The boss of the empire was blown up by me

"What didn't happen, who knows."

Being hugged like this is always too intimate, An Xiaoqi instinctively wants to go down.

But the more she struggled, the tighter the man imprisoned her.

His voice was low and deep, and he warned: "Be quiet for me." The throat bone rolled slightly, "It's a fire, are you responsible or not?"

Then An Xiaoqi didn't dare to move around anymore, but still pinched the flesh on the socket of his heart wickedly:
"Zhan Xijue, don't think that if you compromise with me a little or two, I can ignore the past and give you a good face."

Zhan Xijue let her pinch the flesh on his chest without feeling any pain, "Come on, tell me, what was the idea of ​​using my phone to provoke Wen Shuning earlier?"

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows: "Don't you know? Just like you guessed, I just want to use the live broadcast platform of Bai Yuelan Music Festival to expose her as a slut in front of audiences across the country."

She pursed her lips and frowned her beautiful eyebrows, "Because the reason you tipped off to Li Shenmu is very likely to cause Wen Shuning to give up attending tonight's awards ceremony. So I thought, if you came forward in person and said that you would watch the ceremony , with her determination to bring you back, she will definitely not let go of this opportunity to please you."

Zhan Xijue fiddled with the broken hair falling from her ears, "So, you take me as bait?"

"Otherwise?" An Xiaoqi patted his hand stroking her hair away, "She can only participate in the awards ceremony if you show up." After a pause, "Why, are you reluctant?"

When he said this, An Xiaoqi's hand slipped into Zhan Xijue's collar, and his soft fingers circled his heart.

The light or heavy force made Zhan Xijue's blood soar.

He felt that An Xiaoqi was a trained vixen, let alone beat Wen Shuning for her now, he was willing to give it to him if it took his life.

He quickly let out a short muffled sound from his larynx, turned over and pushed An Xiaoqi onto the sofa, placing him on top of her.

An Xiaoqi saw herself and the most primitive aggression in the man's eyes in his pink eyes.

She clicked her tongue and kicked his stomach with her foot: "I thought you were so difficult to seduce."

Zhan Xijue's breath approached, "You provoked me."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to kiss him, but An Xiaoqi refused to let him do so.

She stretched out her hand to block in front of him, and said: "Before now, I don't know who said that I owe this meat first, and sooner or later, I will tell you to be eaten willingly."

Zhan Xijue: "..."

"Mr. Zhan, do you think I look like I am willing to be eaten by you? How is it different from forcing a dead body if you force it like this?"

Zhan Xijue was furious, his eyes were red, and he pinched her chin: "Then you still provoke me?"

After getting along for a long time, An Xiaoqi can probably feel some of Zhan Xijue's temper.

She's not afraid of him now, she sneered, "I just want to see you being dissatisfied with desire and unable to relieve it, it's so satisfying."

Zhan Xijue: "..."

"How about it, Mr. Zhan. If you can get Wu Daqiang and Wen Shuning's mother back from Li Shenmu, and make sure they can appear at tonight's award ceremony, I can consider dating you, how about it?"

"Dating?" Zhan Xijue's peachy eyes overflowed with sarcasm, "You belong to me, so why are you dating?"

An Xiaoqi said in a rather innocent tone: "It is said that marriage is a besieged city, and a marriage without love is like a tomb where not a blade of grass grows in it. Mr. Zhan, our marriage is already in jeopardy. If there is love, we can't say for sure. It will blossom and bear fruit, and we will have daughters in groups in the future."

"If you want to use me, just say it, what are you talking about?"

Zhan Xijue is now used to being used by An Xiaoqi, but he thinks An Xiaoqi's proposal is quite good.

It is said that love is the lubricant of marriage, if this dog woman agrees to fall in love with him, it may not be a good start.

"Why should I trust you?"

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows: "With your greedy old lady's body, what do you say?"

Zhan Xijue pinched her face: "An Xiaoqi, you are really shameless."

An Xiaoqi was indifferent to his sarcasm, and said with a faint smile: "To each other." Then, she stretched out a slender finger to poke Zhan Xijue's eyebrows, and said in a leisurely tone, "Mr. Zhan, think about it? "

Zhan Xijue was bewitched by her, and he agreed: "I agree."

The trick succeeded, the woman smiled at him, her eyebrows curved: "Mr. Zhan, then you can go find Wen Shuning Xiaobaihua later."

Zhan Xijue: "..."

An Xiaoqi looked at his cool and handsome face, "What's the matter? Didn't you personally pick up and deliver Miss Wen's concerts in the past? You shouldn't pick her up for such an important awards ceremony. Is it?"

"I won't go."

An Xiaoqi felt very uncomfortable being suppressed by Zhan Xijue to speak like this, she put her wrist around his neck, trying to sit up and talk.

"You can't go. In order to gain Miss Wen's trust, you have to pick her up." As she spoke, her pink lips deliberately brushed Zhan Xijue's neck, and then rubbed against his ear, "Honey, you Will you go?"

Zhan Xijue was hooked.

Grabbing her waist with big hands, he helped her up from the sofa, lowered his head and took a deep breath of fragrance from An Xiaoqi's white and tender neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "You're used to it!"

Zhan Xijue felt that he had fallen!
He found An Xiaoqi's lips, and pinched her waist. When An Xiaoqi screamed in pain, he drove straight in the next second.

To be honest, An Xiaoqi did not object to kissing him.

There is a cool-toned fragrance on him, the kind that is lingering and faint, and bewitching.

For a few seconds, she stared blankly at a handsome face that was close to Chi Chi, and she did not resist as a ghost.

For An Xiaoqi's rare obedience, Zhan Xijue overflowed with unspeakable joy from the depths of his chest.

After a kiss.

He kissed her flushed cheeks, and placed another kiss between her brows, with a hoarse and gentle voice, "Good girl."

The man's eyes were full of red flames, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes looked too coquettish because of the unconcealable excitement, which made him a little more seductive.

What's more, when he whispered to her "be good girl", An Xiaoqi felt her heart palpitate violently, and she was a little flustered.

……

**
An hour later, the latest treatment situation of Mo Linfeng came from Shengjing.

Although his life was saved, Mo Linfeng showed no sign of waking up. Experts said that if the patient does not wake up within three days, there is a high probability of becoming a vegetable.

When An Xiaoqi received this message from An Jifeng, she had just copied the evidence of Wen Shuning's promiscuity from the computer to a USB flash drive.

She handed the copied USB flash drive to Zhao Xiaowu behind her: "I've given you all the materials, and the rest depends on your ability to overcome the firewall."

Zhao Xiaowu: "Pediatrics."

After Zhao Xiaowu left, An Xiaoqi called An Jifeng back and talked for a few minutes about Mo Linfeng's injury.

After the phone call ended, someone suddenly slammed on the door of An Xiaoqi's hotel room.

She saw Wen Shihaoshi who seemed to have escaped from the sewer through the cat's eyes, and opened the door.

As soon as Wen Shihao entered the door, he went to the bathroom.

She stripped herself naked from top to bottom, and only when she soaked comfortably in the bathtub did she say to An Xiaoqi:

"Miss An, I ran out of the sewer at home." Then I sneezed, "Please call my agent for me and ask him to make arrangements with the organizer. Tonight, I will attend the Bai Yuelan Awards Ceremony as an award presenter."

An Xiaoqi leaned against the frosted glass door, looked at the woman whose skin was smoother than milk even though she was bathed in milk, and said with a smile:
"Princess Wen, with all due respect, although you are well-known in the entertainment industry, to be honest, you really don't have any outstanding works. Is it impossible to attend as an award presenter?"

Wen Shihao: "..."

"But it's different to attend as an investor. I heard that Wen's Jiutian Film and Television Group is the organizer of this event, and you, as the group favorite of the Wen family, gave the award-winning Wen Shuning Does presenting the award better highlight your identity as Princess Wen?"

After a pause, he said in a casual tone, "After all, there are many black fans attacking you on the Internet. They not only form a group to scold you for relying on unspoken rules, but also sneer at you for imitating Wen Shuning's dressing and dressing up... If it comes out at this time that you are Princess Wen It's a wealthy family, Wen Shuning is the lowly guy who can do his best, isn't it more satisfying?"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Shihao stood up excitedly from the bathtub, "Damn, why didn't this princess think of it? An Xiaoqi, you are simply my lucky general."

An Xiaoqi pushed away her body that was about to pounce on her in disgust,
"However, my ugly words are up front. You have to think ahead, can you afford the consequences of doing so? After all, as far as I know, Wen Shuning is a pawn used by your father to win over Shangguan Qi, You ruined his pawn, can he spare you?" After a pause, "Also, there is probably no possibility for you and Li Shenmu, that heartless man."

Wen Shihao knew what An Xiaoqi said.

But, she can't control that much now.

Wen Shuning robbed her of her man, and caused her to be locked up by her father, she couldn't swallow this breath at all.

"It's a big deal that I can replace Wen Shuning and marry Shangguan Qi." Wen Shi said angrily, "In short, this princess will definitely not let Wen Shuning, a bitch, enter the house and ride on top of my head."

An Xiaoqi didn't say anything else, and turned around to get a change of clothes for Wen Shihao.

……

**
At the other end, Wen Shuning looked at the woman in the smoky blue cheongsam in the dressing mirror. She was wearing so elegantly, but she wore all sorts of styles.

She is very satisfied with the effect of this cheongsam.

It is pure and clean, but it has a glamorous aura, but it lacks some accessories.

She was thinking about whether to wear a jade collarbone chain or a pearl necklace when the phone on the table vibrated.

She glanced at the note on the caller ID: A Jue.

My heart was jumping for joy, but I pretended to be reserved for seven or eight seconds before connecting.

"Ah Jue..."