On how to prevent the president from skipping work

With a click, the Prosecutor opened the belt buckle on his waist, and slowly took off his suit pants, revealing two slender and straight legs. The only remaining fabric on his body wrapped his buttocks. Judging from the ups and downs of the curve, this man is quite There is material.

He Ling's body is frail and frail, but his flesh and blood are well-proportioned. Although he came from an ordinary background, because he studied well since he was a child, his parents, brothers and sisters all borne his livelihood, so he didn't suffer much.He is nearly 1.8 meters tall, with fair and smooth skin, a slender and well-proportioned skeleton, and a good foundation. Except for lack of muscles, he basically has no shortcomings - of course, this shortcoming will also become history in the near future.

Boxing is such a good thing!Qi Yongxu didn't blink his eyes, and his saliva was about to flow down. Which genius invented this thing?Later, he will burn two sticks of incense for others.

He Ling opened the closet by the wall and took out two brand new unopened boxer shorts, put one on by himself, threw the other to Qi Yongxu, and patted his face: "Don't take it off, do you want me to help you? "

Qi Yongxu howled like a wolf, stripping himself down to a pair of underwear.

Before putting on boxing pants, He Ling stopped him.He took out the vaseline he bought earlier, poured out a large ball of it, rubbed it with his hands, and wiped it on Qi Yongxu's face.

He Ling's movements can be described as gentle, his slender fingers caressed Qi Yongxu's cheeks carefully, then his shoulders, chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and back.The careful caress of his lover made Mr. Qi close his eyes with enjoyment. Little did he know that the role of Vaseline in actual boxing is to "lubricate the skin to avoid lacerations caused by friction when being attacked by boxing gloves". Listen to what it means to put Vaseline all over his body.

Let's put it this way, it is necessary to apply Vaseline only where you will be beaten.A slick Mr. Qi covered in Vaseline, it is obvious what the prosecutor is trying to do to him. Only the boxing rookie Bai Qi is not aware of the coming crisis at all.

After finishing all this, He Ling took out the hand straps and boxing gloves, and patiently taught Qi Yongxu how to equip, and even squatted down to put on Qi Yongxu's crotch protector and loose boxing pants.

Qi Yongxu was numb from He Ling's gentle treatment. When he was wearing the crotch protector, He Ling's face was very close, and his breath sprayed on Qi Yongxu's thighs. The crotch protector couldn't be worn well, and He Ling didn't feel annoyed at all, just flicked his fingernails lightly, and said with a smile: "Not good."

Damn!This evildoer's way is too deep, I can't bear it anymore!Qi Yongxu trembled for a while, and shouted to the sky.

He Ling let go of the dizzy Qi Yongxu, took off his glasses, tied his hand straps, and then put on the gloves. The feeling of swinging was fixed. The two fists were at the same line of sight as the front and the back. With his chin lowered, Qi Yongxu Stretch out.

"let's start."

Although Qi Yongxu is a novice in boxing, he is a master of black belt in Taekwondo, and his consciousness is still good. He immediately imitated He Ling's starting style and adjusted his center of gravity.

"The center of gravity is a little further forward, the hands are raised, and the arms are tightened," He Ling instructed: "Keep at least one punch to protect your head at all times, except for the moment when you punch and attack—your posture is too loose."

When the last word fell, a punch had already struck like lightning, Qi Yongxu was startled, and with the fastest reaction, he only turned his head away a little bit, the red glove hit the right cheek, He Ling controlled it The greasy Vaseline on Qi Yongxu's face also played a very good protective role. This punch only slid down his face, which was slightly hot, but did not really hurt.

He Ling retracted his fist without giving Qi Yongxu time to breathe: "Come again, be careful."

Before Qi Yongxu could react, the left cheek was slapped again.

"Wow! You're serious!" Mr. Qi croaked, but he didn't get any sympathy from his lover. The third punch came one after another, and this punch He Ling slowed down even more, so that Qi Yongxu could see him come out. The trajectory of the fist.

Qi Yongxu is so lucky to be a taekwondo underworld master, he subconsciously shrunk his neck and lowered his head, and He Ling's straight fist passed over his head.

A hint of interest flashed in He Ling's eyes: "That's it, use a dive to dodge the attack on the head."

"Well, let's teach these today."

Before Qi Yongxu had time to be happy, he heard He Ling say again: "Next, it's my turn."

Mr. Qi... Mr. Qi didn't even have a chance to speak, only to see that He Ling's speed suddenly increased to a higher level, and then the attack hit him like a torrential rain. His eyes were covered with shaking red gloves, and the beautiful eyes of the boxer were both murderous and smiling.

He Ling shot very restrainedly, seeing the heavy shadows of the fists was terrifying, in fact, he had already retracted most of his strength halfway, and the remaining five points, the Vaseline slipped another point, and finally fell on Qi Yongxu, it hurts, a little bit My son is in pain, and I can't escape being covered in bruises, but it's not unbearable.

It's more of a psychological trauma...

He was wrong, he really thought wrong.

Qi Yongxu burst into tears, under He Ling's order to "block! Dodge to the left! Lean back!", he passively defended indiscriminately, but in return "too weak! Too slow! Don't duck!"

Day!被揍成狗的齐总终于崩溃了，怪叫一声，扑上去一把抱住凶残的爱人，死死不放。

He Ling stopped ravaging, with a half-smile: "Hey, you can hug without a teacher."

Before Qi Yongxu had time to eat two mouthfuls of tofu proudly, he felt that He Ling was grabbing his belt forcefully, and then the world spun, and his whole body was thrown flying 360 degrees.

A beautiful hug and throw.

How naive, thinking that he only knows how to box after he has lived for thousands of years?

He Ling took a few long breaths on the spot. This body is still too weak, and it won't work after just a few blows. Moreover, his strength is too weak, and he has no skills. If he meets a professional boxer, it may not be possible in his current physical condition. can win.

Qi Yongxu lay sprawled on the ground, staring blankly at the lights on the ceiling.The earth is too scary, he wants to go back to his mother's womb.His vision suddenly dimmed, and the assistant's handsome face appeared above. Qi Yongxu felt his heart skip a beat. He wanted to hide, but the other party was faster than him, and with a kick, he sat on his waist.

The lover's cheeks were flushed after strenuous exercise, and dripping sweat slid down the ascetic chin, feeling the warmth and elasticity from under the thin boxer pants, Qi Yongxu blushed, and his expression was rippling again.

——So if you want to cheer up the pervert immediately, sex lure is the most effective!

He Ling finished venting at this time, and was in a good mood. He took off his gloves, bent down and touched the boss's face, and asked softly, "Is boxing fun?"

"Fun."

"Is it cool?"

"Cool."

"Are you coming tomorrow?"

"...Come on!" Qi Yongxu completely submissive, he is now a quail being skewered on the grill.

Sweaty all over, the two took a shower in the independent shower room of the combat room, changed into clean casual clothes, looked at each other, and took off the serious suit leather. They both seemed to be several years younger. Then it became flying.

After walking out of the club, Qi Yongxu began to yell and cry, but he firmly remembered his lover's promise to make dinner for him. He Ling glanced at him, and said with a faint smile: "I can't do without you."

In the city that has just entered winter, the lights are beginning to come on.On the bustling street outside the club, the young man was wearing an off-white short coat, linen gray trousers, and a long scarf casually wrapped around twice, hiding his slightly smiling chin.

When he stood under the neon lights of the city and looked back at you, those eyes seemed to gather the prosperity and splendor of the world, but deep down in his eyes contained the unknown and mysterious past.It seems that after a long, long time of loneliness, I have never spoken to others, and I only silently give everything I see with sincerity and tenderness.

He is obviously such a strong person like a lone wolf, but he was born with the most gentle eyes in the world.Qi Yongxu is like a poor traveler walking in the boundless snow, meeting a lone wolf head-on, they stared at each other for a long time, and chose to approach cautiously.

I am hungry and cold, and you are hungry, but we promise not to hurt each other.Snuggle together to keep warm, the harsh winter is no longer barren.

——This is the person I love.I want to hold your hand and walk with you for three lives and three lives, seeing all the myriads of the world.

"Hurry up and keep up." The man slightly turned his head away from his gaze, his tone a bit stiff.

Qi Yongxu grinned, blinked his slightly sour eyes, and followed behind his lover.

The two returned to He Ling's residence, which was rented when Comrade Xiao He had just graduated and had no job. At that time, He Ling's economic conditions were very poor, so the rented house was not big. Renovated to make the residence more comfortable.

After enjoying the cooking skills of the Prosecutor, who is comparable to a star chef, Qi Yongxu lay on He Ling's newly bought large water bed, smelling the faint manly breath on the sheets, and said as if he had ascended to heaven: "Baby, there is an innocent girl here." The handsome and handsome man who returned home was captured by you with delicious food, so I had no choice but to agree with him."

He Ling put his toes under Mr. Qi's belly, and gently lifted it up. The handsome man immediately rolled twice on the water bed.

Qi Yongxu scrambled back and wanted to be a demon again. The assistant had already got under the quilt and patted his boss's dog's head: "Go to sleep."

"Wang." Qi Yongxu wagged his tail and licked his master's face, and covered the quilt beautifully.

The next day, Mr. Qi came to work in his assistant's silver Benz. He got off first in the parking lot and stood aside, waiting for He Ling to back the car into the parking space. A black Lexus drove by slowly, and he moved aside .

He Ling quickly parked the car and came out. Qi Yongxu went up to hold his hand, but was avoided by the assistant. Before the president could be wronged, He Ling straightened his tie with both hands, and smoothed his fingers against his chest: " It's disrespectful."

Mr. Qi, that little deer bumped around, caught his assistant and gnawed his mouth: "Xianhui."

"Cough cough!" A few false coughs came from not far away, and the two followed the sound. Manager Lu, who had just returned from the road show, was leaning against the buttocks of the Lexus car, speechless: "That's enough, blocking the road early in the morning." Dao'er still won't allow anyone to pass by."

Qi Yongxu proudly bared his teeth at Manager Lu, and was dragged away in a straight line by his assistant who moved his head back.

Oh shit!Lu Fengqiu cursed in his heart and clocked in after the two of them to go to work.

In the office, I reported the work to He Ling. Manager Lu watched Assistant He distribute the next work plan in an orderly manner. The more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable: This is such a cash cow, how could it be stuck in President Qi's character? Big drops on the bad papa?