Paranoid president, he is inappropriate [wearing books](BL) (MTL)

Chapter 43

    It's just that under the cold wind, there was still a faint scent of bamboo that fascinated Jiang Lian, as if the cold current didn't cover everything.

    Ji Mianzhu snorted after hearing Jiang Lian's answer, and said in a dangerous tone, "I see you, but you don't understand at all."

    Jiang Lian, who was suppressed by force, never took his eyes off Ji Mianzhu. He stared straight at the end of the other's upturned eyes, as if there was something in that tiny arc that tickled his heart, and the always cold black eyes gradually flickered. Jiang Lian replied casually,

    "What do you know?"

    Ji Mianzhu choked.

    "...Man, you better not challenge my patience."

    He pretended to be cold.

    President Ba's tone is light and slow. One sentence can't wait to be divided into ten short sentences, which must be mixed with various tone particles such as "hum, tsk, chi". So Ji Mianzhu said a few words just now, and time has passed quietly for a long time. And his arms have been supporting Jiang Lian's ears during this long period of time, dutifully supporting his body like a lever, allowing him to dominate.

    But in fact, Ji Mianzhu was already a little tired, and his arms gradually became sore.

    While he was secretive in his heart, it was not easy to be a boss, and a disdainful sneer came out of his mouth. Just when Ji Mianzhu was about to use this tone particle to continue to dominate the boss, Jiang Lian seemed to have lost his patience first, and didn't want to play games with his prey anymore.

    Jiang Lian made a clever effort between his wrists, and the thin waist in the palm of his hand instantly collapsed as he expected, and pressed tightly against his own.

    The bodies of the two were tightly stitched together, and the two thin layers of clothing in the middle seemed to no longer exist, allowing the body temperature to slowly mix together.

    The waist and limbs in the palms of the hands became more soft and deceiving. Jiang Lian was in a good mood. He couldn't help but chuckle in Ji Mianzhu's ear, and his expression changed from casual to extremely happy. Like a beast that got its prey, enjoying the beauty of its prey to the fullest.

    Jiang Lian's fingertips began to rub slowly on the waist.

    However, Ji Mianzhu was stunned for a while.

    Before he could realize what happened, his movements changed, from the extra domineering president's hands on the bed to the very coquettish wife-like lying on Jiang Lian's chest, relying on both hands to support him subconsciously. Just so that the two bodies are not completely fit.

    Ji Mianzhu's eyes widened in horror, completely missing the appearance of the boss just now.

    He couldn't help swallowing, slightly propped up his upper body and looked nervously at Jiang Lian, whose lips were bent under him with a happy expression.

    "you......"

    With only the first word of a sentence, Jiang Lian let out a short, deep laugh, and his chest shook. Ji Mianzhu, who was lying on the top, could clearly feel the shock, as if it was going to be uploaded from the palm of his hand all the way to the inside of his body, causing his body to numb for a while, and even more powerless.

    But at this time, Jiang Lian's breath brushed past his ears, and his big hand slowly covered the back of his head, exerting a force to slowly press down. The scorching heat caused the sensitive ears to burn vertically up to the cheeks. Ji Mianzhu's brain was also groggy, and she was completely speechless.