canary dressed as a disabled villain

Once the tip of the tongue touched, they quickly hooked together.

The warm heartbeats in the chest encourage each other, and the scorching breath will scald people.

After He Zhuo had tasted the sweetness, he never wanted to let go, instead he licked the white teeth, gums, upper jaw, and throat carefully and vigorously.

Finally, he took the whole little snake in his mouth and sucked it hard.

Zhuang Jianning's whole body felt sore and numb as if it had been electrified. With a whimper, he fell into He Zhuo's arms as if exhausted.

Pillowing on his neck, gasping for breath, whispered unconsciously: "Mr. He, it's so comfortable."

He didn't know why he could feel so comfortable after just a kiss. His whole body seemed to be flying into a soft cloud, his brain was foggy, and all his troubles and stress disappeared.

He Zhuo turned his face to look at him.

The small face with ear tip and even chest is white and pink, and against the background of the two red plums next to it, it is pure and lustful.

His eyes were half-closed, as if he was slightly drunk, his long and dense eyelashes were wet and glued together, his lips were slightly parted, revealing the tip of his tongue in bewilderment, as if he couldn't bear it, but also wanted more.

"Do you want to be more comfortable?" After saying this, he suddenly turned his face to the other side, and he lost his mind because of a kiss from the little fairy.

His slightly hoarse sexy voice was like a charged brush, scratching into Zhuang Jianning's ears and itching into his heart.

He looked up to see He Zhuo's expression, this perverted boss is quite angry!

Thinking of the injuries on He Zhuo's body, he was afraid that he could not bear his weight in his early [-]s, so he propped up his body with his arms, got up and knelt beside He Zhuo's waist, and opened his skirt and cuffs.

The skin on the chest and wrists were all mottled red marks left by the strong electric current.

Zhuang Jianning sighed, and reached out to take the plaster from the cabinet next to the electric shock bed.

He Zhuo's family has a lot of this kind of natural balm extracted from medicinal flowers and plants, which lubricates, reduces inflammation and removes scars, and has a wide range of uses.

Zhuang Jianning unscrewed the lid, the yellow paste was rich in floral fragrance.

He took a little bit with his index finger and carefully rubbed it on He Zhuo's wrist injury.

He Zhuo's expression was cold and serious, and he struggled with his arms twice, as if he was very resistant to Zhuang Jianning's movements, but the tightened electric shock belt did not move at all.

He said coldly: "Turn on the power."

Zhuang Jianning finally experienced the feeling of being a fish and a knife, he gently applied the medicine with his fingers, raised his face, "I don't."

Peppermint was added to the paste, but He Zhuo couldn't feel the coolness at all, only the burning and longing after being touched by soft fingers, he emphasized his tone, "Untie it."

Zhuang Jianning put the ointment on the palm of his hand, and pressed it on the large red marks, "I won't."

Looking up and seeing He Zhuo clenching his teeth, his masseter muscles and jaw showing a sharp and sexy line, he suddenly had bad thoughts.

Dip some ointment on your index finger, bend down and meet He Zhuo face to face, stick out the tip of your tongue and taste it lightly, "Mr. He, it's so sweet."

Just when He Zhuo was about to turn his face away from him, he suddenly got up and put more ointment on his finger into the little flower.

He Zhuo's eyes flashed, and his eyes were straightened, as if someone had fixed him, and he couldn't move his sight any longer.

The corner of Zhuang Jianning's mouth twitched into a successful smirk, and he played in front of He Zhuo for a long time in embarrassment and excitement.

Feeling that it was almost done, imitating He Zhuo's action that day, picked up the jade, and pressed it against the little flower, gradually there was only a little bit of jade left.

His whole face was blushing to the point of bleeding, his eyes dodged, and he asked He Zhuo in a low voice: "Does it look good? Mr. He."

He Zhuo suddenly closed his eyes, his chest heaved violently, panting like drowning.

The scorching gaze finally disappeared, Zhuang Jianning became more courageous again, he sideways held He Zhuo's Adam's apple and sucked it hard.

The voice was soft as if honey had been added, and he said aggressively: "Mr. He, I want to eat candy, can you give it to me?"

He Zhuo opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were blood red, he gritted his teeth unsteadily and said word by word: "Zhuang, Jian, Ning."

Zhuang Jianning picked up the candy that had been crushing him for a long time, and looked at him half shyly and half provocatively.

He Zhuo's Adam's apple quickly rolled twice, staring at his beautiful peach blossom eyes that were full of water, and then moved down to his slightly swollen lips. His voice was hoarse and soft, and he coaxed: "Baby, let me go!" good?"

Hearing the sound of "baby", Zhuang Jianning's already soft body seemed to have completely melted into a puddle of water.

He took the sugar with trembling hands, tore open the wrapping paper, and a wave of male hormones mixed with a woody fragrance came out of his nostrils.

He never imagined that he would face such a situation one day, but it was not annoying.

He licked lightly on the top of the candy, and looked up at He Zhuo with a smirk.

Look at his clenched teeth, at his clenched fists, at his sexier face that is about to lose control.

Zhuang Jianning eats candy for a while, and plays for a while when he is tired.

He Zhuo felt that this hour was the most difficult moment in his life.

He raised his head slightly, and looked at the candy-eating boy with scorching eyes.

The syrup wrapped in the sugar burst out and splashed Zhuang Jianning's face. He spread the syrup on the surface of the sugar and ate it for a while.

"Ning Ning." When He Zhuo's mind went blank, he subconsciously called out.

Finally, the aftermath of the explosion of the Tianling Gai was over, and the burning sensation of the skin and the bone-biting feeling of being bitten by countless ants and poisonous snakes finally disappeared.

There is peace and tranquility in my heart that I have never had before.

Zhuang Jianning was afraid that He Zhuo would be uncomfortable being restrained by the restraint belt, so he stood up and untied all five restraint belts.

He Zhuo sat up with his arms propped up, and stretched out his arms to embrace Zhuang Jianning.

Kissing his lips, using the tip of her tongue and lips to soothe his sore and numb mouth inch by inch.

I went to the interview in the morning, and spent a long time in the hospital in fear in the afternoon, and didn't even eat in the evening.Zhuang Jianning leaned on his shoulder, gradually feeling sleepy.

"Mr. He, I'm so tired, let's go to sleep."

He Zhuo rubbed his soft hair, carried him into the wheelchair, and went back to the bedroom on the second floor.

After taking a simple shower, Zhuang Jianning fell into a deep sleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Waking up in the middle of the night and opening his eyes, He Zhuo didn't pull the outermost heavy curtains, the moonlight shone through the thin gauze curtains, filling the room with whiteness.

Turning his head, He Zhuo took a long breath and had a rare peaceful sleep.

He carefully removed He Zhuo's arm, got off the bed lightly and went to the bathroom.

Standing sleepily by the toilet for a long time, I heard He Zhuo asking behind me, "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Jianning was startled awake, as if thinking of something, went to get the jade.

He Zhuo took his hand away with bad intentions, and repeatedly pushed and pulled the jade in his hand, until he heard the sound of water droplets and screams at the same time, and then slowed down his movements.

"Necrosis." Zhuang Jianning's lip was almost bitten by herself, wishing she could kick He Zhuo's leg.

Without even flushing the water, she went back to bed barefoot and continued to sleep.

He Zhuo twisted his fingers, put them under his nose and sniffed gently, the fragrance was pleasant and intoxicating.

Early the next morning, He Zhuo received a message from Li Zhu.

[Mr. He: I have already assisted Mr. Bai to obtain the real power of trueself. Mr. Gu has been completely emptied, and there are not many shares left in his hand. He will be completely kicked out of trueself by Mr. Bai soon. ]

[Mr. He: Mr. Bai is going to cancel the vulgarity of trueself that the designer must be a professional speaker. As a result of yesterday's interview, Mr. Gu has already met Jing Chen, and Mr. Bai asked Mr. He if he had any comments. ]

Zhuang Jianning hasn't had a good night's sleep for more than two months, and it's rare that she doesn't have to get up early. Her fair and powdery face is half buried in the goose down pillow, sleeping soundly.

He Zhuo flicked his eyelashes with his fingers, frowning and typing.

[what opinion?Are you going to let Qiucai's wife go to his small company as an intern doing odd jobs? ]

After receiving Mr. He's message, Li Zhu read it word by word three times, feeling that he was becoming more and more confused about what the boss was thinking.

If you want to be crowned as a beauty, with Qiubai's financial resources, you can easily buy all the shares of trueself company, and give the company directly to Mr. Zhuang.

However, Mr. He spent a lot of effort to support Mr. Gu's nemesis, Mr. Bai, and did not let Mr. Zhuang enter the interview list. In the end, this "Qiu Cai Boss Wife" did not get any benefits!

Zhuang Jianning didn't get up until early in the morning. After washing up and having breakfast, he opened the study door.

He Zhuo is sitting behind a large pear wood desk and having a cross-border video conference, speaking pure English with a charming voice.

Zhuang Jianning was holding a plate of strawberries, oranges and cherries, when he saw He Zhuo's face, he immediately remembered his shameless debauchery last night.

With a blushing heartbeat, he gently closed the door.

He Zhuo glanced at the blushing little thing from the corner of his eye, and now he knew he was shy.

Zhuang Jianning went to the living room on the first floor, lying on the coffee table, eating fruit and drawing manuscripts.

After finishing the two manuscripts, Zhuang Jianning received a call from Ji Shuizhi.

The other party succinctly explained the time and place to meet Wang Hai, the casting director of "You Are Beautiful", and related matters that need to be prepared.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Ning carefully waited on Zhuang Jianning to dress and put on shoes.

Not as formal as a company interview.Wearing a white t-shirt with a dark blue printed and dyed shirt on the upper body, light blue jeans and white sneakers on the lower body.

Refreshing and clean, casual and wanton.

Before he left, he looked up and saw that the study door was still closed.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he really has no face to see He Zhuo now.

I took a taxi to get my driver's license first, then turned back to the community and drove on the sports car that was about to fall into dust.

When I arrived at the downstairs of the Imperial TV Station building and looked for a place to park the car, there was still half an hour before the agreed time.

After sorting through the materials and manuscripts that needed to be prepared, Zhuang Jianning took the elevator to the eighteenth floor.

Knocking on the door, several people were sitting in the small conference room, Zhuang Jianning saw Ji Shuizhi at a glance.

"Xiaozhuang, come in quickly." Ji Shuizhi waved to him.

In addition to director Wang Hai, the judges of the first season of "You Are Beautiful" and other assistant directors formed a small interview team temporarily.

According to Ji Shuizhi's introduction, Zhuang Jianning greeted each of them politely and presented the manuscripts he had brought.

The judges gave him an impromptu question, using "Summer" as the theme, to create a manuscript of a bracelet.

Inspired by "Bright Starry Sky", Zhuang Jianning created three views of the manuscript on the spot.

Ji Shuizhi raised an eyebrow at Wang Hai, quite proud of the candidate he recommended.

Several people exchanged opinions with each other.

After Wang Hai's summary, a smile gradually appeared on Wang Hai's usually calm face. He was worried about where to recruit people to make up the number, but he didn't expect that a seed player with both design ability and good looks came. It's more secure.

He took out the contract he had prepared and handed it to Zhuang Jianning who was sitting across from him: "The second season of "You Are Beautiful" will officially start recording the day after tomorrow. The entire recording period will be closed, and we have to report tomorrow morning."

"This is our contract. The remuneration and the obligations of the players are clearly written. Take a look. If there is no problem, we will sign the contract now."