licked a small tit

On the top floor of the office building, the special assistant was busy in front of the computer, when suddenly a tall figure stood in front of the partition: "Is Mr. Xu in the office?"

The voice is deep and full of oppression.

Looking up, seeing the unsmiling Bo Anliang, the special assistant hurriedly got up and said, "Mr. Xu just came back from outside, this way please."

The special assistant led Bo Anliang into Xu Ke's office cubicle.

When Xu Ke saw him, he pushed the notebook aside: "Mr. Bo, I don't remember having an appointment with you."

"There is something urgent." Bo Anliang gave her a displeased look, blaming her for not giving him face, and then thanked the special assistant behind him.

The special assistant helped close the door.

Xu Ke leaned back on the back of the chair, stretched his muscles and bones: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Honey, Bo Ye just came to look for me!" As soon as the sound of the door lock fell, Bo Anliang's attitude suddenly changed. He rubbed his hands and walked back and forth in the office, blushing with excitement, "I asked him to call him Dad, and he called him Dad." , I asked him to admit his mistake, and he honestly reviewed it without any temper. I can't believe my son can be so good..."

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, Xu Ke ignored his ramblings and said, "What did he ask you for?"

"It's not because of... who." Bo Anliang calmed down, straightened his tie, and walked to the table, "The Yamamoto family's shipping company is looking for a partner in China. I knew about it a year ago, but according to Shen Yuan There is no need to join forces with other companies, Bo Ye is here this time, I hope I can help him establish contact with the Yamamoto family, so that he wants to go to Japan to find...then someone."

Hearing this, Xu Ke became energetic, and she leaned forward: "Is there really a possibility of cooperation?"

"Yes." Bo Anliang confirmed: "As long as we send out an offer, we will be able to obtain opportunities for cooperation, but whether we can succeed or not depends on the situation of the later negotiations."

"Then how did you reply to Bo Ye?"

"I asked him to beg me." Bo Anliang accidentally let out a little laughter, "Then he really begged me."

"...Okay." Xu Ke followed his words: "What happens after he begs you?"

Bo Anliang put his hands on his hips, full of confidence: "Then I will let him go!"

After finishing speaking, he let out a series of extremely arrogant laughter, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were slightly wrinkled, unlike the dignified and steady in front of the employees.

"..." Looking at the extremely naive man at the table, Xu Ke had a complicated expression, "Baby, just be happy."

Bo Anliang was in a state of excitement. He pushed back the hem of his suit and took a few space slides backwards. The high-end custom-made leather shoes made a friction sound on the floor. After that, he turned around handsomely and stretched out his hand to Xu Ke: "Wife, are you coming?"

Nearly 50 years old, his demeanor remains the same as before.

Seeing that he was so excited, Xu Ke pursed his lips and smiled, dragged his notebook, turned on the music, and rhythmic drumbeats came from the small indoor stereo immediately.

She got up, shaking slightly with the music, took off her regular suit jacket, walked around the table and walked towards him: "Come on."

So, when the special assistant pushed open the door again, he saw the strong and stern president and the president's wife playing disco.

"........."

90s pop hits were playing in the office, and the two were completely immersed in self-indulgence.

Bo Anliang laughed while shaking his head: "Honey! Are you happy!"

"........."

"Greedy evening breeze~ dare to kiss her~

Put down every strand of her hair gently and tenderly~

Despicable evening wind~should not comfort her~

I have made up my mind to protect the one in my heart for the rest of my life..."

Lowering his gaze, the special assistant slowly closed the door to block the sound of the music.

In mid-December, Yamamoto Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. held a year-end party to thank employees, cooperative manufacturers and investors for their hard work for a year.

Tang Zhi didn't want to participate, but Cang Zhijie saw him bored at home reading and playing games, so he forced him to take him with him.

"If my brother accidentally gets drunk, Mrs. Kono can still send me home." Sonosuke pushed the hair on the side of his cheek behind his ear, and smiled softly, "Is that okay?"

The boy hadn't had his hair cut since he came back, and his hair had grown a lot. When he was at home, his overly long bangs were casually pinned to one side with a hair clip. He was cute and quiet, making his small face even more indisputable.

Tang Zhi half-lyed on the bay window covered with gray-blue cushions. He put down his book and turned his face to look at the courtyard outside the window.

Downstairs, several maple trees are next to each other, and the remaining red and yellow leaves are sparse, heralding the arrival of winter.

"But I don't want to deal with that kind of occasion. I have no contact with the people there, and there will be no intersection in the future, but because I am from the Yamamoto family, they will always try to talk to me about something."

"If you hate dealing with irrelevant people, it's okay to be too ignorant." Canosuke said patiently: "There will be a performance tonight, let's go and see it together."

Unable to pester him, Tang Zhi finally agreed to go.

Arriving at the venue on the third floor of the hotel, Cang Zhisuke helped Tang Zhi arrange a table alone, and said to him, "I'll find you after I'm done. If you feel too bored and want to leave halfway, remember to tell me."

Nodding his head, Tang Zhi asked him to go about his own business first.

The position in the corner is not very noticeable, but the boy himself is too eye-catching, and people coming and going will inevitably cast or explore or amaze him. machine, no one dares to step forward to bother.

When the year-end party officially started, the lights in the venue were dimmed. People sat in their seats and looked at the stage in front of them. The hostesses and hostesses in red dresses came to the stage to give speeches.

Tang Zhi put the game console aside, then looked at the stage.

The speech was too long, Tang Zhi supported his cheek with one hand, and the more he listened to it, the more bored he became, and he couldn't help being distracted.

He glanced at the orange juice in front of him, the straw was facing his direction, so he raised his chin slightly, held the straw in his mouth, and let go after sucking for a while, but he didn't fix the straw with his hands, and the straw slid sideways along the wall of the cup Suddenly, a small piece of orange juice inside was thrown out and splashed on his face.

Tang Zhi hurriedly sat upright, picked up the wet towel on the table and wiped his cheeks. Feeling embarrassed, he quietly looked around. Seeing that everyone was paying attention to the performance on the stage and not paying attention to the situation here, he felt relieved.

He lowered his head and glanced at the front of the white dress, but fortunately no juice was stained on it.

As everyone knows, his every move falls into the eyes of a man not far away.

The man had been watching him since he entered the venue, his eyes couldn't hide his interest.

Looking up from the waistline outlined by the white dress, he couldn't help but look dark when he saw the boy propped his cheeks, lowered his upper eyelids, and slightly opened his lips to hold the straw.

Just by looking at it, one can tell that the young man's lips are soft, rosy in color, full of lips, and even more attractive after being stained with orange juice.

While the young man was sucking the orange juice, he raised his eyes to look at the stage, his eyes were as clear as a mirror lake, and the man's heart was itchy in the blink of an eye.

He was thinking about some unclear things, the straw was suddenly released, and a piece of orange juice was thrown out. Then, he saw the boy frantically wiping his cheeks, and finally heaved a sigh of relief thinking he hadn't been noticed.

The man couldn't help laughing.

"gentlemen."

The waiter did not know when he came to the side, bent over, held a bottle of soju with one hand behind his back, and motioned for him to pour the wine.

The man withdrew his gaze from the other side, restrained his smile at the same time, and moved the cup to one side.

In the middle of the banquet, when everyone was drinking, the atmosphere gradually became active. Some young employees couldn't sit still and began to toast the company's leaders and seniors at different tables. The senior management of different companies also took this opportunity to Get to know each other and get in touch with more people.

Tang Zhi faced a table of dishes by himself and was eating quietly when he suddenly heard someone calling, "Candi?"

Slightly startled, no one has called this name for a long time, so it feels a little strange when I first heard it.

Turning around hesitantly, he saw a man in a black suit.He recognized the person, but couldn't call out the name for a while.

It was the person next to AO Lan when he was in Berlin.

"Ah, it's really you." After seeing his face, Miyazaki Kazuya lamented the fate and said strangely, "Why did you come here?"

He walked to the boy's seat, supported the chair beside him, and asked him politely, "Can I sit here?"

Although he didn't have a good impression of him, Tang Zhi still nodded: "Please go ahead."

"Are you alone for BFour?"

"I've already left BFour." Tang Zhi put down his chopsticks, and said frankly, "Aozhisuke brought me here."

Miyazaki Kazuya was stunned for a moment: "Aozhisuke and you are..."

Looking closely at the young man's appearance, I suddenly knew the answer in my heart.When he was in Berlin, he had guessed that the boy was somewhat similar to the president of Yamamoto Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., and it seemed that he should be Sonosuke's younger brother.

Tang Zhi didn't speak, and looked at Sonosuke who was talking to his tablemate in front of the venue.

"Excuse me, how is Light's hand injury?" Miyazaki Kazu also remembered that the other party said that he wanted Lan to look good. At the beginning, he didn't take the boy's arrogance seriously, but now thinking of his words, he feels uneasy. "Lan has been paying attention to his news. , I heard that Berlin has not participated in the competition since it came back, but the official said a few days ago that it has recovered, I don’t know..."

"Even if he doesn't fully recover, the official will say some nice words to comfort the sponsors and fans." Turning his eyes to the man, Tang Zhi said, "Unless Light can participate in the competition again, no one can make a judgment before then."

Sensing his tough attitude, Miyazaki Kazuya sighed helplessly: "Candi, Lan has already reflected on it. He has calmed down a lot through this incident. Do you still insist on punishing him?"

Slightly frowning, Tang Zhi thought of the night when Bo Ye had to rely on painkillers to fall asleep, and his heart ached slightly: "Light said he didn't like that, I won't do that."

Miyazaki Kazu can also understand the feeling of feeling sorry for the other half, so he apologized again: "I'm really sorry, it's for Light, and for you, I know you are a couple, if this kind of thing happens to Lan, I think , I myself cannot quickly forgive the perpetrators."

Glancing at him, Tang Zhi opened his mouth, hesitant to speak but stopped, but in the end he didn't explain anything.

The waiter dragged the tray with his left hand and was walking through the crowd. Suddenly, he snapped his fingers with one hand and stopped him: "Sorry, I want to change a drink."

After the man took a glass of champagne from the tray, he put the blood-red cocktail on it: "Thank you."

The waiter nodded to him and continued on.

Seeing the waiter carrying the wine pass by the table, Kazuya Miyazaki called him to stop, then got up, and randomly took two glasses from the many colors of wine.

"Candi, I would like to toast you, thank you and Light for your tolerance." Miyazaki Kazuya also handed him the goblet.

Glancing at the wine glass in his hand, the scarlet liquid swayed slightly, Tang Zhi thought for a while, took it, and sent a signal of reconciliation.

When drinking, he sniffed it lightly. The smell of wine was not strong, but it had a sweet smell.

After a while, Tang Zhi got up to look for Cano Zhisuke, but found that something was wrong.

Unsteady, slightly dazzled, he touched his cheek. He thought it was because of the indoor air conditioner that his face was hot, but now he felt the heat emanating from his body.

I aimed at the empty wine glass, because the taste was sweet and delicious, I drank it all at once.

He understood in his heart, probably because of the strength of the wine.

Looking at Kan Sonosuke's direction, he originally wanted to leave early, but in this situation, my brother will definitely be worried.

Thinking for a moment, not wanting to cause trouble for the other party, he leaned on the wall and walked towards the exit of the venue without attracting anyone's attention.

There was a suite in the hotel that Sonosuke had rented for many years. He took the elevator to the thirteenth floor, and walked unsteadily up the corridor with the back carpet.

After drinking, his consciousness became dull, and he followed the arrows on the wall for a while before finding the room.

He lifted the cover of the door lock and wanted to enter the password, but suddenly he couldn't remember the number. He tried twice, but failed.

His head was getting dizzy and he was almost unable to stand still. Tang Zhi leaned his back against the wall to support himself, and took out his phone to send a message to Sonosuke.

While editing the information, his body slid down the wall a little bit. He tried to stand upright and complained dizzily: "Don't move, you're going to fall..."

Just as he was about to press "send", there was the sound of the door opening in the next room.

Frowning, Tang Zhi was about to turn his face to check the situation, when suddenly a hand came out from the dark room and grabbed his arm with such force that it almost shattered his bones.

It was too late to struggle and was dragged directly into the room.