100 ways to be a scumbag boss

"Theoretically... it's possible."

"Oh."

She was a little careless from beginning to end, half-leaning on the sofa lazily, as if he, Tang Yue, and this plan were just for entertainment.

"Miss, are you willing to participate?" People in the circle who knew Shen Jinhuan's identity called her miss. In fact, these three words became her standard name for a time.

"Let's play then."

"Okay! I'll make the arrangements now! I'll keep you happy!" Tang Yue happily left with the planning book. From beginning to end, he never considered whether Li Zhi was willing or not. After all, in his subconscious mind, Da The young lady is willing, it doesn’t matter whether you, Li Zhi, are willing or not!

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It was already one o'clock in the morning when Shen Jinhuan's beautiful vase husband arrived home.

The huge villa does not look empty and gloomy.

After all, the soft night lights on the corridor are on, the servants on vigil are taking turns patrolling, and the chef making snacks in the small kitchen is on call all night long. The people in this room are busy just to serve that one person.

Li Zhi was already accustomed to such scenes, so he took off his shoes and walked towards the bathroom on the first floor.

This is what Shen Jinhuan asked of him.

No matter what time he comes back, he must go to her place to check in. Even if she falls asleep, he must wake her up!

Of course, you must take a shower and change clothes before going to see the eldest lady.

Water dripped down from the shower head, and mist steamed in the glass room.

The warm water flowed down his neck, and he stood underneath with his eyes closed, his mind going blank.

As soon as he reached the second floor, he subconsciously lowered his footsteps.

The ones keeping vigil tonight are Nan Wen and Nan Wen.

The two of them looked at each other and Li Zhi, and each moved aside.

He pressed the door handle and entered with familiarity.

"Shen Jinhuan, Chen Jinhuan, wake up."

He was probably the only person in the room who called her by her full name, and gently poked her shoulder with his fingers through the quilt.

Jinhuan glanced at him with sleepy eyes.

His eyes were gleaming, lazy and focused.

Maybe she was in a good mood today, so she patted the pillow next to her and asked him to lie down.

Li Zhi was stunned for a moment, and his fingers subconsciously tightened the sheets.

He didn't want to admit that his first reaction was that he was flattered, but he couldn't hold back the raised corners of his mouth.

For the first time in three years, she allowed him to lie beside her.

Even on their wedding night that year, the two slept separately.

Li Zhi was nervous for the first time.

When he fell in love with Qingmei, it was called a pure, platonic love.

I originally wanted to save all the beautiful things until the wedding night, but Qingmei ran away halfway.

As a result, he felt a little uncomfortable when he got into bed.

Before getting married, he refused to do intimate scenes for the sake of Xiao Qingmei. After getting married, his wife is Miss Shen. Would it be life-threatening to accept intimate scenes?

Li Zhi lay flat on his back, motionless.

Suddenly she came over and hugged him, clamping him like a doll.

The man's fingers moved slightly, and his whole body was as stiff as a big stone.

The little girl was fragrant and soft, completely different from her usual aloof and careless appearance.

Li Zhi's lips trembled and he closed his eyes with restraint.

Suddenly her lips seemed to touch his neck.

The electric breath made his scalp numb. He heard her low and hoarse voice, wrapped in a hint of tenderness and anger, which made his heart ache: "Honey, please keep your heartbeat down, you're disturbing me."