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

He Zhijin pressed down inch by inch, Su Qiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his face was filled with eyebrows and eyelashes, and the cool mint smell permeated the senses between breaths and breaths. When I first smelled this smell, I always felt cool, but now I am used to it. On the contrary, there is an understatement of tenderness.

The denim shirt was slightly stiff, and He Zhijin slowly unbuttoned three or four of his buttons one by one, followed by Su Qiao's breathing, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his bright skin was revealed in the air.

"Qiao Qiao." He Zhijin's voice was nasal, sticking to his ears.

When you call him like that, usually nothing good happens. Su Qiao wants to break free from her embrace, but He Zhijin hugs him too tightly, forcing him to wrap her arms in her arms. The arms around his waist are deeply hooked, like warming a kitten. With no way out, he simply let it hold him like this, and whispered, "No way."

He Zhijin stroked a pinch of curly hair on the side of his ear, and the deep black eyes were full of longing, "Why?"

He wants Su Qiao, not only his heart, but also his body and soul. He wants to hold Su Qiao firmly in his hands and occupy his everything forever.

Su Qiao blinked quickly a few times, remembering what happened last time, her whole body became hot, and she whispered, "You hurt me too much."

It's cool, of course. The two of them are still very compatible in this aspect. There are many things that are shameless and shameless in the past, but Su Qiao is delicate and sensitive to pain by nature. She slept with He Zhijin once, and her lower body looks like It's not the same as his own, he repeatedly told himself to be a man, so that he cried out on the bed without any future.

He Zhijin's fingers grinding the ends of her hair stopped, and she narrowed her eyes uncertainly, "Does it really hurt?"

Su Qiao nodded her head with difficulty. She was really embarrassed to tell him that you have regressed a lot after being separated for a few years. A proud and arrogant person like He Zhijin can't accept it, right?

He Zhijin's jaw tensed for a moment, then he lowered it, moved closer and touched his lips ambiguously, and settled lightly, "We can review more, how about it?"

Although it was a question, the tone did not give any chance of rejection.

The air was filled with dryness, He Zhijin was facing the light, the light golden sunlight fell from his neat temples, his eyebrows were straight, his nose was straight, and there was something heroic about him, Su Qiao's body was pressed against the door, Legs are a little weak, "I can teach you."

"How do you teach me?" There was a hint of amusement in He Zhijin's voice.

Su Qiao coughed, his cheeks were hot, "It's like the one in the movie, but I only teach you the first few steps, and you can figure out the rest by yourself." The actual combat experience is weak, but his theoretical experience is a giant.

He Zhijin likes the way he pretends to be calm, and can't help but want to bully him, so he asked in a low voice, "The first step, shall we start with kissing?"

Su Qiao nodded. In fact, there is not much kissing in the movie, and there are more direct kisses. But art comes from life and is higher than life...

The warm and strong arms around his waist clamped his waist unexpectedly, taking advantage of the trend, Su Qiao reluctantly followed and fell a few steps, Su Qiao lost his center of gravity in a whirl, and lay on his back on the snow-white soft bed, the tough mattress held him He flicked up, and he was about to sit up. At this moment, He Zhijin leaned forward, put one hand on the side of Su Qiao's face, looked down at him, his slightly cool lips moved up, and he was about to leave.

"Jojo, is that so?"

Su Qiao breathed tremblingly, and said softly, He Zhijin's tie was hanging on his chest. The gray-blue solid color tie was exquisite and elegant. In the palm of your hand, hold it tightly.

He Zhijin's kiss fell again, this time it was no longer just a taste, but tasted him inside and out, during this period, Xiubai's fingers untied the tie that was in the way, and his posture was wild, showing a bit of indescribable Sex; Sensation.

The tie flicked casually in the air and landed on the corner of the bed sheet. He Zhijin paused in unbuttoning his shirt, remembering his injuries, and turned to untie Su Qiao's clothes. Lips and tongues suppressed back.

Su Qiao's dark eyes were wet with a thin mist, He Zhijin liked him at this moment, the usual Su Qiao, like a hard candy wrapped in a gorgeous packaging, waited on the bed, tore his packaging, and melted his hard shell , only to realize that this is a stuffed fudge, which is unbelievably sweet.

This kind of Su Qiao is like a fragile and precious fragile object, he once owned it, and now it is back in his hands.

He Zhijin liked it to death.

Rather than saying that He Zhijin held Su Qiao in his hands, it is more accurate to say that Su Qiao held him in his hands.

The two of them are like two diametrically opposed ropes, twisted together by accident, one entangled with the other, there is a gap between each other, hate and complain, owe each other, part ways like strangers, but when they meet again, they are disconnected and entangled .

He Zhijin's arm was held by a warm hand, Su Qiao trembled all over, and gasped for several breaths, "There is something on the bedside table, please lighten it."

One of the reasons why He Zhijin learned well from an early age is that he can learn from failures and is good at summing up failure experiences. This learning ability can be clearly seen in the matter of exploring Su Qiao.

At the end of the day, it was already noon, Su Qiao collapsed into a piece of melted cream ice cream, buried her face in the pillow with her face behind her back, without a piece of fabric on her whole body, to truly meet each other honestly, restore herself, He Zhijin was neatly dressed, elegant and elegant, and got up Showing the dirty tie that Su Qiao had messed with, she showed Su Qiao in front of her eyes, and said lightly, "Qiao Qiao, I have to eat less spicy food recently."

Su Qiao didn't have the face to see anyone, so she took a quick glance, her whole body was like a ripe lychee, although it was red, but there was still a layer of hard thorns, buried in the pillow and said muffledly: "Got it."

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang inappropriately.

He Zhijin opened the door, turned sideways to cover the spring light in the house, the hulking bodyguard nodded meticulously, handed He Zhijin a glass bottle wrapped in gray fabric, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Get out of the circle, and won't bother Mr. Su again."

He Zhijin lightly waisted the glass bottle in his hand, and there was a bang bang bang sound. He nodded his jaw expressionlessly and closed the door.

Su Qiao endured the sticky feeling, a long white and slender leg hanging by the bed, swaying gently, thinking about the relationship between him and He Zhijin with the rest of his mind.

He wanted to get back together with He Zhijin before. His glamorous ex-boyfriend is so attractive, but now, he has more things to think about. Apart from his little thoughts, he still has confidence. Separated from it, let's talk about the relationship, you can't always owe He Zhijin, right?

That way he didn't even have the courage to get angry. After all, there was nothing on his body that didn't belong to He Zhijin. Even if he didn't think about himself, he still had to think about his elderly Su's parents.

He Zhijin walked into the bathroom, tore off the covering cloth, and inside was a bloody premolar tooth, pulled out with flesh and roots, from Director Xu. This was just a trophy shown to him. He glanced at it and frowned in disgust. , Unscrew the lid and pour it into the toilet.

With the sound of water, the bloody tooth disappeared without a trace.

On the snow-white and soft bed, Su Qiao was still shaking his legs. He Zhijin gently pinched his tight calf, and that calf was sensitively drawn into the quilt, covering it tightly. Su Qiao raised his head, like a little squirrel protecting food Looking at him with the same vigilance, "I don't want it anymore."

He Zhijin laughed dumbfounded, looked at him, "Get up, I'll help you take a shower."

After a slight pause, he smiled kindly, "Or..." He Zhijin swept across his stomach, and said slowly, "You want to just keep it in your mouth like this? Give me a baby?"

"I can wash it myself." Su Qiao's face was like a ripe peach, what a fart, he sat up with his arms propped up, did not look at He Zhijin, and pretended to pick up the clothes on the ground as if nothing had happened. Walking into the bathroom on limp legs.

After Su Qiao cleaned herself from the inside to the outside, He Zhijin leaned on the sofa to deal with work emails. She had already prepared a change of clothes and folded them neatly. With the residual temperature of the dryer, it was fragrant. Su Qiao secretly Thinking about it, considerate like a Japanese woman, except for the fierceness of tossing him on the bed.

"I want to go back to the film crew." Su Qiao still remembered that the filming of the film was not finished, and she couldn't let Feng Hua Xue Yue delay her work.

He Zhijin looked up at him, closed the work mailbox, "I'll take you there."

Su Qiao was so happy, his hands and feet were weak and he didn't want to drive by himself. It would be best if someone was willing to help.

He Zhijin did what he said, and the crew of "Dad is 17" has changed its look. It has replaced a popular comedy director - Director Du. The comedy works he has directed have a box office of nearly tens of billions. ".

Director Du led his own screenwriting team, and on the first day he joined the group, he drastically changed the script, changed his life against the sky, and abruptly raised this third-rate comedy to a higher level.

The location of the film crew was an office building. When they got there, He Zhijin didn't return, but got out of the car with him.

Downstairs, Director Jin waited conscientiously. Seeing the two of them, their faces were full of peach blossoms, "Mr. He, Mr. Su, everything about the crew has been settled."

Su Qiao hesitated, and was lightly patted on the shoulder. He Zhijin glanced at him, and said in a flat voice, "Let's go, show me your crew colleagues."

Director Xu and the employees who had a nepotism relationship with Director Xu were all temporarily dismissed. The entire crew, large and small, were walking on thin ice, trembling with fear. They guessed that Director Xu had offended someone with good hands and eyes to get to this point.

"Xiao Su, you're here." Mu Yuhai, the actor who played Su Qiao's father, greeted him. The heroine Wang Ying smiled at Su Qiao, and her eyes lightly fell on He Zhijin.

Director Jin smiled apologetically, and waved his arm, "Mr. He, this is all the current staff of the crew. Director Du and the others are upstairs."

He Zhijin put his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers, with a leisurely posture, casually glanced at the crowd, his eyes were gloomy, like clouds gathering in the sky, without any anger, which made people feel hairy.

Everyone was startled, tacitly exchanged glances, secretly looked at He Zhijin, and didn't even dare to breathe. The only person who could make Director Jin bow his knees was Wu Dong's Mr. Unspeakable. Ranking at the top of the country's wealth list, a rising star in the business world, glamorous and glorious.

He Zhijin stretched out his arm, put it on Su Qiao's shoulder, tapped his fingertips lightly, Su Qiao was stunned, looked at him sideways, and He Zhijin's voice was like a smile, "I just want to say one thing For the remaining half month, I hope everyone will be serious about filming, do their own work well, and don't spread any rumors, can you do it?"

Although there was a deliberate smile in the voice, there was no warmth at all. The words were full of pressure, which made people palpitate. Everyone's spine was numb for no reason, and they nodded together. How dare they talk nonsense? Don't dare to look more.

This guy obviously came to support Su Qiao.

Su Qiao felt that it was not good to do this, but he couldn't think of a better way for a while, his little head was spinning rapidly, his jaw was pinched lightly, he turned his head, He Zhijin leaned forward, leaned towards his ear, and said in a low voice He spoke clearly, "Duan Cen will cover you for one night, and I will cover you for the rest of your life."

The author has something to say: Hey, Happy Christmas Eve, I had a great time going out, I sent 124 red envelopes to everyone, I hope everyone will be happy with me~