Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

[105 President Nangong is a monster]

Nangong Jue's eyes were narrowed and his face was ashen and black, "What is your identity? When will it be your turn to defend him?"

"I'm the assistant to the president, Song Xiaozhi." Zhizhi pointed to the employee badge on his chest, "I can't stand your harshness on Nangong Mo. Why, can't you say it?"

"Master, Miss Song has no other intentions." Upon seeing this, An Yan, who followed, quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, "Master, you are tired from the journey, so you should go back to the office and rest first."

Song Xiaozhi was not a fool. She glanced at Nangong Jue and then at the panicked An Yan. Then she realized that Nangong was not easy to offend at this time, so she stopped struggling and let him hold her, lying in his arms without any hesitation.

Speak.

Nangong Jue lowered his head and glanced at the woman lying in his arms, and the anger on his face dissipated a little.

He likes smart and well-behaved women.

"Brother," Nangong Yu walked out of the elevator, frowning as he spoke, "The design drawings have been sent over, and the agreements have all been signed. Alas... This auction has been put together, plus the repairs of six fighter jets.

We really lost hundreds of millions this time."

Song Xiaozhi shook his head secretly, "Tsk, tsk, big CEOs sometimes get frustrated too!"

Nangong Jue noticed her tiny movement and glared at her with a look that could devour people alive. Then she honestly put away her sneer and said nothing.

This man was so domineering to the extreme that he even had to control her expression.

Song Xiaozhi was held in Nangong Jue's right arm and walked all the way to the CEO's office on the tenth floor...

She neither resisted nor said much, and relied on this humanoid taxi to feel at ease and happy.

There are all kinds of scandals, and she has begun to learn to calm down.

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In the CEO's room, Nangong Jue threw Zhizhi on the sofa, took off his coat and threw it aside, opened his tie and opened two buttons, sat next to Song Xiaozhi, put his arm around her and leaned towards her.

Song Xiaozhi could see his tantalizing chest muscles through the open buttons. He withdrew his gaze and said in a helpless tone: "When did the CEO's life needs include being your human body pillow?"

He didn't answer, but leaned directly against her, wrapping his hands around her slender waist.

After hugging her for a while, she frowned in displeasure and said, "Ms. Song, if you gain weight from now on, I won't feel comfortable holding her."

"Young Master Nangong, you and I are not the same size. You don't have to force yourself to hug me. There are many beauties out there who are round and beautiful."

Bright eyes, white teeth, and a charming smile.

The way she laughs and talks ironically is really tempting to watch.

"What I want is the taste that only you have." Nangong Jue's voice was warm and pure.

Zhi Zhi is relieved that President Nangong is not too beastly, at least what he said is not that I want your body.

"I can't work if you hold me." Zhizhi felt him getting closer and closer, and shrank back, "President, as a blood-sucking and unblinking capitalist, can you tolerate me not working and getting paid?

?”

"This is my business, you don't need to worry."

Nangong Jue's short sentence refuted her thoughts.

Zhizhi leaned against him and smelled the reassuring smell on his body. She raised her eyes lazily and said, "Since you said so, if I fall asleep, you can't blame my miner."

He said nothing, clasping her oval face with one hand, brushing away a few strands of hair from her forehead, and asked in a low voice: "Miss Song, I want to do other things with you now."

The pupils are like pools, with residual mist, curling up and moistening the heart.

When Zhizhi met his eyes, her heart skipped a beat. When he got closer, her heart began to beat wildly.

"What's the matter?" Her calm tone was inconsistent with her red face.

"What I want to do."

Nangong Jue lowered his head and his thin lips instantly covered hers.

Domineering, scorching, and full of fire.

Zhizhi's mind exploded with a bang, countless clouds floated up, it was so foggy that he couldn't remember anything, and his thinking failed.

"you……"

Her words were swallowed into his mouth, he plundered and possessed her, and he still nibbled and kissed her in such an intrusive manner.

Zhizhi, however, couldn't even use the strength to grab his shirt.

What's wrong...why did he kiss her until she was weak and electric shock all over her body?

Nangong Jue, this cold-blooded man, is so evil at this moment...

Song Xiaozhi leaned on the sofa, her body unable to exert any strength. She could only feel Nangong Jue's hand on her chest, unbuttoning her buttons one by one.

He lovingly covered the snow-white skin around her waist, twirling and moving slowly with his fingertips.

Zhizhi was still in a fog because of the kiss just now, and her body lay softly in his arms, breathing lightly.

Nangong Jue's thin and slightly rough fingertips brushed against her jade flesh, causing her to tremble slightly.

As he looked at her charming expression with narrowed eyes and panting lightly, his brain was set on fire, burning violently, causing his usually clear-headed sanity to slowly fade away.

Nangong Jue leaned down and kissed her forehead and cheek.

Every kiss was deep, heavy, and so hot that it seemed to burn her together.

His hickeys spread downwards one by one, sliding over her beautiful and protruding collarbones, chest...

Finally, she stopped in front of the ravine where she stood proudly.

The lust in his eyes became heavier and his breathing became more intense, "Song Xiaozhi."

Zhizhi opened his eyes and said in a soft voice, "Nangong Jue, this is the behavior of Mr. Bird, stop it immediately."

"Your taste," he still said in a domineering tone, but his tone was several times gentler than usual, "I like it."

"The smell of you." Zhizhi called for reason in his mind and reached out to push him, "I don't like it."

Nangong Jue grabbed her little hand that was placed in front of his chest and uttered two words, "Give it to me."

Zhizhi raised his eyelids, and his handsome face reflected in a pair of black pupils was extremely clear, "What?"

"you."

"No."

She blushed, but her tone was still stubborn and domineering, "Nangong Jue, if you touch me now, it is rape, and I will definitely hate you for the rest of my life."

"I want it," his tone was extremely firm and domineering, "Whether you give it to me, I want it."

As soon as Nangong Jue finished speaking, he picked her up and walked toward the inner room————

I know that there is chaos in every corner.

Nangong absolutely wants her!

She wants to be Nangong Jue's woman...