Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

Outside the box, two men were guarding the door. Jian Hao winked at them and said, "Watch them."

After he finished speaking, he pushed open the door of the next room, hunched over and ran to Brother Biao, "Brother Biao, I'm sorry, I apologize to you on her behalf."

"She is ignorant, you must not take it to heart."

Jian Hao quickly took out a few tissues from the coffee table, wiped the cream off Brother Biao's clothes, leaned close to his ear and whispered something, then narrowed his eyes.

"Haha." Brother Biao grinned and raised his hand to motion the woman next to him to sit closer.

He put one foot on the knee of the other leg, swaying his feet back and forth, licking his purple-black lips with his white tongue, and said to the woman next to him, "Tonight, brother will love you well."

"Brother Biao, you are so bad!" The woman beat his chest while acting coquettishly.

"Brother Biao, there's me too. You're too partial..." Another woman also came over and kissed him on the face with her big red lips.

"Everyone has a share, everyone has a share, little fairies..." Brother Biao hugged girls on both sides and grinned.

Jian Hao, who was standing by, took a sip from a bottle of beer and said, "After tonight, the money will be in hand. It would be considered marrying above her station for Jian Xiaoan to marry him."

Jian Cheng was like a fool, hugging the woman next to him and biting her randomly, laughing from time to time, "It smells so good..."

Through the door, they could occasionally hear noise coming from the next box.

"Clap clap clap."

Jian Xiaoan stood behind the door and banged on it hard. He raised his hand and pulled the door handle hard, making a clicking sound. "Open the door, Jian Hao, open the door, you bastard!"

clap clap.

"Jian Hao, open the door!"

Beizhe also understood at once and rushed over, "Xiaoan, I'll do it."

He pulled the door handle hard, but found that the door didn't move at all. "What are they going to do?"

After a few rounds, they found themselves trapped in this place.

"Beizhe, what are you doing here?" Jian Xiaoan could only turn around and sit on the sofa, looking at Beizhe vigilantly.

Beizhe faced the door and did not turn around immediately. He felt vaguely dizzy and a warm current flowed up his body to his forehead.

No, it's not the alcohol.

How can you get drunk with half a bottle of wine?

At this moment, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the beer. Looking at the locked door and the man guarding the door, he suddenly realized.

Beizhe clenched his fist and slammed it against the door, the back of his hand turning red from the impact, "Asshole!"

Jian Xiaoan was startled by the sound of him banging on the door just now. She stood up from the sofa and looked at him in horror, "Beizhe, what's wrong with you?"

"No, I'm fine." Beizhe suppressed the heat in his body, turned around and leaned against the door, trying his best to make himself look not so bad.

He couldn't have her under these circumstances.

His behavior yesterday already made him feel very guilty, he had to endure it!

"What are you doing here?" Beizhe let out a long sigh and sat farther away from Jian Xiaoan.

Jian Xiaoan did not let down her guard and sat further away. "Jian Hao said he wanted to see me, so I came."

"Oh, by the way, I met Teacher Wen yesterday, and I have already explained to Teacher Wen the misunderstanding between us."

Beizhe lowered his head, closed his eyes, and sweat began to form on his palms. He could feel a fire burning from the soles of his feet to his brain.

His face began to turn red, and a strong hidden desire surged in his waist and abdomen like a flood.

The lights in the room were a little dim. He raised his head, his eyes fixed on Jian Xiaoan in the distance. Her face began to become blurry, and even her voice began to be tainted with desire, which gradually entered his eardrums and agitated every nerve in his body.

He shook his head vigorously and pounded his forehead with one fist.

"Beizhe, are you listening to me?"

Jian Xiaoan saw Beizhe's wandering eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. She hurriedly stood up and walked in front of him, bending down and looking at him, "What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Beizhe felt his whole body getting hotter and hotter, and the feeling was like ants eroding every inch of his skin.

His face began to turn red, veins on his forehead popped out, and his eyes stared at Jian Xiaoan.

"Xiao An, stay away from me." His voice was hoarse and low.

Jian Xiaoan looked at him as if he was a bloodthirsty lion that wanted to bite off her neck, so she hurriedly backed away.

"What's wrong with you?" she continued.

"Xiao An, I, I was drugged."

"Medicine? What medicine?" Jian Xiaoan seemed not to understand and asked him.

After saying this, Beizhe turned around and rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on his face.

clap clap clap...

The cold water did not cool him down, but made him even hotter.

He looked up at himself in the mirror, his thin lips slightly parted, breathing heavily.

He can't bear it anymore!

"Beizhe, are you okay?" Jian Xiaoan's voice came from the box again.

Her voice is always so gentle, sounding soft and smooth, like beautiful notes entering his ear canal.

Beizhe turned around and walked out, his towering Adam's apple rolling up and down, "Xiao An, after tonight, can we get married?"

He knew that he might not be able to escape tonight. Moreover, the woman in front of him was the one he had tried every means to get. Perhaps everything that happened today was God's will.

Thinking of this, Beizhe walked straight towards Jian Xiaoan.

He wanted to stop, but the burning feeling made him move closer to her.

"Beizhe, don't be impulsive." Jian Xiaoan then realized the seriousness of the matter. She picked up the bottle of wine on the table and pointed at Beizhe.

With her other hand, she quickly searched for her cell phone in her bag. Her fingers were shaking as she quickly slid open the screen and hurriedly pressed "1". This was Fu Nanchen's number.

beep...

beeping.....

"Fu Nanchen, answer it! Answer it!" Jian Xiaoan stomped her feet, without taking her eyes off Beizhe.

Her act of making a phone call seemed to anger him, and Beizhe rushed over to snatch the phone. Jian Xiaoan raised her hands high and hid aside around the coffee table.

"Beizhe, what are you doing?"

As soon as the call was connected, Jian Xiaoan hurriedly shouted, "Fu Nanchen, save me!"

When he heard Fu Nanchen's name, he was completely enraged. He had been trying hard to suppress his impulse, but now he exploded.

What did she think of him? Was she so obsessed with other men?

"I am here......"

Snapped!

Before Jian Xiaoan finished speaking, Beizhe rushed over, snatched the phone away, and hung up on her. He slammed the phone to the ground and yelled at her, "Xiaoan, what do you think I am? A beast? Or a hooligan?"

He thought that he had just saved his last bit of sanity for her, but he didn't expect that in her eyes he was actually a hooligan.

How could she do this!

Beizhe's eyes revealed a sinister look. He stared at Jian Xiaoan, breathing heavily, grabbing her slender wrist with one hand and pushing her towards the sofa behind him.

Jian Xiaoan didn't stand firmly, and her whole body crashed onto the sofa. She struggled hard to get up...

"Beizhe, go away!"

She shouted at him...