Domineering President's Ultimate Lover

In response, Chi Cheng knocked down Liao Xiangyun who was sitting on him, stretched out his hand to pat Liao Xiangyun's buttocks and sent him out: "It's late, wash up and go to sleep."

"Oh oh oh, then you come here quickly, I'll wash my husband first, hahahaha." Laughter drifted away like a copper bell, until Liao Xiangyun's figure disappeared outside the door of the study, Chi Cheng finally Withdrawing his thoughts, he quickly reviewed the documents in his hand again.

Three hours later, Chi Cheng got up and went back to his bedroom, only to find that Liao Xiangyun, who was still wearing a mask, was sitting on the carpet outside his study door with his knees hugged and had slept for an unknown amount of time.This little fool is like this again, afraid that he will say that he will stubbornly stand outside the door and wait for him to finish his work.

Sighing, Chi Cheng bent over, carefully gathered up the loose nightgown for Liao Xiangyun, then gently picked him up and walked back to their bedroom.

Pulling back the quilt and putting the person into the warm quilt, Chi Cheng sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at his sleeping lover by the dim light in the room.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to remove the mask on Liao Xiangyun's face, went to the washroom and took a basin of warm water to soak the pearl puff, then came out and gently wiped Liao Xiangyun's delicate face, for the sake of He wiped his face, tucked his hair, twisted the quilt for him...

Chi Cheng didn't sleep, but picked up the mask that had been removed from Liao Xiangyun's face and went to the study room again. He took out a high-end photo album that he could DIY from the bookcase, and spread it out on the desk. Page after page was covered with facial mask stickers that Liao Xiangyun had applied to his face.

Chi Cheng cherishes them carefully. He likes to use the mask stickers used by Liao Xiangyun to compose music, draw musical notes of different sizes on them, and draw staves, so that tadpole-like notes jump on it.

Occasionally, he also draws pictures on the mask, or writes poems, doing things that he thinks are extremely romantic.When they get old, they can lie side by side together, holding this picture album in their hands and recalling what they were doing when they were young.

Under the light, Chi Cheng's pen is like a dragon and a snake, with a strong backbone, and he carefully outlines gentleness on the snow-white mask...

In the early morning, the sky turned pale. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Without opening his eyes, Chi Cheng in the blanket pretended to be confused with a hoarse voice: "Don't be naughty, take it out."

Liao Xiangyun yelled at the sound: "Ah, ah, you are thinking too much, Mr. Chi, your thinking is really evil, and you are not environmentally friendly. Leave me alone, I am practicing 'gear', Go to sleep, go to sleep, don't get in the way of my 'practice makes perfect'."

"Then did you hang up?" The voice was brighter than before, Chi Cheng opened his gentle eyes, staring at Liao Xiangyun who was lying beside him very close.

"No! You can't move at all!" Liao Xiangyun was furious, rolled his eyes to look at Chi Cheng's face, and finally grinned like a fox.

Chi Cheng loves Liao Xiangyun very much.But he does have eccentricities. Mental illness is something that can’t be said for sure, and sometimes there is no perfect explanation in clinical practice. It’s like who can understand those who have fetishes and admirers? .

Stretch your hand into the quilt, gently grasp Liao Xiangyun's palm, take out the quilt and put it under the tip of your nose to kiss gently: "I love you...get up..." Smiling, let go of Liao Xiangyun's hand Open the quilt and get up.

Liao Xiangyun is obsessed with Chi Cheng's flawless bare back, sexy complexion, sexy lines, and well-shaped muscles. I really love him.

It wasn't until Chi Cheng, who was standing under the bed, put on his dressing gown and walked into the bathroom, that the nympho Liao Xiangyun woke up like a dream, got up with a thunderbolt, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and yelled loudly: " Chi Cheng, your mother's size, does your aunt also need it? What do you want????? I'm suffocating, hey, hey..." Sapo rolled, "I want it! I want it! Give me back my rights !!!—Chi Cheng, give me the right—”

Chi Cheng: "..."