The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

"don't want……"

Because of this posture with nowhere to hide, Jiang Zhuo was so ashamed that his fair and delicate face was blushing, which made his index finger move.

Ci Yan couldn't help but hooked the corners of his lips, looking down at him from top to bottom.

The snow-white bathrobes of the two overlapped.

"Sure enough, I can see something different. Uncle." Ci Yan leaned over and bit his earlobe.

The tender flesh of the sensitive earlobe was bitten, Jiang Zhuo's long and thick eyelashes trembled fiercely, he gritted his teeth and turned his head in resistance.

The voice became stiff and cold: "I said, don't do this."

The bright light came down, so that he didn't even have the slightest cover. He should reject this appearance of being forced to confess all his reactions, but he felt it uncontrollably.

This is the most useless.

Ci Yan saw through his duplicity just by lowering his eyes, he pulled his lips and began to enjoy it happily.

……

After the end, Jiang Zhuo had no energy, not even the energy to settle accounts, so he lazily let Ci Yan carry him to the bathroom.

I don't know what stimulated Ci Yan tonight, so he teased him again in the bathroom.

Jiang Zhuo was dazed and exhausted, but he still responded subconsciously.

In a vague way, he closed his eyes sleepily and weakly, and muttered aggrievedly: "Quickly end..."

Ci Yan raised his eyebrows, kissed him on the cheek, even though he might not be able to hear him, he softened his voice and agreed.

But I heard the next sentence muttered by the man, "Two months..."

Ci Yan paused slightly.

Holding him, the eyes gradually changed from soft to cold.

During this period of time, he seemed to be a little addicted. He just wanted to be with this man every day. As long as he was by his side, he felt at ease, so much so that he almost forgot the essence of trading.

...Two months?

Ci Yan cast his eyes thoughtfully.

The next day.

Jiang Zhuo's only posture was to stand against the wall, and while standing, he secretly scolded the black turtle bastard in his heart.

Don't know a little moderation?

Once this deal is over, he must hire someone to beat him.

But right now, it's a coincidence that he has a role in the swimming pool today.

Enduring the makeup artist's inquiring eyes, Jiang Zhuo was reaching out for someone to cover up the red marks on his wrist.

The door was opened suddenly, and Mu Lianlian walked in.

"Brother Mu, good morning." The girl greeted him with a cheerful smile.

Although Jiang Zhuo said that he was afraid to avoid her various professional problems, but he liked her simple and straightforward personality very much.

He returned a friendly hello.

But in the next second, Mu Lianlian's eyes fell on his wrist which was not fully covered.

"What, what's the matter?" Mu Lianlian was surprised.

On the young man's white and delicate wrist, there are two bright red marks wrapped around it, which seems to have a kind of sadistic beauty that seems to be absent.

Mu Lianlian's heart was shocked.

Jiang Zhuo was not prepared to be seen by her, but soon he regained his composure, and said calmly as usual: "Accidentally strangled."

"Yes, is that so?" Mu Lianlian hesitated.

Jiang Zhuo nodded, and simply let her see it generously, but hiding it was even more suspicious.

However, this did not completely dispel the suspicion in Mu Lianlian's heart.

After Jiang Zhuo finished putting on makeup and went out, she stayed in the dressing room, biting her lip.

Such a uniform and deep strangle mark cannot be accidental.

Why is that, could it be that he had a dispute with Ci Yan and was strangled by the wrist?

But disputes shouldn't be wrist-stretching...

Mu Lianlian's mind suddenly flashed through the usual focused eyes that looked at Brother Mu Di, and the current hot topic on the Internet.

An unbelievable guess suddenly occupied all her thoughts.