If you say that, I won't be sleepy!

Jiang Chacha suddenly came back with full blood as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, her face was flushed, and she pretended to look at Bian Jichen shyly, "Young master...... Are you telling the truth? ”

All the troubles disappeared in an instant, and now she just wanted to hear him say the classic overlord quotes.

What could be more interesting than watching Bian Jichen read earthy quotations with that noble face!

Isn't it!!

What answered her was Bian Jichen's unclear emotional "um".

There is such a description in the literature of this "Seven Times in One Night: Mr. Lu's Seven Days Lover"-

He couldn't help himself, looking at her chattering and delicate red lips, and then looking at her lustful and greasy snow-white skin, a fire rose in his heart for no reason, and the more it burned, the more it burned......

Finally, he was in the presidential suite of the hotel......

Such a shameful and bloody plot is spitting out of Bian Jichen's lips, forming a strong contrast with his cold and thin voice.

He was standing in front of her, holding the president's novel in one hand, frowning slightly, and slowly reading out the fragments of the novel word by word.

Jiang Chacha couldn't help but look up at him.

It's obviously a bloody plot that can easily make people laugh, but he is so focused and charming when he reads it, his throat bone moves, and an indifferent low voice overflows from it.

It's ...... It's going to die.

Get one’s dander up.

Bian Jichen's heroic face is like a finely carved knife, and his eyes are lowered, as if he is not reading the literature of a wife, but a collection of poems that has been circulated for a hundred years, which can withstand slow taste.

His joints are singled out, as if they were all excellent works of art that should be placed in the Musée des Beaux-Arts in Paris. His fingers were white, the cyan meridians on them seemed to reveal wild beauty, and his nails were clean. It was such a hand that slowly turned the page.

Lu Aotian was in the presidential suite of the hotel and pushed her against the wall.

Hearing this name, it instantly evoked her old memories, and Jiang Chacha almost broke the defense.

She is too familiar with this name, and in those classic president novels that every girl has read, there will always be a male protagonist named Aotian.

Long Aotian, Huangfu Aotian......

His eyes lit up and he continued to read.

"And then."

He paused.

Jiang Chacha forgot what plot he was reading, she was a face control! At this time, she stared at his handsome face, and she was about to drool.

And then he slammed it up.

With a snap, he closed the novel with one hand, and his sense of power was full. As he finished reading his lines, he forced her into a corner, raised his hand, and as the plot said, he also slammed into the wall.

The space around her suddenly became limited and narrower, and Jiang Cha Cha's back hit the hard wall, and her eyelashes trembled and trembled, like a butterfly that was suddenly frightened and flapped its wings.

Surrounded by his arms, surrounded by his pervasive masculine aura.

Jiang Chacha's eyes widened in shock, and her ears seemed to be burning red, hot and itchy.

You don't have to be so exciting!!

Not to mention, it is the first time to experience the treatment of the heroine in the literature of the boss, and the man in front of him is indeed the president who inherits the family property in the future.

It's quite exciting......

Ginger Cha Cha was a deer for a while.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she was abnormal, Bian Jichen stopped and asked.

"No, no......" Jiang Chacha was so nervous that she almost bit her tongue, she raised her hand and hinted, "Young Master, you continue." ”

You can't say that she was picked up by him, right??

I still read the literature of the wife, which is a little strange.

Bian Jichen hummed nonchalantly.

I forgot the word, and I came again.

He opened the novel again and read it seriously.

Seeing that he frowned as if he was facing a great enemy, and was still seriously studying the literature of his wife, Jiang Chacha wanted to laugh.

Help, it's so funny.

This dog boss is too well-behaved today.

His throat moved, and a low, magnetic voice came out of his mouth again, "In a fit of rage, he pinched her delicate chin, looking at her beautiful face that was slightly red from struggle, and the afterglow in the corners of her eyes was so ......"

Speaking of this, he paused, and his face was not very good-looking.

Maybe it's some line that shouldn't be unbearable for children, and it was blocked by his automatic mosaic.

He skipped it directly, and continued: "Hearing her pitiful cry of sobbing, Lu Aotian turned a deaf ear, he reached out and continued to pinch her delicate and small chin, forcing her to raise her head. ”

From just now when he was reading a novel, to now. Bian Jichen found that the ginger tea in front of him had been in a state of excitement, his eyes were like drunk, he was in a daze, and he looked a little like dementia when he looked closely.

Mysterious and weird.

And, as his movements took place, she seemed to ...... More excited.

Just according to the plot, her face was red, and so were the exposed ears, and at this time she was now holding her hands tightly in front of her chest, looking at him with great anticipation.

Like dry wood longing for fire.

Bian Jichen's eyes gradually deepened.

He had a suspicion in his mind, but he wasn't sure.

After a moment's hesitation, he continued.

Jiang Chacha's heart was beating wildly at this time, and she could feel a hand reaching out from below, and just like in the plot, he lifted her chin. It was so light to the touch that she felt as if his fingertips had only touched a layer of her texture, not the bones under the flesh.

He stared at her eyes, his jaw pressed over, obviously such an ambiguous movement, but his eyes were exceptionally clear.

He said......"

His jaw moved, and in the blink of an eye, his lips were already in her ear.

"Do you think you can escape my palm?" There seemed to be a hint of punishment in the cold voice.

It's obviously still a local flavor tyrant quotes, but how can it come out of his mouth and be so damn sweet and sexy......

When Bian Jichen says this kind of words, he will only make people sigh from the bottom of his heart: the literature of the boss is worthy of being the literature of the boss.

Jiang Chacha felt that starting from the nerves in her ears, the tingling sensation had spread to all the limbs.

It's really emotional.

Bian Jichen witnessed the change in the expression of the woman below.

From surprise, to overwhelm, to shyness, to extraordinary excitement.

He glanced faintly at the plot of the novel, and said, "Next, let's describe Lu Aotian putting his hand on Xia... Delicate waist. ”

"Do you want to continue?"

He looked over and asked her.

I don't know if it's because he said such a novel plot, his voice was hoarse, and the words he uttered were faintly angry, and he couldn't say it.

He was right when he said that...... It's as if you were just kissing emotionally, and you couldn't restrain yourself, and when you hugged his neck and wanted to unbutton him, he suddenly stopped kissing you, and deliberately stopped, and his lips were above her lips, and he didn't want to point it, and then said ambiguously.

Do you want to continue?

It's just going to kill people.

Jiang Chacha's face turned red, like a child pestering a lollipop to eat, and unconsciously reached out and pinched the corner of his clothes, and said expectantly: "Yes." ”

Bian Jichen glanced at her with cold eyes, and finally he took back the hand that was propped up on the wall because of the wall knock, closed the novel again with a snap, walked back to the dining table with long legs, and sat back on his noble chair.

He took a sip of coffee without raising his eyelids, "Don't read it, see it yourself." ”