shan raised her head and saw Zhang Junhao looking at her, her face was a little feverish, and there was an inexplicable restlessness in her heart.

Zhang Junhao's nature is good, although there were some bad rumors outside when he was in college, but he never had any reluctance on her, although his eyes were full of obscenity, but after all, he did not use himself strongly.

That time, he went mad for himself and beat the animal desperately, and her heart seemed to open at that time.

Who knew that he was later beaten into a vegetative state by others, Su Shan cried and made trouble, and even begged, but in the end he stayed away.

Now that God has given them the chance to meet again, she thinks it might be fate.

Su Shan smiled at Zhang Junhao and sat up, but unexpectedly lost any strength in her body and fell off the sofa.

Zhang Junhao was taken aback, but he expected that the effect of the medicine in her body should have already taken effect.

Zhang Junhao picked up Su Shan and put her directly on the bed in the bedroom.

Next to the study, this bedroom is the smallest of the three bedrooms, but it is also 20 square meters, and the interior decoration is still luxurious and luxurious.

Su Shan felt a little hot and dry, uncomfortable, had no strength at all, and her head was still dizzy.

In a trance, she felt that something was wrong, she had drunk before, but she was never drunk when she drank a bottle of liquor, but today she felt different.

Zhang Junhao squatted down and took off Su Shan's shoes, the flesh-colored stockings wrapped a pair of delicate little feet, and he couldn't help but caress them.

"Whew!" Su Shan felt a fiery tingling sensation rising from her feet, instantly spreading throughout her body, and couldn't help but moan softly.

Zhang Junhao was startled, hurriedly let go, picked her up again, moved it up, and covered her with a quilt.

Zhang Junhao sat at the head of the bed, stretched out his hand to cut Su Shan's pulse, and at the same time used the plague monarch method to sense the virus in her body, except for alcohol, there seemed to be no other viruses, and her health was very healthy.

Suddenly, Zhang Junhao realized that the drug was not a poison in the first place, strictly speaking, the drug is just a catalyst-like thing, it can stimulate people's innermost desires and the most primitive physiological instincts in a short period of time, and this drug is in the body for a short time, and it is too late to absorb it.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Junhao still used the plague monarch method to dissolve the alcohol for her, and tried to make her sober as much as possible.

Su Shan felt that her head was not so dizzy, but the heat of her body was getting stricter and stricter, and there seemed to be an expectation in her heart.

Zhang Junhao felt that something was wrong, but he didn't want to ask for the girl's innocent body.

He had mixed feelings about Su Shan, and under the influence of that memory deep in his heart, he instinctively had some good feelings for Su Shan.

But Su Shan is the kind of girl you can't bear to hurt, Zhang Junhao knows very well in his heart that he can't give Su Shan the happiness she wants.

The current Zhang Junhao is not a playboy, but his identity is even more special.

Essentially, he is a qi practitioner,

A Qi practitioner who did not originally exist in this secular world.

If it is smooth, eight years, ten years later, he will cultivate to the realm of seven transformations again, condense the plague monarch law in this life, and then even if he can't turn eight times, he will have a life far beyond ordinary people. And Su Shan's lifespan is only a hundred years, and he can't stand the reality that his loved ones are slowly getting old and dying slowly.

At least, he doesn't have a solid solution yet.

After covering the quilt for Su Shan, Zhang Junhao walked out.

Zhang Junhao did not go back to his bedroom to rest, but sat on the sofa and watched the situation in Su Shan's bedroom from a distance.

Su Shan's body kept twisting in the quilt, and the heat on her body made her reason gradually fade, and she fell into a complete blur.

Wu Bo's medicine was purchased from abroad, and a small bottle of 10 milliliters cost 5,000 US dollars, or tens of thousands of yuan.

You get what you pay for, the effect of the medicine is very good, it completely stimulates the most primitive desires and instincts of the human body, even if Su Shan's alcohol strength has been dissolved, she can't keep her mind clear.

Unconsciously, Su Shan's jeans and knitwear have been removed, and there are only close-fitting clothes on her body, and her hands instinctively reach out to the hottest part of her body.

Fortunately, the quilt was still on her body, and it was not too embarrassing.

Zhang Junhao lowered his head and tried not to look towards Su Shan's bedroom, but Su Shan's happy ** came into his ears clearly.

The plague monarch is constantly pouring the power of the origin, but there are still ripples in his heart, and the memory in his heart is also churning.

Ten minutes later, Su Shan's body suddenly trembled violently, and after a few high-pitched shouts, the delicate body in the quilt gradually calmed down.

After a heavy gasp, Su Shan's sanity gradually returned, and she quickly realized what had happened to her.

When she found out that Zhang Junhao was not in the bedroom, she suddenly cried.

After hearing Su Shan's cry, Zhang Junhao hurriedly ran over and asked, "Su Shan, are you okay......

Su Shan hurriedly covered her head with the quilt, and her voice came out through the quilt: "I was drugged, right?" ”

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