The Boss Is So Fierce

Hmph, the little brat found a man without a word, do you really think how many of them are dead?

How long has it been since Mr. Yan lost his temper? I don't know, who can win the fight between the dog man and the boss of Yan?

Thinking of this, I became more and more gloating about trying to watch a play by copying my hands.

"Let's go, you can ask for more happiness. I heard that the boss of Yan has taken several orders in one breath recently, and he seems to be in good spirits."

Firecracker got up and made a 'kind' mention.

"Oh, I suddenly attacked a den of an unknown power in Nia State. I heard that the other party has a lot of background. Unfortunately, when the boss of Yan is angry and has nowhere to go, he can only admit that he is unlucky."

Tang Zhi paused for a moment, then looked back at him: "The other party is not small?"

Firecracker sneered: "Why, after staying in the country for too long, I have no courage? In Nia, that is the place of the boss of the banquet. No matter what your background is, you have to be obedient!"

Tang Zhi's eyelids jumped, she was not worried about this, forget it.

He asked aloud, "When are you going back? I'll have someone take you off."

Domestically, the identity of firecrackers is more inconvenient than overseas.

The firecracker swaggered out of the room and waved his hands indifferently: "What are you worrying about, little brat, I still need you for this crap?"

After speaking, without waiting for an answer, he walked directly outside the mansion.

At the door, there were already several cars waiting there, and the firecrackers got into the car and quickly disappeared from sight.

Tang Zhi pursed his lips, looking a little dazed at this scene.

After a while, he turned back to the mansion and walked to the study.

He Chen sat in front of the desk with the document in his hand. When he saw her coming in, he put it down, looked up at her and said, "Is someone gone?"

"Well, let's go."

Tang Zhi's voice was a little low, and he couldn't hear anything unusual, but inexplicably, He Chen just felt that she didn't seem to be in a good mood.

He got up and walked to the sofa to sit down, then stretched out his hand and pulled the person onto his lap, the slightly warm breath was very close, "Reluctant?"

Tang Zhi paused, "Master Shen asked me twice about this sentence today."

Once because of Mr. He, and once because of firecrackers.

Looking down at He Chen's deep eyes, I was startled, as if something was wrong.

While thinking about it, it seemed that some idea flashed by, but she didn't catch it.

Seeing her contemplation, He Chen's already deep eyes became even deeper.

One hand clasped behind her head, forcing her to tilt her head slightly, her thin lips directly covering it.

The kiss was more forceful than before, and Tang Zhi had to reach out and wrap his arms around his neck in order to let himself breathe a little.

Seeing this, He Chen's eyes darkened, deepening the kiss even more.

I don't know how long it took to let her go.

Tang Zhi took a deep breath of fresh air and regained his senses little by little.

A low and hoarse voice sounded in her ear, "So, don't worry about other people."

Especially other men.

Tang Zhi only felt that the thought in his mind was finally caught, and suddenly the contradiction broke away.

Struggling to get up from He Chen's arms, he wrapped his hands around his neck again, his eyes were facing each other, and his breath was entangled.

The corners of his mouth were raised little by little, and a sly look flashed in his eyes: "Is this kind of vinegar Lord Chen eat too?"

Forget about firecrackers, what kind of business is Mr. He?

Seeing her smiling and mocking, He Chen's eyes were slightly deep, and the hand behind her was slightly harder.

Tang Zhi didn't check for a while, and rushed over.

Before he could react, his lips were pinched again.