[BL] Did The Domineering President Speak Well Today?

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95.    I will go and see for myself

    From now on, among the most hated flowers in Su Xici, roses can definitely be ranked in the top three.

    From now on, every time Nangong Ran sent him a big bouquet of roses, the shameful scenes of that night would always come to his mind automatically, and then he would throw the roses on the face of that shameless bossy boss.

    But for some reason, he fell in love with the moonlight that night.

    The moon halo spread from thick to light in the sky, and with the bumps of his body, it seemed that two rounds of thick and colorful bright moons appeared in front of his eyes, flowing with gentle love, drowning him in them.

    After doing it twice in the rose bush that night, for three days in a row, the tip of his nose could always smell the fragrance of roses emanating from his body.

    Marinated and tasty.

    From head to toe, from inside to outside, every inch of skin within reach, every strand of hair was smeared with rose juice, and was swallowed by Nangong Yan.

    The only good news is that on the way back to the house, his suit shirt was still hanging on his body, and even his tie was only half torn off.

    Now he just hopes that no one will see him along the way.

    "Shovel up all the roses." Standing on the half slope, Su Xici ordered with a blank expression.

    Wang Sui beside him felt distressed when he saw it, "How much money and manpower was spent on planting it before, and I shoveled it anyway." These are rare and precious varieties, and one plant can be worth half a month's salary.

    Xiao Qun said coolly at the side: "You've become angry from embarrassment."

    As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped by Su Xici.

    "If you don't know idioms, don't say it, it makes people laugh."

    Xiao Qun approached lazily, and Kong Kong pointed to his neckline, "It's not covered."

    Su Xici hurriedly covered his neck.

    "I lied to you." After saying this, he quickly jumped into the patrol car, "I didn't do anything wrong."

    Su Xici stared blankly at the leaving car, his teeth itching with hatred.

    Sensing a scrutinizing gaze, he met his eyes unkindly, "What are you looking at?"

    "It's nothing." Wang Sui looked away from the back of his snow-white neck.

    There is nothing where Xiao Qun pointed, but the back of the neck, and a red mark can be vaguely discerned through the ends of the hair.

    Just standing there with fangs and claws, deeply hurt Wang Sui's eyes.

    Su Xici was dressed in a black and white suit, rigorous and conservative, his every move seemed to be programmed, very boring. On weekdays, what he likes to stare at the most is his gentle and delicate side face and facial features, and the bright red lip color is the only bright color, even if he utters the most serious words, he can immediately grasp it his eyeballs.

    Now there is a mark on the back of the neck that should not be there, like a forbidden fruit tempting to explore, telling him that the body wrapped in a heavy suit, someone has tasted it before, what a delicious ecstasy, so that he forgot how to measure, leaving behind Such deep traces.