After being reborn, he was kissed crazy by a paranoid boss

Lying in Li Sijue's arms, Jiang Qing had a vague guess in his heart.

It must be because she said Li Sijue was old that he was angry.

So, when being hugged by a man and walking into the room.

Jiang Qing stretched out her soft hand, put her arms around his neck, and acted softly.

"Li Sijue, you're not old at all."

"I was the one who said the wrong thing."

Li Sijue remained silent, his long and narrow eyes slowly falling.

The dark color of the fundus makes it impossible to see the real emotion.

After putting Jiang Qing on the bed, Li Sijue lowered his voice.

Kneeling on the bed on one knee, whispering words in her ear.

Make a sound slowly.

"Qingqing, it doesn't matter whether you are old or not."

"For you, is it more important that other places are big?"

While talking, Li Sijue held Jiang Qing's hand and touched it faintly.

With her eyes widened, Jiang Qing looked at Li Sijue.

"You, when did you..."

Asking, Jiang Qing's fair face was stained with pink.

I can't believe it, Li Sijue can just say da now?

"Heh." He hooked his lips and smiled lightly.

Li Sijue bent down lightly, and slowly leaned towards Jiang Qing.

His big hands pressed tightly on Jiang Qing's shoulders.

Both strong and domineering.

"Qingqing, don't change the subject."

"answer me."

"Do you care more about age, or about it?"

Jiang Qing's hand was still trembling on it, without moving.

Her face was wrinkled, and she looked at Li Sijue pitifully.

"Li Sijue, please..."

"Please forgive me, I know I was wrong."

There was no light on in the room.

Only the warm yellow street lamps in the yard reflected in.

It was dimly lit.

However, Jiang Qing could still see his strong desire from the man's face.

Hearing Jiang Qing's words, Li Sijue pressed even deeper towards her.

With a hoarse voice.

"Qingqing doesn't answer me, it must be because she doesn't feel enough."

As he spoke, he kissed Jiang Qing's neck.

"I should let Qingqing experience it more deeply."

After finishing speaking, Li Sijue put his hands on the back of Jiang Qing's head.

Closing his eyes, he kissed Jiang Qing's lips.

A strong masculine breath rushed towards his face, and Jiang Qing put his hands on his chest.

His facial features were wrinkled into a ball, pitifully authentic.

"Brother Sijue, please."

"We just... last night..."

"I'm not well."

"You love Qingqing, let me go tonight, okay?"

The soft and waxy voice almost made Li Sijue's emotions reach their peak.

He crawled on Jiang Qing's body, panting heavily, but he could not be refuted.

"Qingqing, if brother Sijue doesn't love you."

"You can't get up in bed today."

"So, now is the time for you to love me."

Burning all over, he bit Jiang Qing's earlobe.

Then, he used his lips to firmly block her mouth...

I don't know when, there was a heavy rain outside the window.

Lightning and thunder, rumbling.

The raindrops fell, crackling and hitting the trees outside the window.

Huge sound, strong. Strong. Deep. Thick.

Like Li Sijue's love.

The cold wind kept whistling, as if eagerly looking for a breakthrough.

The more anxious you are, the more intense it becomes.

The louder the noise.

It wasn't until dawn that the rain stopped slowly.

A pair of big hands lay across Jiang Qing's waist.

Li Sijue had a hoarse voice.

"Qingqing, are you comfortable?"

"Yeah." Jiang Qing was so sleepy that she nodded in a daze.

Lying on the bed, the woman's long black hair was messy, her skin was white and her lips were red.

Because of the fanatical entanglement just now, her delicate and small face was slightly wet.

Add a bit of charm and sexiness to her.

Seeing this, Li Sijue rolled his throat uncontrollably.

Such Jiang Qing was trained and taught by him.

And only he can see it.

It belongs to him alone.

………………

the next day.

Jiang Qing vaguely heard the sound of an alarm clock ringing.

She half-opened her eyes, ready to get up.

Li Sijue, who was naked to the waist, swung his long arms and turned off her alarm clock.

Then, he hugged her and curled up under the warm blanket.

"It's better to be lazy today."

"I'll accompany you."

The sound of just waking up, hoarse and magnetic.

Jiang Qing was a little cold, and her waist was a little uncomfortable.

Thinking of something, she put her arms around Li Sijue's neck, and continued to lie down.

Sure enough, it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

When Jiang Qing woke up again.

Her aunt is here.

In the bathroom, Li Sijue looked depressed.

"Auntie seven days?"

Holding her waist, Jiang Qing raised her eyebrows.

"Ok!"

There was a bit of schadenfreude on his face.

Li Sijue couldn't help curling his lips into a smile.

He hugged Jiang Qing in his arms.

"Qingqing, do you think I won't be able to touch you if you come to Auntie?"

Jiang Qing raised his head, his expression was indescribable.

"Li Sijue, you won't be so perverted, will you?"

Li Sijue looked down at her, and bit her ear bitterly.

"I mean, I don't need to touch where you bleed..."

"It can also make you too tired to get out of bed."

Jiang Qing, "..."

slip away.

Can't be provoked, can't you hide?

After Jiang Qing changed her clothes and was about to go out, Li Sijue handed her a thermos.

And brought her a shawl.

"Drink more hot water and keep warm."

Jiang Qing curved her lips and smiled, "I know."

Then, the two went out together.

Jiang Qing went to Mingji Tea House, while Li Sijue went to work in the company.

The backyard of Mingji Tea House.

Thirteen tea masters were dressed in white cheongsams with their hair tied together.

They are all about 1.6 meters five in height, and everyone is very beautiful.

A photographer is taking pictures of them.

Jiang Qing appeared wearing a purple shawl, and Deng Rin greeted her.

"Miss Jiang, according to your instructions, the photographer has already taken pictures of each of them making tea."

Jiang Qing stepped forward slowly.

The cheongsams on them have all been changed.

The change is decent and generous, elegant and dignified.

As soon as they saw Jiang Qing, they called out in unison.

"Miss Jiang."

The photographer was a woman in her 30s, who was walking towards Jiang Qing with her camera in hand.

"Miss Jiang, I don't know what style you want?"

"Everyone shoots a group of videos, I want to make a promotional video for Mingji Tea House..."

Jiang Qing stated her request, and the photographer understood.

According to Jiang Qing's request, he first photographed the process of making tea by the tea artisan, and then went to the back mountain to photograph the entire tea garden.

"Miss Jiang, I'll take it home and edit it. Can I show you the finished film tomorrow?"

Jiang Qing nodded, "OK."

When filming, she saw it, and it was much better than she expected.

The next day, Jiang Qing was in the Hanlu box.

The cameraman sent her the full video.

It mainly promotes tea culture, whether it is the scenery of the tea house or the tea masters who make tea.

They all give people a classic charm.

It is the slow-paced life that the impetuous people like most at the moment.

Therefore, once the video was broadcast, it attracted the attention of many people.

The number of guests in Box 24 gradually increased.

On this day, Jiang Qing and Guan Jun were watching tea in the back mountain.

Zhang Kui, the tea artisan, hurried in.

"It's not good, Miss Jiang."

"Guan Deng offended someone."

"They got into a fight..."