Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

[140Want to be on the sofa or in the bedroom]

Nangong Jue threw away the book in her hand, held her slender waist with two long arms, pulled her arms, lifted Zhizhi into her arms, made a beautiful arc, and sat down in the young master's favorite position.

Standard posture.

He lowered his head and looked at her, "How is your recovery from your injury?"

Zhizhi looked at his expressionless face with blazing fire in his eyes, lowered his head, covered his chest, and pretended to have a dull expression on his face, "The wound still hurts, even when I touch it, it hurts.

I will wake up unconsciously and feel very sad...it may take a long time to recover..."

"Miss Song," Nangong Jue narrowed his eyes, "your lying skills are still extremely poor."

President Nangong has become a detective again, and he can judge the authenticity of her words at a glance.

His eyes fell downwards, she lowered her head, and then her face suddenly turned green and red.

It turned out that the CEO's hand had been placed on her chest and she, who claimed that it would hurt at the slightest touch, didn't feel anything at all.

"President, your hands are in direct proportion to your character, they complement each other very well."

She was sarcastic with a livid face and ducked back.

He snorted softly, held her body as she fell backward, and began to unbutton the shirt on her chest with two fingers...

Zhizhi raised his hand to block it, but he opened it.

She paused for a moment and reminded, "I am a patient."

You start to attack the beast as soon as you arrive, Nangong Jue, how horny are you!

"An Yi said it's time to change the dressing on your chest," he said, continuing to unbutton her buttons, "Let me change it for you."

Zhizhi was half ashamed and half angry, "I won't change it, I will change it tomorrow."

"Why?"

"I don't want you to change it for me."

"no."

"I have a heart disease and your dressing skills are so poor. What if I die in your hands?"

Her words made him stop for a moment, Nangong Jue's eyes fell on her face, and he said calmly: "I will only let you live, not let you die."

After that, he unbuttoned a row of her shirt and lowered his head to observe the injuries on her chest.

Zhizhi couldn't wear underwear because of the bandage. Her plump and round half-curve was squeezed by the bandage, and her beauty was exposed in front of Nangong Jue.

He asked in a low voice: "Miss Song, do you want to be on the sofa or in the bedroom?"

"bedroom."

After answering, Song Xiaozhi blushed.

Damn it, why does it look so much like the dialogue before the H scene in an porn movie?

Nangong Jue picked her up, lifted the medicine box for changing the dressing in one hand, and walked towards the bedroom with long strides——

Zhizhi noticed that when Nangong Jue was hugging her, he deliberately moved her injured chest away from his strong chest, so as to make room for her pain, and she felt a little moved in her heart.

Walking into the bedroom, he closed the door with his feet, put Zhi Zhiping on the bed, opened the medicine box, and put out bottles of medicine, "Miss Song, order."

Song Xiaozhi arranged the bottles of medicine to be applied one by one, and Nangong Jue began to remove the bandage on her chest...

After taking off his shirt, the bandage circles fell off, revealing his round and smooth pearly shoulders. His exquisite and convex figure was clearly visible, and the perfect and attractive outline of his chest was not a wave.

But it is also difficult to grasp with one hand. The two slender white lotus arms exposed by Luo make her waist as thin as a willow.

Strictly speaking, Song Xiaozhi is not a top beauty. Compared with her plump and graceful figure, she is a bit thin, but every inch of her skin and every smile can arouse the imagination of Young Master Nangong.

His breathing became noticeably heavier.

Song Xiaozhi subconsciously went to cover his chest, but he held his hand.

She raised her head and met his hot eyes. She pursed her dry lips and whispered, "President, you understand that my injury is very serious, right?"

"I don't have the habit of bullying the weak," he replied coldly, with a very indifferent and confident tone, "and I won't do anything to you."

"That's nice to say..." Zhizhi muttered in a low voice and lay down again.

That's really nice to say.

The quenched lust in Young Master Nangong's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and there was heat flowing in his abdomen. His throat began to feel inexplicably dry. He turned his head, picked up a glass of cold water and poured it down his throat to cool down his mind.

Zhizhi, who was naked and had taken off the bandage, watched silently as Master Nangong drank a glass of water with an expressionless face, then drank another glass of water, turned to look at her, and drank another glass of water...

"President, my wound is about to dry. If you can't do it, please call An Yi over." She kindly reminded her for her own health.

"Shut up!" The president showed a rare expression of frustration, "Can I not do it?"

Song Xiaozhi saw Nangong Jue’s stinky and childish behavior for the first time!

Nangong Jue began to apply medicine on her left chest. After applying it one after another, he picked up the bandage and started wrapping it in circles. When the pink bud on her right chest was about to be covered, he paused.

Zhizhi looked at him questioningly, "What's wrong?"

As if he was punishing her for looking so restless, he lowered his head and took the bulge on her chest into his mouth.

He breathed hot breath on her white flesh, rolled his tongue twice around the top, and sucked hard.

"Ah..." Zhizhi suddenly trembled unexpectedly.

When she raised her hand to slap, he had already loosened his lips, picked up the bandage and continued to wrap it, his face expressionless.

After tying it in a knot, he looked up and saw her staring at him fiercely, not moving or speaking.

Nangong Jue stood up and hummed: "Miss Song, please put on your clothes, otherwise I will think you are seducing me."

Zhizhi clearly knew that not only did Young Master Nangong have zero character, his level of shamelessness had exceeded the limit of human endurance!

She pulled up her clothes and slowly put them on. The clothes slowly covered her jade-like body from her waist to her collarbones, and from her collarbones to her shoulders. She picked up the buttons with her fingertips and buttoned them one by one.

.

An enchanting aura arises spontaneously.

Song Xiaozhi raised his lips and smiled lightly, "President, please look away, otherwise I will think you are evil in your heart."

Nangong Jue gave this woman who refused to admit defeat a cold look, turned around and took long strides out of the bedroom.

(Have you ever wondered when you saw the title... My dears, are you all evil, haha? Thank you dear 1113627893 for the silent gift, haha~)