The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

Ji Yanzhi slapped himself several times, tears welling up in pain. The man covered his cheeks and grimaced, "Fuck, that hurts."

Holy shit! This isn't a dream!

pain!It hurts so much!

Li Chenxiao looked at the neurotic man in front of him. His handsome brows wrinkled slightly. He loosened his hands and took a step back.

The man's voice was charming and pleasant, like the sound of nature: "Do I need to call 120 for you?"

Li Chenxiao felt that the person in front of him was a little crazy and didn't look like a normal person.

Ji Yanzhi's whole body suddenly stiffened. His limbs were stiff, his face turned pale, and he looked up with horror.

The man stood under the dim light, his cool and handsome face was so stunning, his deep eyebrows and eyes were icy cold, the dark light fell on him, adding a bit of chilliness.

When he turned around, he saw the ghost Li Jingxing staring at him with an expressionless and frosty face. His eyes looked particularly gloomy, cold and terrifying.

Like a ghost coming to take your life.

“Hehehehe…”

Ji Yanzhi rolled his eyes, his body went limp, and he was so frightened that he fainted again.

Li Chenxiao: “…” Does he look so scary?

When one or two people saw him, they felt like they had seen a ghost.

Ji Qian'an raised his hand in the air awkwardly, and the person fell from his arms.

Oh, I didn’t hold him.

The next day.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Ji Yanzhi was frightened out of a nightmare. He dreamed that Li Jingxing was strangling him in his dream.

The man suddenly sat up from the bed, gasping for breath, opened his eyes with a look of shock on his face and began to look around.

He immediately saw Ji Qian'an sitting on the sofa in a suit and tie. He looked around and saw that this was Ji Qian'an's bedroom. Last night, the man took him back to his home.

The bed he slept on was Ji Qian'an's bed.

Ji Yanzhi: “…”

Ji Yanzhi quickly checked whether his clothes were still there. He hugged himself tightly and yelled at the man drinking coffee opposite him: "Fuck, how did I wake up in your bed?"

Ji Qian took a sip of coffee leisurely and glanced at him nonchalantly: "You fainted yesterday and I was the one who brought you back. Remember to pay the room fee of 50,000 yuan."

The corners of Ji Yanzhi's mouth twitched violently.

"Are you sick?"

"Why don't you go and grab it?"

Ji Qi'an raised his eyebrows lightly and said without comment: "You are the first man to sleep in my bed, fifty thousand is a bargain for you."

Ji Yanzhi: “…” Damn, the five-star presidential suites out there are not as expensive as his.

"You are such a bastard!" The man cursed and picked up his phone to transfer money to him.

He touched the back of his head which still felt a little painful, and looked puzzled: "Hey, why did I faint?"

Ji Qian'an's Alipay account had received the upgrade. He glanced at Ji Yanzhi calmly without saying a word, waiting for him to cover it himself.

Ji Yanzhi's eyes suddenly widened. He turned around and looked at Ji Qian'an in disbelief and laughed: "What the hell? I had a nightmare yesterday. I dreamed that Old Dog Li was not dead. Haha ...

"Old Ji, don't you think this is funny? Hahahaha"

"Even after Li Laogou died, he still looks like a real person, hahaha. But he's still pretty, and a handsome guy!"

“There aren’t even any maggots on your face!”

Ji Qian’an: “…” He really suspected that Ji Yanzhi was a mentally retarded person.