All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

Hey!

They also prevented people from sleeping.

He wanted to see who had so many extra long arms.

Ning Zhi lifted the quilt, pulled up his pajamas, and strode towards the entrance.

He opened the door with a swish and kicked it open.

"Oh!"

The drunk boss slammed his neighbor's door, causing the neighbor to curse at him.

As for why there are neighbors, it is because this is the property that the domineering president gave to the original owner. Although it is also a mansion, it is still not as good as where the domineering president himself lives.

Ning Zhi:? ?

Why is it him?

Shouldn't it be the stalker?

The man sitting on the ground with his knees bent had an unhappy look on his face, his handsome eyes and brows were cold.

"Ning Zhi, you are rebelling against the heavens."

This is the domineering boss who supported the original owner, Yan Jingtong.

To be fair, this boss looks pretty good.

Also in good shape.

I'm just blind. I fell in love with that white lotus in Anqu.

Yan Jingtong raised one hand and motioned Ning Zhi to help him up.

Ning Zhi leaned against the door with his arms folded, pretending not to understand what he meant.

"Help me."

Yan Jingtong didn't have much patience, if he hadn't been drunk and dizzy from the collision.

I will definitely not pay any attention to Ning Zhi now.

"Okay, I'll give you one million."

Yan Jingtong frowned, "You haven't changed at all in these years. You're still as superficial as ever."

Ning Zhi sneered, "It's a relationship of support. There's nothing to talk about between us except money. You've crossed the line."

"Don't talk like that. It's not like him at all."

Ning Zhi hissed, "Yes, I'm not like him, I'm more like your father, Mr. Yan, I think it's pretty good outside, you can stay outside tonight."

With that said, he was about to close the door.

But one hand was stuck in the door.

"I'm going to sleep here tonight." Yan Jingtong clung to the door, his breath reeking of alcohol.

He drank a lot of wine tonight because he heard that An Qu was going back to China.

That's why I remembered Ning Zhi's existence.

He couldn't get an ode, so it was nice to hear something similar.

Ning Zhi sneered, "I said no."

"This property is under my name, Ning Zhi, you should know that clearly." Yan Jingtong said as he pushed Ning Zhi's arm away and walked into the door.

You are really good at calculating.

Ning Zhi closed the door and looked at Yan Jingtong's back with a cold look in his eyes.

The original owner didn't say that she was completely devoted to the domineering boss, but because of the domineering boss, she had never come into contact with other men.

I even feel that it feels good to have a house and a boyfriend.

But the fact is, Yan Jingtong only treated him as a toy in his heart, and he didn't even write the original owner's name on the property.

So in the past few years, the original owner was a loser who got nothing.

Being so naive and gullible, it's no wonder that he ended up with a ruined reputation and died in depression.

On the sofa, Yan Jingtong threw his suit jacket and tie on the ground, and waved to Ning Zhi with half-closed eyes.

Ning Zhi raised his eyebrows and walked over, wanting to see how this stingy boss was going to get himself killed.

"This is the first time I've discovered that your lips are very similar to his." Yan Jingtong looked at Ning Zhi's lips obsessively, and even leaned forward to get closer.

"Really? Are there other places similar?"

When Yan Jingtong heard his words, he carefully observed the face of the young man in front of him.

Not like.

Except for the lips, everything else is different.

An Qu is very pretty, like a daisy that is not tainted by the worldly world. She is not as eye-catching, passionate, and beautiful as Ning Zhi, who is aggressive.

He didn't like it before.

But now it still looks beautiful.

Perhaps it was the alcohol that stimulated his hormones. Yan Jingtong felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen as he looked at the young man squatting in front of him.

This was the first time I wanted to get close to him and possess him.

The desire in the man's eyes was too obvious. Ning Zhi curled his lips coldly, stood up and distanced himself from him.

Yan Jingtong immediately reached out and tried to grab him, but caught nothing.

There was half a cup of cold water on the table. Ning Zhi picked it up, turned around and splashed it on his face.

The cold liquid dripped down Yan Jingtong's face, bringing him a sense of clarity.

"Are you sober? If not, I don't mind giving you another drink."

Ning Zhi let go, and the glass fell and hit Yan Jingtong's foot.

Nothing is as stimulating as pain.

Yan Jingtong woke up instantly.

"Ning Zhi, you are looking for death."

He grabbed the remote control from the sofa and threw it at Ning Zhi, wishing he could hit him directly in the face.

"You're angry because of shame." Ning Zhi turned his head away and twirled the ashtray on the table with his fingers.

"Do you know what the consequences are of being stubborn even though you can't hit someone?"

Yan Jingtong put one foot on the table and taunted, "When is it your turn to lecture me? I tell you, since I use my wallet to support you, you can only listen to me in this life. If I want something, you have to give it to me."

"Okay, then let's see if you dare to answer it."

The transparent ashtray hit Yan Jingtong's forehead directly. With a muffled groan, blood gushed out from his forehead.

"That was a great answer. You are worthy of being President Yan."

"As obedient as my dog."

Yan Jingtong covered his wound, blood dripping from his fingers. Half of his face was covered in blood, which made him look even more fierce. "Ning Zhi, you f*cking dared to hit me? Well, if I don't take you down today, I won't be named Yan!"