Slag Gong took the cannon fodder and accepted the script

Jiang Chengli was uncomfortable being buckled by the coat in front of Ji Xun, and he wanted to break free but was strangled even tighter, almost rubbing him into his body.

He snorted and wanted to escape, pushed Ji Xun away with difficulty and turned his face away, looking at Shang Ji Xun with dark and swirling eyes, he managed to catch his breath.

The arms around his waist hadn't been loosened yet, and Jiang Chengli didn't have time to care. He was finally able to see Ji Xun's expression clearly from a normal distance, except for his shortness of breath, which was the same as usual.

His lips were ruddy due to excessive friction, and covered with a layer of water, the already aggressive face became more and more soul-stirring.

It was still the same Ji Xun who never lost control and calmness, but his eyes kept falling on Jiang Chengli's lips.

Jiang Chengli realized this, and his mind, which was fascinated by beauty, suddenly woke up: "We..." We have to go back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he uttered a word, Ji Xun, who seemed calm and self-sufficient, stuck it up again. His lips pressed together tightly without leaving a gap. He changed his posture and turned Jiang Chengli against the wall, even squinting while sucking. Eye.

The entanglement was deeper this time, and Jiang Chengli tasted the sweetness of fruit wine.

Jiang Chengli's heart was throbbing in throbbing pain, and when he raised his eyes, Ji Xun's half-closed eyes were so dark that there was no light, as if they wanted to suck his whole body in.

Jiang Chengli suddenly realized that he seemed to have pressed Ji Xun's switch.

Ji Xun's lips moved on Jiang Chengli's cheeks, and his moist, hot breath brushed against his ears: "I'll ask Lu Zhan to apologize to you, don't cry, okay?"

Jiang Chengli wanted to ask him how he could apologize, but he couldn't say it at all.

It wasn't until the end that Jiang Chengli's tongue was numb from the suction and his lips were tingling, so he couldn't help pushing Ji Xun away.

"My lips are broken." Jiang Chengli saw Ji Xun still wanted to continue, and hurriedly finished.

Ji Xun stared at Jiang Chengli's lips for two seconds, then pursed his lips and smiled softly: "Not next time."

"You just asked Lu Zhan to apologize, how did you do it?" Jiang Chengli thought about the business.

"Just now there is news that another company I contacted before agreed to cooperate, and he and Lu Zhan have been competing fiercely for half a year. If we choose his company, it will be a big blow to Lu Zhan, and we are not without Lu Zhan. Fight other weaknesses."

Ji Xun helped Jiang Chengli tidy up his collar that was crumpled by him, and briefly described the company's business situation.

Jiang Chengli let Ji Xun move, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the words. In the original text, all these tasks were handed over to You Fan. Although he knew that Ji Xun had outstanding abilities, Jiang Chengli did not expect that he could grow to this level in a short period of time. Yes, the tone is full of appreciation and praise: "You did a good job."

"Then I want a reward, young master." Ji Xun said the young master's two words very slowly, with a hint of ambiguity.

Jiang Chengli, who never thought there was anything wrong with these two words, felt inexplicably ashamed when he heard them again, his ears turned red and he tilted his head: "Just say what you want."

"I haven't figured it out yet." Ji Xun shook his head, and patiently helped him fasten the loose buttons on his chest, "I'll ask the young master for it after I think it over."

Hearing that Jiang Chengli was a little disappointed.

After doing this, the two returned to the private room. The tall, thin man who was pacing back and forth at the door just after entering the door, greeted them immediately in surprise: "You are back, Lu was always joking just now, don't..."

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