Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Mu Chengyan was squatting in a position where he could be seen at a glance from Song Yuan’s office downstairs.

He waited until Song Yuan got off work. When he saw Song Yuan coming out, Mu Chengyan followed him closely, like a child who had done something wrong and was being scolded by an adult.

Song Yuan ignored him and went to the shopping mall across the street to pack dinner for someone. After packing the dinner, he took a taxi and left.

Mu Chengyan could only stand there, staring blankly at the exhaust gas from the car going away.

Song Yuan planned to go home and tell Jiang Que about this, but after waiting for a long time, the person still hadn't come back.

When he sent a message to ask, someone only replied with a photo of a family meeting and a serious panda face emoticon.

Song Yuan paused for a long time, sent a polite refusal, and told him to fend for himself.

As for the packed dinner, Song Yuan ate it alone.

Jiang Que did not come back that night.

There is a bidding meeting tomorrow, so it might be busy. Song Yuan didn’t care and just sent a photo of the empty bed next to him to Jiang Que.

About half an hour later, Song Yuan received a video from Jiang Que.

Song Yuan clicked it and saw that Jiang Que had recorded the video with his mobile phone. Because the flash was on, it was particularly clear.

Song Yuan's breathing stopped, he slammed his phone on the pillow, his face flushed.

Who is this? !

Actually post this!

Shame on you!!

Song Yuan calmed down for a long time, then out of curiosity, he carefully took back the phone and opened it to watch from the beginning.

I was lying on the bed alone, my face getting redder and redder.

it is good……

Really like.

After reading it, Song Yuan hugged the quilt that smelled like Jiang Que and typed: [Look at the face.]

Before Song Yuan’s excitement had worn off, Jiang Que sent him a payment code.

They say his face is copyrighted and you have to pay just by looking at it.

Pay based on your face, but be generous when it comes to other things.

Song Yuan blushed and handed over two thousand yuan.

Jiang Que sent a close-up photo taken against the mirror.

It looks great, the camera is so close that it makes you want to kiss it.

Song Yuan: [No more? You only show me this for 2,000 yuan?]

Jiang Que sent another payment code.

Song Yuan gritted his teeth and transferred another two thousand.

Jiang Que posted a half-body selfie without clothes.

Ask him: [Baby, do you want to watch more?]

The places not captured by the camera are half exposed. Although some of them have been seen many times, they are not as exciting as now.

Like paying to take off a handsome guy.

Song Yuan transferred ten thousand.

I was excitedly waiting for more exciting photos, but after waiting for a few minutes, all I got was someone's endless silence.

Song Yuan: [? ? ? ]

[Where are the photos?]

[??? You are a fraud!!]

[Fuck, give me my money back! ! ]

Jiang Que smiled: [Baby, you should give up masturbation in the future~ It’s easy to be scammed~ I’m sleepy, thank you dear wife for the pocket money, good night, love you.]

Finally, he sent a heart and then disappeared.

In less than an hour, Song Yuan lost more than 10,000 yuan and couldn't sleep due to a heart attack.

The next day when I went to work, I was more resentful than the devil.

The company employees suspected that the big boss and the second-in-command might not have had a harmonious sex life last night.

There is an investment promotion conference today. Jiang Que has been quite busy these past two days, so Song Yuan goes to and from get off work by himself.

It’s just that Mu Chengyan always blocked him downstairs of the company building, and even though he had clearly told him that he was not the one who saved him, he still followed him shamelessly.

No matter what, I felt like I had lost my memory and couldn't remember anything. The only thing I remembered was that he saved me.

Song Yuan got annoyed by being followed and called the police directly.

If you lose your memory, why are you looking for the police? I am not your family.

Maybe thinking that Song Yuan would not fall for it, Mu Chengyan stopped following him and stayed downstairs of the company building, rain or shine. Some passers-by who often passed by here couldn't stand it and would buy some food and complain to Cricket that the company boss was so heartless.

The young man didn't do anything wrong, he just wanted to repay a favor. Even though the benefactor had lost his memory, he still remembered him, which shows that he is a good person who knows how to repay a favor.

This rumor caused some bosses who were interested in cooperating with them to switch to other companies.

Song Yuan was so angry that he cut a little man out of the office and put it on the ground and stepped on it.

Mad.

What evil has happened to him!!

I didn't save that person.

It's so annoying, no wonder he was chopped to pieces.

If it doesn't work, he will get seriously ill again and go back to the hospital.

“Boss, Boss!!”

The assistant pushed the door open with an excited look on his face.

"The man who was repaying his gratitude at the door was knocked unconscious by a naughty kid on a bicycle. The kid's parents accused him of blackmailing them and ran away with the kid. Because they were right in front of our company, the security guard called an ambulance."

Song Yuan, who had just finished cursing, said: "..."

It’s over.