The general manager said buyaobuyaoimfull

He Chi's leather shoes were crushed gently on the manager's huddled little thing, and soon the manager's face flushed abnormally.

The manager exhaled impatiently: "Um... no... He Chi..."

But at this moment, the man who was determined to punish him would not give him a single ounce of softness. He announced cruelly:

"Come out, don't touch it with your hands."

How is that possible!The manager groaned inwardly.

He tried his best to blink his eyes, trying to make the tears flow more fiercely, but He Chi, instead of letting him go, increased the strength on his feet.

It's happy torture for the manager, who has nothing to do but gasp.

"He Chi...please spare me...you can't do it without your hands." The manager discussed with him in a crying voice, why is this person so bad!

The movements of He Chi's feet were varied, sometimes rubbing in a circle, sometimes rubbing up and down, and appropriately increasing the pressure.Playing with the pink stem, she stood up tremblingly, shedding crystal tears.

The manager soon fell into a slump, falling into this domineering pleasure, he closed his eyes intoxicated, and even took the initiative to twist his buttocks to cater to He Chi's movements, sending out intermittent ☞.

"Hmm... congratulations... so comfortable..." The manager's face was full of joy and pain.

He Chi frowned: "Am I making you comfortable?"

As he said that, the manager let out a wail, and He Chi squeezed his two small balls with his shoes. A strong desire to be tall and small made him have no choice but to live or die.

The manager wailed loudly, losing the pride of an adult, pure and almost childlike: "He Chi...I was wrong...Please forgive me, let me go..."

"It's not over if you can't shoot."

In the next 10 minutes, the manager experienced the sweetest punishment in the world. He couldn't bear the pleasure, but the pleasure followed him like a nightmare, catching him and never letting him go.

His slender waist heaved and fell on the carpet, and the sweat dripped from his forehead on the carpet.He uttered the sound of a kitten in heat, as if he was lost in love.

He hugged He Chi's black reflective leather shoes with both hands, trying to pull them away, but it was just the opposite, he couldn't help pressing them to the place where he was most vulnerable but also brought the most happiness.

"Yeah!..."

There was a sharp sound, and a cluster of urgent and powerful white turbidity sprayed out, hitting the back of He Chi's suit trousers, and a small part of it lacked momentum, pattering on He Chi's clean leather shoes.

The manager's eyes were lost, and he looked like a personality. Love doll, lying on his side on the carpet, panting heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Ah...hah..."

He Chi squatted down, looked at the manager with satisfaction, and rubbed his hair:

"You stained my pants."

The manager was delirious at the moment, he subconsciously stuck out his bright red tongue, wriggling on He Chi's tainted trouser legs.

"I...I lick it clean..." the manager said softly.

He Chi picked up the manager and gave him a hot bath, then put him on the bed, took off his coat and went up.

He held the manager in his arms, patted his back lightly and rhythmically, and put him to sleep.

"Good boy, go to sleep."

The manager's grievances surged up all of a sudden, he grabbed the clothes on He Chi's chest, buried his head in it, and began to cry in a low voice.

"You bully me...huh...do you want to kill me..."

He Chi stroked the manager's earlobe:

"You don't know how much I want to kill you, I hold back."

He bit the manager's ear and stabbed the soft flesh with his pointed canine teeth.

"If you were touched by him, do you know what I would do?"

The manager stopped sobbing, and looked up at He Chi's fierce eyes:

"You... you want that me...?"

"No, I won't, I'll kill him." He Chi closed his eyes, as if thinking of something big to be thankful for, he rubbed his chin on the manager's hair.

The manager knew he was wrong, He Chi was so worried about him, but he agreed to Minister Li's invitation just to get angry with He Chi.

If He Chi really did something stupid for him, then he will never be cleared in this life.

"If you hit him, he might retaliate against you. You have to be careful these few days. You should not go to work." The manager pulled He Chi's clothes.

"It's him to watch out for."

The dark night concealed the viciousness on He Chi's face.

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Minister Li was hospitalized, and many colleagues came to see him with baskets of flowers and fruits.

"How is it, Lao Li, have you eaten yet?" A group of elders surrounded him with gossiping expressions on their faces.

"I'm eating..." Minister Li dodged his eyes and forced a smile.

Everyone wowed in unison.

Everyone asked in unison:

"how is everything!?"

"Are you happy??"

"Did he call? How did he call?!"

"Isn't it particularly strong!?"

Minister Li made up a set of stories about how You Zixi flirtatiously indulged in love under him, which made a group of people drool.

Someone found that things are not simple:

"No, Lao Li, how did you get this injury?"

Minister Li's expression froze, and he pretended to be filled with righteous indignation:

"It's not that the bitch is too fleas, it made me dizzy, and I didn't notice that I was rear-ended when I was driving back..."

"Hey, hey! It's really strong! Old Li, you are not at a loss if you can eat him like this once!"

Minister Li reluctantly responded: Yes, yes.

He didn't tell anyone that he was beaten by that little assistant at the door of his house last night, oh, maybe he can't be called an assistant anymore, that kid asked him to find out the name of He Qingsong's son.

At first, Minister Li couldn't stand the beating and said he wanted to call the police.

The man said you should report it, you said it was the He family who beat him, see if it works.

Minister Li had a bright eye, and he guessed right away that both He Qingsong and He Chi were surnamed He, so these are the two of you!

Grandma's, why did something unlucky happen to me.

He Chi pinned him to the ground and threatened him:

Don't say a word about this matter, otherwise your shares will be drawn and your company will be taken over, just wait and see.

Minister Li knew that this was a giant Buddha, and he couldn't afford to offend him, so he begged for mercy, promising that he would say nothing.

He Chi didn't feel relieved after beating him, but Shanshui will meet again, don't be in a hurry to get revenge all at once, the days ahead will be hard.

You Zixi made a phone call with Mr. He, and Mr. He asked him to come to the head office to report on his recent work.

He Chi knew that it was a job report, it was clearly a blind date.

Dare to be angry and dare not speak out, even if the manager said no need to follow, he dared not follow.

Mr. He is kind to the manager, and the manager's feelings for him are not just subordinates to superiors.Mr. He is one of the few people who takes good care of the manager.

Manager Yi talked to Mr. He as if he was a few years younger, as proud as a student reporting to his elders that he got a perfect score in the exam.

"...so I don't want to cooperate with them anymore." The manager complained to Mr. He with an aggrieved face.

Mr. He knocked on the table and said leisurely:

"Xiaoyou, from the perspective of income, the price they give is indeed not low, but from the perspective of personal emotions, if you don't want to, you don't have to force yourself to cooperate with them. tx does not rely on the charity of a certain company to operate."

The manager bowed his head in shame:

"I'm sorry, Mr. He, but I'm being impulsive. Work matters shouldn't be substituted for personal emotions."

Mr. He waved his hand.

"Are you free on Saturday night?"

"Say it!" The manager looked at Mr. He solemnly.

"My niece is back, and I want to arrange for you to meet."

The manager was stunned for a moment, and looked at the old man inexplicably.