[Quick Transmigration] When handsome T dresses as a female match

Everyone fell silent because of the slap.

The manager of the lobby watched dumbfoundedly as the chairman of the company was beaten to the side of his face. The key point was that everyone only saw the black hair blocking her face and thought that her anger was about to be full—only his perspective could see Zhu Qing. On the face that was missed, the smile was bright and outrageous.

It's like a mentally retarded person with an IQ of less than eighty.

Zhao Qingyang's anger finally extinguished a little bit.

She was about to turn around and leave with great strides, and when she walked to the revolving gate, she yelled handsomely: "Let's break up! You big liar who doesn't value your own life!", slamming that skinless and shameless woman face.

How perfect!How impressive!

Zhao Qingyang secretly applauded for himself in his heart.

Ha ha.

Pattern Tucson broken~

...I have no skin and no face when I say it. How can I get face, my dear?

However, this is just a thought.

She was about to carry it out, but when she turned around, she found that Zhu Qing appeared next to her in an unpredictable way, with her arms wrapped around her waist in an oppressive way—and it was at a very high height, as high as It has already exceeded the normal waistline.

"You want to leave after you slap me?" The human devil played a hooligan expressionlessly, and squeezed Zhao Qingyang's small chest with great strength from an angle that no one could see.

Master Divine Beast: ...

ah--!Young birthday!Why the hell is someone playing hooligans openly—!

Zhao Qingyang gritted her teeth secretly, and said in a low voice: "...Your paws are more honest." Her cheeks were flushed due to the physiological reaction, and she looked as if she was about to cry - Zhu Qing whistled and said:

"What's the matter, miss, why are you so red when you're not feeling well?"

At the same time pinch the white and fat buns again.

Zhao Qingyang: ...

I'm a fucking fucked up dog.

Many people around couldn't help thinking absurdly that Chairman Cheng Tian was really kind-hearted, and he didn't hold grudges when he was slapped.

Naturally, Zhu Qing knew that he shouldn't tease too much, so he ordered everyone to disperse, and he didn't slacken his hands at all, holding Zhao Qingyang half-supported and half-holding like a steel bar, and walked towards the door, all the while raising and lowering his hands.

Chen Ming watched his boss go away, and suddenly he had a kind thought in his heart, and prayed:

Ah, I hope the hall master can have a good time.

.....

.....

Tomson's first product.

The elevator ding-dong sounded, and the door opened without disturbing the two people inside who were gnawing at each other to death. Zhu Qing was completely dressed like a beast, and he was still in a public place under surveillance, and his hand had already penetrated into Zhao Qingyang's underwear.

"...You, let go..." Master Shenshou felt ashamed and angry when he heard his own voice.

"I won't." Zhu Qing squeezed intimately on her body, licked her lips lewdly with his tongue, and his palms, which were even more smelly, shamelessly went down from the collar and into the pants.

"What can you do to me?" The demon blinked playfully, and the heat sprayed on Zhao Qingyang's eyes and earlobe, and the beast felt a tremor, and one hand had already reached between his legs.

my day.

"Don't even think about... escaping your suicide in the fifth world..." Zhao Qingyang sadly found that the martial arts he had trained in several worlds could not even defeat Zhu Qing with one hand, so he quickly changed the subject.

"You can punish me yourself, mylady." Zhu Qing pushed her and dragged her towards the door of her room.

"I'm serious!" Zhao Qingyang was furious.

"I'm also serious," the man-devil painting style changed, eyes narrowed slightly, "Who was the last man in the fifth world to make up for Lingxi?" I'm ashamed to say that I don't care about personal safety.

Zhao Qingyang immediately faltered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhu Qing dragged the man into the room with strides. Zhao Qingyang held on to the edge of the door with his hands unrelentingly, struggling desperately, and his whole body was almost pulled into the air.

The human devil chuckled, and tore off the pants of the divine beast with his hands.

"If you don't want to be on the bed, you can also be on the door. I don't choose."

Zhao Qingyang: ...

Butterfly -!

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……

Once again at the door of Tomson Yipin.

Su Jing looked hesitantly at the door of the high-end residential complex, hesitated for a long time, and then walked in.

This day can't be passed.Rong Jinchuan was also unreliable.

Back then, when the woman was carrying Zhu Qing and Rong Jinchuan behind her back and messing around with Desires, Immortals, Desires, and died, she would never have imagined that the good money she had found would fall so quickly.

It is only half a month since Rong's transformation into a genius.

That man had already changed into another face when she asked for money.

"Go away, you lose money, I have no money!"

"If you want money, go find your old friend!"

"What? You're the one who flirtatiously ran into my bed!"

It was so ugly that he almost slapped her with his palm.

If Zhu Qing was by his side, he would definitely make a comment.

Relying on the mountains to fall, relying on everyone to run.

No one is as good as yourself.

But Su Jing didn't understand.

She feels that her face can make her eat and drink for the rest of her life without worrying about food and drink, and with some gentle and considerate means, won't she be able to win the favor, glory and wealth for a lifetime?

Facing the vulgar fans all over the street, Ms. Su Jing felt that her beauty and refinement could kill her, and then she thought of the sweetness between her and Zhu Qing in the past, as well as Zhu Qing's doting and attachment to her, and the purpose of this trip became more and more important. With a certain degree of confidence in success.

Anyway, Zhu Qing loves me so much, doesn't he?Su Jing thought, maybe she is still thinking about me now, I say a few nice words, and it is not unacceptable to continue the relationship.

Thinking like this, she stepped into the community full of confidence.

Then she touched Zhu Qing's house familiarly.

——Yes, this is one of the properties under the name of Zhu Qing, Zhao Qingyang was only brought here because it is the closest to Chengtian.The demon who saw Lie Xinxi would never have imagined that his predecessor would come to the door with the key he had given him at this time.

Before opening the door with the key, an indescribable sound came out of the bedroom. Su Jing looked at the clothes all over the floor in disbelief—they spread all the way to the bedroom.

Zhu Qing stopped first, and Zhao Qingyang panted and rolled into the bed with uneasy legs.

The devil put on his nightgown in a second, and saw his ex-girlfriend who consciously pushed open the bedroom door.

Zhu Qing: ...

I fucking thought it was some confidant who came over, it turned out to be this guy, why not just continue doing it.

Su Jing's eyes widened in disbelief, she covered her mouth, and two lines of tears flowed down. She really felt sorry for me, she said tremblingly:

"Zhu Qing, you...you..."

The human demon casually tied the straps of his nightgown, and asked:

"What's wrong with me?"

"How could you... carry me behind your back..." Su Jing couldn't continue speaking halfway through, crying.

Zhao Qingyang teasingly poked at the monster, "You found your eyeballs."

The demon was embarrassed for a second—Yangyang still remembered that when she confessed by the river, she once regarded Su Jing as an eyeball.

"Didn't we break up?" Zhu Qing went up and complained.

"..." Su Jing's body froze, and then hummed.

"By the way, why are you still opening my door?"

"..."

"This is my house."

"..."

"Think I'm going to be ashamed? Huh?"

"..."

"You really have a thick skin, Su Jing."

"How does it feel to be fucked by a man? Enjoy."

"Calling your female cousin is light."

Su Jing's face was pale, and it was hard to believe that this was the woman who had held herself in the palm of her hand for three years.

Even Zhao Qingyang couldn't bear to listen and pulled Zhu Qing's clothes. Zhu Qing rolled his eyes at her, pinched her face affectionately, and then turned to look at the sluggish Su crystal:

"Don't get out? Is it fun to humiliate yourself?"

Su Jing: ...

I have to say that Zhu Qing's talk is really on the level of a bullet, especially when she wants to scold someone.