First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

Ou Jinchuan is very satisfied with Mu Shudie's work. She arranges everything in the company very carefully, so he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Now he works, quite happy and relaxed.

Looking at Mu Shudie's busy figure, Ou Jinchuan wondered what kind of scene Wen Yifan would be like when he came back?
It's just that Ou Jinchuan didn't expect that Mu Shudie not only arranged things very carefully at work, but also began to get involved in his life.

She knew that Song Qianyan liked to eat glutinous rice chicken, and every time Song Qianyan came, she would take the initiative to go downstairs to pack a glutinous rice chicken and send it to the president's office.

Seeing Song Qianyan's greedy face, Ou Jinchuan was even more satisfied with this assistant.

But Song Qianyan didn't think so, and stared at the Luomi chicken with a drooling face but didn't start it for a long time.

Mu Shudie gave her an extremely uneasy feeling.

From Ou Jinchuan's mouth, I learned that Mu Shudie's ability is very strong. She should be happy that Ou Jinchuan didn't have to work so hard, but in her heart...

In the afternoon, Ou Jinchuan was meticulously busy with work, Song Qianyan saw that the tea in his cup was getting weak, and didn't want to bother others, so he went out to make another cup by himself.

Just walking to the door, I saw that tall and beautiful voice, not like the coldness in front of others. At this time, her back was very lonely and desolate, with a sense of despair.

despair?How could she have such a feeling.

"Assistant Mu," Song Qianyan smiled and walked in slowly.

Hearing Song Qianyan's voice, Mu Shudie's back froze. A few seconds later, she turned around and replied lightly.

"Miss Song." There was a slight alienation in the voice, and Song Qingyan had long been used to it, as Mu Shudie treated everyone like this.

Always rejecting people thousands of miles away, the whole person is as cold as if he does not exist in the world.

Seeing Song Qianyan also come in, Mu Shudie walked out with a cup of coffee, leaving Song Qianyan in a little astonishment.

However, at the moment when his back was turned to Song Qianyan, a gleam of hatred flashed in Mu Shudie's eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.

Song Qianyan and Ou Jinchuan had dinner together, and rushed into the bathroom as soon as they got home to send money.

Seeing the redness in the bathroom, there was a burst of wailing, and every time her aunt visited her, she would be tortured.

After taking a bath, Ou Jinchuan's body smelled faintly of vanilla, he didn't change his pajamas, he tore off the bath towel, got under the bed, and perched in front of him.

"Auntie came to see me," Song Qianyan said weakly,
"Then what should we do?" Ou Jinchuan stroked Song Qianyan's hair with his fingers, his eyes were full of desire.

"I don't know," Song Qianyan's voice was full of grievances, and Ou Jinchuan's heart softened when he saw it with big watery eyes.

This, she can't control.

But thinking of Song Qianyan's aunt staying for seven days every time before leaving, rows of crows flew over Ou Jinchuan's head, his face covered with black lines.

"Qianyan, after seven days, you must pay me twice as much," Ou Jinchuan said with a pun, and the smile on his lips was full of evil.

"Compensation?" Song Qianyan looked at the deep desire in Ou Jinchuan's eyes, which gave her a bad premonition.
After these seven days, how should I compensate?

Could it be that he was dragging him to do that thing in the room?
Could he have other pursuits in his mind, why only think about this matter?
Besides, during this period of time, he tormented her quite terribly.

His physical strength was already astonishing, if he pressed her hard again, she would have to die.

Song Qianyan suddenly felt that she would be crushed to death.

"Jinchuan, can we discuss this matter again?"

"You haven't put on your uniform yet? Show me yours after seven days,"

Ou Jinchuan lowered his head and stared at Song Qianyan's pink lips with malicious intent, his tone became rascal.

This is blatant oppression.

uniform?

Song Qianyan thought about the rumored uniform, the kind of clothes that are so short that they can only cover the chest and buttocks, what's the difference between wearing them and not wearing them?
Everything she didn't was still eaten up by him.

"Can we discuss it again?" Song Qianyan asked with a bitter face.

Ou Jinchuan's naked gaze went all the way down from her lips, and stopped at the rise and fall of her chest. His throat tightened, and his desire became stronger and stronger.

"I'm going to take a shower."

"Didn't you just take a shower?"

Song Qianyan's voice sounded from behind Ou Jinchuan, at this time Ou Jinchuan had rushed into the bathroom, and the water was dripping down.

A few minutes later, when Ou Jinchuan came out, his whole body was cold.

People will not die if they do not work.

Suddenly thinking of something, Ou Jinchuan felt itchy again.

Enthusiastically went to the study to get the computer, hugged Song Qianyan and started picking things online.

"" Jinchuan, what are you looking for? "

"Looking for clothes,"

"Clothes? Aren't your clothes custom-made? Why are you still looking for them online?"

"Customization is also good. Let's look at the style first and tailor the clothes."

"Oh," maybe when Song Qianyan saw with his own eyes what kind of clothes Ou Jinchuan's clothes were referring to, he was instantly embarrassed to death.

This is shooting yourself in the foot.

"Qianyan, let's see which set you like?"

"I don't like either."

"Well, I like either set."

Song Qianyan's face was covered with black lines.

"Hey, look at this set. The nurse's uniform is so beautiful. Qianyan will look good in such white clothes. When the time comes, you will be a nurse and I will be a patient, okay?"

Song Qianyan looked at the dress with black lines all over his face. Is there any material left?There are more rags than that.

"This won't work," Song Qianyan shook his head,

"Okay, okay, let's change it. How about this one? Maid and master, this little red bellyband looks good."

"What can a red bellyband cover? No, no."

"What about this? What about this? Cops and thieves, do you want to be a cop or a thief?"

Song Qianyan refused in his heart, "I don't want to be anything, I want to be a doctor,"

When Ou Jinchuan heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, "Haha, that's not bad, then you will have an examination for me, I will be a patient and you a doctor, isn't this in line with your vocation?"

Song Qianyan couldn't help vomiting blood, why is she so mean?

Absolutely not, absolutely cannot choose a doctor, those professions will only tarnish her purity, then how will she go to work in the future?
She was too embarrassed to go to the hospital.

The more you choose Ou Jinchuan, the more excited you are, the temperature of your whole body is getting higher and higher, while Song Qianyan is getting colder and colder, and your heart sank to the bottom.

Suddenly Ou Jinchuan turned his face to look at her, his eyes became darker and darker.

Looking at the delicious food in front of him, he could only look but not eat, Ou Jinchuan couldn't help feeling agitated.

Why do women have periods!
Looking at the clothes in the computer, and then at Song Qianyan, Ou Jinchuan imagined that Song Qianyan was wearing a bunny outfit or a maid outfit, with nosebleeds dripping down.

Song Qianyan turned his head just in time to see Ou Jinchuan's nosebleed, thinking of his animal psychology.

He cursed loudly, "Ou Jingchuan, get away, you beast."

Ou Jinchuan smiled awkwardly, and immediately rushed to the bathroom.

Half an hour later, Ou Jinchuan came out with a gloomy face and froze him to death.

Seeing Song Wo lying on the bed, like a budding rabbit, with two rabbit ears flickering on the top of his head, looking at him expectantly, Ou Jinchuan's nosebleed tended to stay again.

Ou Jinchuan was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, thinking that he must make up for it seven days later.

Otherwise, Ou Jinchuan vowed not to be human.

"Turn off the lights and go to sleep," Ou Jinchuan grabbed the computer on the bed, looked at it depressedly, and threw it to the chair with his eyes closed.

Climb up on the bed and turn around, sleeping with Song Qianyan on his back.

After a long time, Song Qianyan watched Ou Jinchuan keep his back to him, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Since the two reconciled, Ou Jinchuan had never carried her behind his back, which made Song Qianyan very uncomfortable.

Looking at the back of Ou Jinchuan's head, Song Qianyan couldn't help but feel aggrieved, and she can't be blamed for it, her period is beyond her control, why should Ou Jinchuan be angry.

Ou Jinchuan couldn't sleep, it was just to cover up his embarrassment.

After a while, Ou Jinchuan, who was going to sleep, felt Song Qianyan's small shoulders tremble behind him. Ou Jinchuan thought that Song Qianyan was still laughing at him, and felt even more depressed.

Close your eyes and keep forcing yourself to fall asleep.

But after a while, Song Qianyan's small shoulders trembled more and more, and his nose sucked, and Ou Jinchuan realized something was wrong.

When he turned around, he saw that Song Qianyan's little face was full of tears, his eyes were red, and his mouth was pouted, extremely wronged.

Ou Jinchuan couldn't help feeling distressed.

"What's the matter, Qianyan, are you unhappy?" Song Qianyan sniffed hard.

"You...you turn your back...to me," Song Qianyan's tone was full of grievances, as if Ou Jinchuan had done something that many people were angry with.

Thinking about his behavior just now, Ou Jinchuan blamed himself a little, how could he ignore Qianyan, and he couldn't turn his back on her no matter what.

Ou Jinchuan hugged Song Qianyan pitifully, and kissed her forehead, "Silly girl, I'm not afraid of hurting you."

"You... don't you think that I... can't...satisfy you, so you are... angry?"

"What are you thinking, silly girl," Ou Jinchuan laughed.

Leaning into Song Qianyan's ear, Ou Jinchuan said softly, "I'm afraid I can't help it,"

Song Qianyan couldn't help laughing through tears, feeling warm in his heart.

Thinking of Ou Jinchuan's dissatisfaction with desire just now, Song Qianyan bit her lower lip and struggled for a long time, "Then, I will make it up to you in seven days,"

"Well, well, let's talk about it later,"

"Really? What did you say?"

Ou Jinchuan doubted his ears in surprise.

Compensate him, it won't be...

"Really? Do you really agree?"

With a red face, Song Qianyan got into bed, and it took a long time before she said, "Mmm," with a strong nasal voice.

Ou Jingchuan couldn't help being shocked, he still wanted to sleep, so he fished Song Qianyan out of the bed.

"Then Qianyan, which outfit do you want to wear?" Ou Jinchuan's eyes were shining brightly.

Looking at Song Qianyan's charming little face, Ou Jinchuan said impatiently.

"How about we buy a set and try them all?"

Song Qianyan, who had just felt compassionate, listened to him and was not serious, so she gave him a blank look, and turned her head to sleep.

Seeing Song Qianyan ignoring him, Ou Jinchuan couldn't help feeling anxious.

"One set, one set! Which one do you choose?"

"We'll talk about it when the time comes!" Song Qianyan's husky voice came.