Now it's okay, Ding Zhe unbuttoned his clothes, and it exploded instantly.

Although it is through the T-shirt, it is also surging.

The curves are exquisite, which makes Ding Zhe unbearable.

"You, you ......" Zhao Xiaolan couldn't breathe well, she was weak, she just pointed at Ding Zhe with her little white finger, she originally thought that Ding Zhe was going to see a doctor, but she never dreamed that this product would be lighthearted.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaolan was so anxious that she was about to cry!

And Ding Zhe sighed, put her flat on the ground, and then reached out and unbuttoned her neckline: "I said it, don't wear it so tightly, it will oppress your breathing." ”

Sure enough, as Ding Zhe said.

Accompanied by the unfastening of the neckline.

Zhao Xiaolan's breathing was a little easier, but she was still embarrassed, and pointed at Ding Zhe with her little finger and said, "Big villain, you are taking the opportunity to take advantage of me." ”

As he spoke, his breathing became more and more rapid, so that he could not breathe a little.

Who knew that Ding Zhe actually reached out and pressed it towards her chest.

Zhao Xiaolan is a man at the moment, and I am a fish and meat, and she can't resist, so she just looked at Ding Zhe with tears on her face.

Seeing and Ding Zhe pressed his finger on her chest a little!

And then the unthinkable happened.

She actually felt a coolness, from top to bottom, straight to her lungs.

And Zhao Xiaolan, who had become stiff because of her poor breathing, regained her vitality in an instant.

And after regaining her mobility, Zhao Xiaolan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so she slammed her pink fist at Ding Zhe: "Big villain, I'll let you make me ...... lightly"

That's pretty fast.

It's just a pity, who is Ding Zhe.

As soon as he reached out, he grabbed her pink fist, and then pressed it directly on top of his head.

What the?

There's another one.

I grabbed it casually and was pressed on the top of the head together.

There are also two snow-white long legs.

Easy to do, gently press with your thighs.

Now it's okay, Zhao Xiaolan's two hands were pressed there by Ding Zhe's big hand like a vice, forming a very humiliating and alternative posture.

Especially the curves, as if they were inflated.

And it's good to die at this time.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door.

Followed by a male employee from the personnel team walked in: "Minister Zhao, uh. ”

The male employee immediately hung there.

There is no way, the posture between Zhao Xiaolan and Ding Zhe is simply too strange now.

It feels as if Ding Zhe is doing that with Zhao Xiaolan.

"You, what is this?" the male employee stood there very dumbfounded.

"Wang Bin, you let me out. Zhao Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, and then roared.

"Uh, yes, yes, excuse me, you go on. Wang Bin hurriedly nodded back, and then locked the door.

After leaving Chao Xiaolan's office, Wang Bin stood there, staring straight at the ceiling.

In my mind, there was a picture of the little security guard Ding Zhe half-pressing on the Minister of Personnel Zhao Xiaolan, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a long time, he let out a sigh of relief and said to himself: "I was doing it with Minister Zhao in the room in broad daylight, Brother Ding is so awesome." ”

Originally, Ding Zhe had no status in the company, and Wang Bin looked down on him.

However, now Wang Bin feels that he should look at Ding Zhe differently.

Here, Zhao Xiaolan saw that the strength of Bibi was not comparable to Ding Zhe at all, so she was very humiliated, and her tears were about to come down again.

This stinky security guard is so bad.

actually despised himself in front of his subordinates.

If you want to restore your mobility, you must make him look good.

At this time, Ding Zhe's hand stretched out again.

"What are you going to do? Let go of me. After speaking, the body moved vigorously.

It's a pity that under Ding Zhe's suppression, where did he move a little.

"Don't move, there's still some finishing touches. Ding Zhe stretched out his thumb and pressed down from Zhao Xiaolan's throat again.

The refreshing sensation reappeared.

And so on and so forth, three times in total.

Immediately, Ding Zhe let go of Zhao Xiaolan.

After Zhao Xiaolan, who was let go here, was freed, a carp stood up from the ground, turned around and clenched his small fists and was about to stage a full martial arts with Ding Zhe: "The bastard old lady fought with you." ”

How do you know that Ding Zhe is still in the alley: "By the way, Minister Zhao, don't take that asthma medicine, if you eat too much, it will hurt your liver and kidneys and lose your hair!"

Call!

Zhao Xiaolan's fist stopped at Ding Zhe's face, staring at him, with a complicated expression in her eyes.

Asthma medicine hurts the liver and kidneys, and she knows about losing hair after a long time.

But there is no way, compared to her life, she can only accept these side effects.

However, at this moment, she felt the smooth breathing in her chest, and the cool feeling.

I couldn't help but think of the finger that Ding Zhe had pressed all the way down his throat just now.

Immediately, Zhao Xiaolan said suspiciously: "Can you really treat it?"

"Can you treat yourself and feel it? Ding Zhe turned around and walked over and sat on Zhao Xiaolan's office chair.

"Huh?" Zhao Xiaolan took a breath, and then found that she was indeed fine, so she asked, "Am I completely cured?"

"It's early, where is this going, you are an invasion of external evil, from the nose into the throat, and then into the trachea, it is not an overnight thing. Ding Zhe shook his head and said, "Oh." You can't wear tight clothes anymore, this kind of suppression will cause the blood to be poor, it will be difficult to breathe, not only will you suffer, but maybe my son and I will suffer as well. ”

"Why did your son suffer?" Zhao Xiaolan looked confused.

"If you are restricted here, it will affect your development, and it will cause my son to be restricted in eating and drinking, and of course he will suffer. Ding Zhe shook his head: "As for me, if my son is unhappy, of course I am not happy." ”

"Bastard, you took advantage of me, I tore you. "Zhao Xiaolan wants to PK with Ding Zhe again.

Who knows, Ding Zhe suddenly asked: "Do you still want to be completely cured, do you want to take that medicine for the rest of your life?"

Call!

Zhao Xiaolan's fist stopped at Ding Zhe's door for the second time, but her eyes scanned back and forth between the small pills on the ground and Ding Zhe, and finally like a deflated ball, she sighed and said, "How to treat it next?"

"You also need to massage at least 10 times, the technique is similar to just now, maybe a little more thorough, and it is better to leave the upper body without clothes, so as to ensure the effect. ”

"You!" Zhao Xiaolan's cheeks were so rosy that honey was about to flow out, and she looked Ding Zhe up and down, weighing in her heart whether this stinky security guard was taking advantage of herself or really being able to cure her illness.

"I don't care about it, it's thankless. Ding Zhe got up: "You just go and take the kind of medicine that hurts the liver and kidneys, take it for five or seven or eight years, your hair is gone, what does it matter to me." ”