Rebirth of the Little Crying Bag, Chasing the Sick and the Big Guy, 108 Styles

"It's cold here. President, please help me warm this place again. Please..."

Chu Rong led Qin Zhenbei's hand, put it on his waist, let Qin Zhenbei's hand support his waist, and fixed his body.

Qin Zhenbei's sensitive Adam's apple was touched by Chu Rong, and Chu Rong's small Adam's apple was also gently rubbed by his clothes.

Chu Rong's skin was white and tender, and the neck area was quickly blotted red.

Feeling the hot lower abdomen pressed against her in front of her, Chu Rong's little face became more and more red, and it was also buried deeper and deeper in Qin Zhenbei's arms.

Qin Zhen is a North American in his arms, but he is still in his arms.

He will react because Chu Rong is so beautiful.

Qin Zhenbei hypnotized himself, and it wasn't because he had a particularly strong feeling for Chu Rong.

Holding Chu Rong and helping Chu Rong warm his body was not because he cared about Chu Rong's body, but because Chu Rong was the company's cash cow.

Of course, this little money tree cannot be frozen.

"Ah Q."

Chu Rong lay on Qin Zhenbei's shoulder, covering her mouth with her soft paws, and sneezed restrainedly.

Qin Zhenbei immediately pinched Chu Rong's waist, and hugged Chu Rong from his lap to the side.

Chu Rong's waist is very soft and extremely flexible. When the waist collapses, there are two small waist dimples that are symmetrical to the spine. Vigorously and deeply pinched twice.

Chu Rong looked at him pitifully and furtively.

Qin Zhenbei's expression was calm and gloomy. Chu Rong didn't see any particularly annoying emotions, so he dared to stretch out his little hand and rubbed the itchy and sore tip of his nose.

"I cover it with my hand when I sneeze. Not dirty."

Chu Rong still wanted to go back to Qin Zhenbei's arms.

Qin Zhenbei didn't speak, his eyes were watery, and he glanced behind Chu Rong sternly. After seeing that there were no thick clothes in the bag, Qin Zhenbei took off his windbreaker coat.

"Put it on." Qin Zhenbei pressed the coat heavily on Chu Rong's lap.

"Thank you!" Happiness came too suddenly.

The long windbreaker coat can wrap Chu Rong from head to toe. The coat has a good smell from Qin Zhenbei's body. Chu Rong puts it on shyly, buttoning up the buttons one by one, letting Qin Zhenbei's breath Cover him impenetrably.

Qin Zhenbei was looking out of the window like a noble and cold sculpture, but he was actually looking at Chu Rong reflected in the car window.

Chu Rong's joyful expression did not seem to be fake.

If this could be performed, then he would have become a movie king long ago.

Although Qin Zhenbei was still skeptical, his heart still beat violently.

In the atrium, the blood boiled madly.

"I'll walk you home."

Qin Zhenbei said, and at the same time turned on the music on the car.

Chu Rong's singing came out from the speaker.

Qin Zhenbei thought, this is a series of accidents.

Chu Rong, who was caressing the windbreaker on her body, raised her head in doubt, "It's not me..."

Qin Zhenbei turned off the music and said calmly, "Yes. When you released the song before, the company asked me to try it out."

Chu Rong nodded in confusion.Qin Zhenbei made a phone call, called the driver back, and asked the driver to take Chu Rong home first.

On the way, Chu Rong received a message from Su He, "Chu Rong, are you off work? I'll treat you to dinner. I'll wait for you downstairs at your house."

Chu Rong immediately said to Qin Zhenbei, "President, can I go to your house for a while? Su He has come to see me again. I don't want to see him."

"Why didn't you just break up with him?" Qin Zhenbei asked in a cold tone.

"Su He wants to make it public and use my traffic to create momentum for him."

Chu Rong's head drooped very low, like a trembling leaf blown by the wind, "There are some evidences on his mobile phone. I want to find a chance to destroy those evidences. Also, I am unwilling. Dumped him hard."

Qin Zhenbei didn't expect to get such a subversive answer.

He, is what he said true?

Due to his cautious character, Qin Zhenbei did not make a conclusion immediately, but planned to continue to wait and see.

"You can come to my house. But you can't stay overnight at my house."

Qin Zhenbei said indifferently, "It's time to sleep, you must leave."

"No problem. President, you are so kind." Chu Rongnuo said.

There are stars in the happy eyes.He wanted to hold back, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.The beautiful big eyes seemed to be filled with broken silver, and when the little head tilted, those shiny things also shook slightly in the eyes.

Bright and moving.In front of him, other people, things, things are eclipsed.

Qin Zhenbei took out his mobile phone and started working on the car.Chu Rong also took out a thick book from the handbag where she put her clothes.

It was a copy of Marx's "Das Kapital".In the last life, Qin Zhenbei read this book many times.

In this life, Chu Rong wants to take the initiative to enter Qin Zhenbei's spiritual world, have common topics with Qin Zhenbei, improve her abilities, and help Qin Zhenbei share part of the burden within her ability.

Qin Zhenbei saw that he was reading this book from the corner of his eye. He was a little surprised, but he didn't show it.

home.

Qin Zhenbei asked the maid to arrange a guest room for Chu Rong, then went back to the study, locked the door tightly, and finished work.Chu Rong carefully read "Das Kapital" for a while, and then Su He came again.

Only then did Chu Rong realize that he had completely forgotten about this person, and replied, "I'm going home tonight and have dinner with my parents. Another day."

"OK then."

Su He didn't send any more messages to Chu Rong. Could it be that Chu Rong found out about his flirting and sneaking out for female tickets?Forget it, let's just leave it at that.

Chu Rong read the book for a while, rubbed her eyes in sleepiness, and yawned a long time, with a little water in her eyes.

He touched his deflated belly, and fell limply on the bed, like a ball of soft cheese, he murmured to himself in a childish voice, "I'm so hungry."

A few minutes later, the maid came to ask him to eat.

After Chu Rong finished his meal, he began to wander around in an itchy heart, trying to find Qin Zhenbei.

There are several bathrooms in the villa, Chu Rong pretended not to know about it, and went into the bathroom that Qin Zhenbei was using.

According to the usual practice, Qin Zhenbei was going to take a shower, but he was too busy tonight, so he planned to wash his hair first, take care of everything at night, and then wash his body.

He doesn't like being touched by others, so these little things are done by himself.

"President, I'm sorry, I went to the wrong place." Chu Rong first apologized gently and sweetly for his sudden intrusion.

"Are you washing your hair?" Chu Rong rolled up his sleeves, "One side of your head has more foam and the other side has less foam. Let me wash it for you."

"You don't need to meddle in your own business. Get out." Qin Zhenbei ordered sharply.Turn on the faucet quickly and wash everything off your head.

"I just want to thank you for warming me up in the afternoon. There is no other meaning. Didn't you teach me to be a person who will reciprocate your kindness?"

Qin Zhenbei still wanted to refuse, but his soft, fleshy little hands like clouds had already placed on his scalp, and began to massage it gently.

Chu Rong stepped on a small bench and tried to reach him.The palms are like the soft pads of a kitten.

The scalp, like the Adam's apple, is a sensitive, fragile and hidden part of a man's body that is easily touched. Only the partner has the right to touch it.

The tens of thousands of sensitive nerves on the scalp were touched, pressed, and stimulated by Chu Rong in this way, making Qin Zhenbei's eyes stained with a strong lust.

Chu Rong was panting lightly, and was still doing his best to massage him, when Qin Zhenbei stretched out his hand to his head.

Qin Zhenbei's hands, like handcuffs, cuffed both of Chu Rong's wrists at the same time, pulled Chu Rong's two arms at once, and pulled Chu Rong into his arms.

His hair was still dripping, and the hair was clinging to his scalp, and the drops of water with the aroma of shampoo dripped onto Chu Rong's face drop by drop.

The facial features washed by water are more handsome and unruly, tough and profound, wild and arrogant.

He picked up Chu Rong, who was still in shock, and walked outside.

He kicked open the bathroom door with his long legs, carried Chu Rong into the large and exaggerated master bedroom, threw Chu Rong who shyly covered her eyes with her hands onto the bed, and forced her towards Chu Rong,...