The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

"Hey~ You damn devil, wait for me~"

The naughty Feng Zhi, holding up her super long pink skirt, twisted and turned as she chased after Wei Zhi, following him all the way into the office.

Inside the desk, Wei Zhi sat in the boss chair and looked through the documents. He said without raising his head:

"Leave far away!"

Feng Zhi was not afraid of his cold attitude at all. He half-lay on his desk, supporting his forehead with one hand:

"Oh, that's annoying~ Why are you so mean! What did I do wrong again?"

Wei Zhi frowned and glanced at Feng Zhi with cold eyes.

"boom!"

He closed the folder and threw it in Feng Zhi's face, "I'll say it again, get out!"

Feng Zhi stuck out his tongue to lick the paper scraps that fell to the corner of his mouth, made two "tsk tsk" sounds, and continued to move closer to Wei Zhi.

Wei Zhi clenched his fists patiently, and suddenly pulled out a long sword from somewhere and placed it across his neck:

"Do you believe I really cut you?"

Feng Zhi showed no fear at all. He licked the sharp blade with his tongue and smiled seductively:

"Okay, but as a condition, you have to let me sleep with you once before you kill me, or I'll haunt you even if I become a ghost~!"

After saying that, he winked at Wei Zhi, full of provocation!

Wei Zhi stared at his asking-for-a-punch face with gritted teeth, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, was about to cut with the knife.

Feng Zhi dodged the sword blade as slipperily as a loach, while not forgetting to tease him.

"What? Do you want me to sleep with you? You look so happy that your face is all black. Come on, baby!"

Feng Zhi dodged the sword and pounced on Wei Zhi, grabbed his collar and pulled him into his arms.

He leaned close to Wei Zhi's ear and whispered, "Come on, hurry up~ I can't wait any longer..."

"open!"

"No! Not unless you sleep with me!"

Feng Zhi hugged Wei Zhi's waist and pressed down hard, then spread his legs more intimately and sat astride Wei Zhi's thighs.

The posture of the two was so intimate that Feng Zhi's lips were almost touching the tip of his nose.

Wei Zhi could clearly feel Feng Zhi's warm breath, the scent of ambergris emanating from his body, and the hardness of something.

Wei Zhi pushed Feng Zhi in anger, but the more he struggled, the tighter Feng Zhi held him, and he even thrust his hips forward deliberately.

"Hey, how about it, isn't it exciting?"

Feng Zhi's low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, carrying a strong sense of temptation.

"Pa——!" Wei Zhi slapped him in the face with his backhand, "Does it feel good? Hmm~"

Feng Zhi was hit and turned his head away. He looked at him blankly without saying anything.

Snapped--!

"Mute?"

Snapped--!

"say!"

Wei Zhi slapped him three times in the face.

“Hiss! It hurts so much~”

Feng Zhi covered his face and looked at him aggrievedly.

"Heh~" Wei Zhi sneered when he saw this, grabbed his collar and threw him to the ground, then picked up the folder again.

"Don't try to get close to me anymore. I'm not interested in a sissy like you!"

"Fuck! You're the sissy! I'm called feminine, okay?"

Feng Zhi stood up, touched his burning cheek, walked to the desk, sat on his lap, and put his arms around Wei Zhi's neck.

"Forget it. I can't explain it to a wooden stake like you who doesn't understand romance.

You just need to know that handsome men like me are very popular in the market!

I have all kinds of charm in one person. If I were a woman, I would definitely charm everyone."

Feng Zhi finished speaking with an intoxicated look on his face, and added, "But now, people have already taken a fancy to you. Are you ready?"

"..."

Wei Zhi didn't bother to pay attention to him. He held the edge of the folder with one hand and pressed the other hand on Feng Zhi's chest to push him away from his cheek.

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhi took the opportunity to kiss Wei Zhi's fingers, and then raised his eyebrows at him provocatively.

"……court death!"

Wei Zhi's eyes turned cold and he immediately let go of the folder, grabbed Feng Zhi's neck with his backhand, and pressed him against the desk.

"Since you are so eager, I will reluctantly fulfill your wish!"

Wei Zhi narrowed his eyes, spoke in a sinister tone, and mercilessly tore off his clothes with his hands.

"Hey! No... Wait! Wait!... Let go... Damn it!... Don't f*cking pull my pants off..."

Feng Zhi finally got what he wanted, but unexpectedly he kept begging for mercy, clutching his torn clothes tightly with both hands.

His face was full of panic, like a coward who had been severely bullied. There was no trace of the frivolousness he had just shown.

"Heh~ What? Are you scared?"

Wei Zhi looked down at the embarrassed Feng Zhi with an evil smile on his face and mockery in his eyes.

"Hey! Who, who, who is scared! I, I, I am..."

Feng Zhi's face flushed and he wanted to explain something, but he couldn't say anything because he was trying to cover up his mistake.

Wei Zhi couldn't help but sneer. His eyes wandered over Feng Zhi's naked body, and finally landed on a certain spot. He said mockingly:

"Go to the kitchen and get two pounds of millet. Then go back and feed the chicks until they are a little bigger before coming back!"

After Wei Zhi finished speaking, he picked him up and threw him out of the office, and the door slammed shut.

Feng Zhi was lying on the ground in dishevel, with his fair skin exposed to the air, looking like someone who had been pleasured without being paid.

"Ah~"

Feng Zhi sighed with resentment. What the hell was going on? He almost...

"No! I was actually embarrassed just now? Why should I be embarrassed?"

Feng Zhi slapped his face fiercely, came back to his senses, and angrily slammed the door with both hands:

"Fuck! Give me a fork in my pants!!!"

boom--!

The door opened in response, and Feng Zhi was so scared that he quickly covered his private parts, his heart beating wildly.

Wei Zhi walked leisurely to Feng Zhi and squatted down, supporting his head with one hand.

One hand hooked Feng Zhi's chin, forcing him to look up at her. There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, which was extremely charming.

"You are a coward who has the will but not the guts to do something. You're already scared before anything happens."

His voice is deeper than that of the average man, and he has flawless facial features and an impeccable figure.

One can't help but imagine how tempting the scene would be if he took off his clothes. He is simply the object of everyone's dream!

Feng Zhi swallowed and said, "I...I'm telling you, don't be so arrogant, I wasn't afraid just now!

The main reason is that I like to be on top... Now that you've turned it around, I'm sure I won't be able to adapt...

"Oh~" Wei Zhi dragged out the last syllable, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter.

"Not used to it? How about I help you get used to it~"

"Fuck! No need! Really no need!" Feng Zhi shook his head desperately and refused.

"Then why don't you hurry up and get out!"

Wei Zhi's expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book, and he immediately returned to his original state and spoke coldly.

"...Okay! I'll get out of here right away!"

Feng Zhi got up from the floor and picked up his torn clothes.

He slipped out as if escaping, as if he was afraid that he would be eaten up if he was a second late.

He came to the stairs, stopped suddenly, turned around and said to Wei Zhi:

"Hey~ You bastard, I'll come again tomorrow, and I'll definitely be on top, so remember to wash yourself~"

Feng Zhi threw him a coquettish look as he spoke, then turned into smoke and disappeared.