My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

Su Qiao was stunned, sat up with her elbows on the sofa, quickly glanced at the ointment in He Zhijin's hand, "I'll do it myself!"

Although there was nothing on him that He Zhijin hadn't touched, it was different now, and he was a little embarrassed to undress in front of the other party.

He Zhijin raised his chin slightly, sat on the side of the sofa, stared at him intently, and said in a calm tone, "You also feel ashamed?" The account is not yet settled for being so exposed to the camera.

This sentence hits Su Qiao's weakness. It's one thing to be shy, but another thing to be exposed. In that matter, he thinks he has rich experience in film reading and sufficient theoretical knowledge, and he completely crushes He Zhijin. An old driver, where is He Zhijin's turn to say that he is shy?

Be shy, He Zhijin should be shy.

Su Qiao pretended to be very steady, quickly kicked off the clothes, lay on the sofa, opened her knees, raised her jaw unceremoniously, "Come on!"

The safety rope drew two deep red marks on the delicate skin, the light red strands, as if tied with two red ropes, it was too horrible to look at.

He Zhijin frowned slightly, stared at Su Qiao for a few seconds, leaned closer to look at the scar, Su Qiao was pampered, with good skin and flesh, so white that you could almost see the tiny fluff dyed golden by the light, and the light blue blood vessels , "Be patient, the ointment is very cold."

Su Qiao lowered her face, she couldn't feel cold, she just felt her whole body was hot, He Zhijin's nose was warm, like a bug crawling over her skin, the cool scent of mint perfume lingered on her nose, and permeated into it with every breath. trachea.

He flexed and stretched his fingers back and forth to relieve tension. This angle was condescending. He carefully observed that He Zhijin's eyelids were drooping and the ends of his eyes were slender. He couldn't see any emotion, but felt that he was very serious and devoted.

He Zhijin is very serious in everything he does. Su Qiao just fell in love with his concentration back then. It is the complete opposite of his friends who are cockfighting and lackluster. , If you touch it, the skin will fall off.

They were all wrong. Such a person is arrogant and arrogant. Breaking up couldn't be easier. Su Qiao dismissed him with a few words.

The cold ointment applied to the sensitive skin caused a tingling pain, like tiny needle pricks. Su Qiao moved his legs, and He Zhijin gave him a warning look, and Su Qiao immediately calmed down.

Once she couldn't move, the thoughts in Su Qiao's head were like a wild horse, uncontrollable, and she walked down three ways. When she lowered her head, she could see the top of He Zhijin's head, as if she was doing something.

then……

"..."

He Zhijin looked at it calmly, unbuttoned two shirt buttons with one hand, exposing a section of neck, and said to the next thing, "You are very energetic, do you want me to help you?"

Su Qiao blinked quickly, shamelessly thinking of what happened last time at He's house

, It's really cool, but... when he was hesitating, He Zhijin approached, and Su Qiao fell into his control, instantly losing the ability to resist.

Su Qiao took a deep breath, and opened her lips slightly. Since He Zhijin rushed to serve, she simply broke the pot and smashed it, and she was never a person who made things difficult for herself.

The distance between the two was very close, He Zhijin looked at him fixedly, his eyes were deep and hot, he liked Su Qiao's shameless, easy-going attitude, but when he became interested, he was as obedient as a milk cat, You can do whatever you want with him.

10 minute later.

He Zhijin took out a few paper towels, wiped his hands slowly, Su Qiao was full, his whole body seemed to be soaking in a hot spring, limp and weak, half-closed his eyes, with a contented expression on his face, and said lazily: " Thanks."

If you want to open up, he won't suffer anyway.

Su Qiao was very optimistic, but in the next second, He Zhijin put his hands on both sides of his cheeks, tightly encircling him, high above, his jaw tensed into a nice line, and his hoarse and deep voice slowly said, "It's your turn."

Su Qiao's starved eyes suddenly opened round and swollen, and she was stunned for a few seconds, "No..."

He definitely didn't mean that, this direction exceeded his expectations, he just wanted to have fun

A handful.

He Zhijin looked at him, frowning slightly, as a matter of course, "I don't want to?"

It would be too scumbag to say that you don't want to, even if you can't let him take advantage of the matter of you coming and going, Su Qiao's palms sweated and her breathing changed, "I don't really give it to others..."

He Zhijin pinched his white earlobe, it felt soft, and he smiled half-smile, "Su Qiao, do you want me to teach you step by step?"

Su Qiao swallowed hard, delaying time, "I won't be able to handle it well."

"It's not important." He Zhijin looked at him for a moment, without any room for refutation.

Su Qiao took a deep breath, and if she wanted to blame it, she blamed herself for being careless, she should have asked clearly, now that she understands it, there is no room for repentance, "Then I will try."

He slowly touched the hem of He Zhijin's clothes, and then quickly touched the cold belt buckle. It's not like this, it's not like he hasn't done it for He Zhijin.

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He Zhijin pressed on the back of Su Qiao's head, bit his lip forcefully, and tasted it from the inside to the outside. What he wanted was more than that.

Su Qiao lost all intuition on her lips, and He Zhijin's slightly cool index finger tapped his red lower lip, implying enough taste, he stared at He Zhijin vigilantly, "I won't do that."

He thought beautifully, so he wouldn't do that kind of thing to others.

He Zhijin squinted his eyes and didn't force him. Su Qiao's hands were different from his own. They were raised in rich clothes and rich food. The skin on the palms and fingers was soft and tender without any calluses, giving it another kind of graceful taste.

Su Qiao's wrist was sore, she leaned close to his ear, whispered softly, "My hands are sore, can you hurry up?"

There is a kind of indescribable coquettishness, if it is on others, it will make people feel nasty, but when he said it, it was natural.

"Continue." He Zhijin breathed heavily, pressed against his ear, and said wickedly: "Don't be lazy, think about how you play the piano."

When everything was over, Su Qiao covered her hot face with both hands, and the moment she touched her cheek, it seemed to be hot again, she quickly withdrew her hand, turned over, buried her head in the pillow like an ostrich, and muttered: "You It must have been on purpose."

He Zhijin gently touched the back of his neck, as if comforting, and slowly felt the softness of his skin. Dressed like that on TV, he deserved to be bullied by a man.

"Folding Flower Knife" was released on the blueberry channel at [-]:[-] p.m. in the prime time. The production level of this drama itself is excellent, and several leading actors work hard. Lu Dao was born in a professional class and passed the level. The ratings are skyrocketing.

The friendship between a street gangster and a noble young master is instant. Who doesn't like to see such a real brotherhood?

The love between the two was stronger than gold, and the masses were deeply moved, and strange speeches appeared on the official Weibo of Blueberry Channel.

[Ning Qi looks at Gu Jinrong with adoring eyes like a little flower dog, what kind of loyal dog is this? ]

[Su Qiao's appearance in this drama is indeed not acceptable, but the blame is on Morris being tall and strong, looking at Su Qiao's eyes can pinch water. ]

[The screenwriter is really easy to understand, you just shoot the friendship between men and men, and we will make up the rest by ourselves. ]

The ratings continued to rise, and the Weibo "Overpass Joe" had super chats. Netizens turned into Sherlock Holmes, digging out sweets from the details of the drama.

This time, for the "Tulip" award at the Huaguo International TV Festival, Blueberry Channel sent five film and television dramas for selection, including "Folding Flower Knife".

At the beginning of the night, the banquet hall of the best hotel in Rongcheng has graceful waiters in cheongsams, and men in suits and leather shoes drink champagne, smoke cigars, and talk about financial stocks.

The lights on the terrace were bright, a middle-aged man sighed, and looked at his partners around him with a wry smile, "The older the child is, the more disobedient he is, and if he insists on chasing stars, he won't listen to anyone who persuades him."

"All the children nowadays are like this, it would be better if they grow up a bit." Others said a few words leisurely.

The man held his forehead and shook his head frequently, "The one in my family is already 20 years old, not too young."

The bystanders squinted into the hall and touched the man with their shoulders, "If you feel distressed, go ask Mr. He, the younger brother of the He family is a well-known dude, let him manage him submissively, and he hasn't come out to fool around all these years. "

"Is this... convenient?" The man was cautious. He Zhijin's name is well-known. Although he is in Rongcheng, Wu Dong's industries are spread all over the country, and he is at the top of the wealth list in Huaguo. That is really not easy to mess with.

Others smiled and said, "Old Zhao, it's close to the condom, and it will be easy to do things in the future."

Old Zhao knew that, on such an occasion, everyone wanted to have a few words with He Zhijin. Getting it on the wine table would increase their status, and talk about business and finance. He Zhijin might not care about it.

Old Zhao held a glass of champagne, walked through the crowd, and smiled courteously, "Mr. He, hello, I heard that your godson is good, I have something to ask you for advice."

He Zhijin looked down at the diamond-encrusted watch on his wrist, it was time to go home, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"It's like this. I have a daughter who has been chasing stars recently and doesn't listen to me..." Old Zhao babbled.

He Zhijin listened to each other, and said calmly: "To solve this problem, it is very simple, cut off the source of income."

"Will this...will make her hate me?" Old Zhao was worried.

He Zhijin turned sideways, and gave a little more patience to a gentleman, "You should consult an educator about this question."

Old Zhao was only thinking about his daughter, so he didn't notice any displeasure, and heaved a long sigh, "I don't know what's so good about that Su Qiao. She buys peach juice in boxes and boxes, and checks data on the Internet every day..."

He Zhijin raised his brows slightly, his face changed instantly, and his tone was gentle, "Chasing stars is a life experience and an important process of growth. As a parent, there is no need to interfere."

"Ah?" This attitude turned around, Lao Zhao couldn't react, and looked at him hesitantly, "Mr. He, do you really think so?"

He Zhijin raised his jaw slightly and chuckled, "Of course."

It depends on who is chasing.

The author has something to say: Hey hey hey, 20 red envelopes are randomly drawn in this chapter.