Overlord, he played off

After working for a full month in July, Huo Kun resigned after paying his salary for that month.

Huo Kun has been officially assigned to Jin Sibo. Jin Sibo seems to be waiting and watching, but also seems to be waiting for an opportunity. He has not received any notice. Apart from Huo Kun's full training courses this month, there is only a group of magazine shoots left.

This day was another day without announcements. Huo Kun came to the company early in the morning. After class, his assistant Guo Quan came looking for him with a suit of clothes, "Brother, the dry cleaning has been brought back."

It was the clothes Jiang Xuecheng sent Huo Kun to wear that day.

Huo Kun glanced, "Please run and send it back."

Guo Quan scratched his face when he heard the words, and said: "Brother, I went to deliver it and came back again. Assistant Qi said that you wore the clothes and asked you to send them back to Mr. Jiang in person, and thank you by the way. Said ...say it's a courtesy."

Huo Kun froze, and delivered it himself?To see Jiang Xuecheng?

Huo Kun recalled the shock and embarrassment when he learned of Jiang Xuecheng's true identity in July a few days ago, that person played tricks on him again and again, watching him with great interest struggling in the predicament he set up ugly.

All his embarrassments and hardships seemed to him little more than the pleasures of having the pleasure of amusing him.

Huo Kun has never hated a person like this, even the former Gao Ziming, he is just layer upon layer of anger and disgust.

After a few days of calming down, Huo Kun is now able to control his emotions well, but the seed of revenge in his heart has taken root and grown vigorously.

"Brother, brother." Assistant Xiao Chen saw that Huo Kun was distracted, so he called a few times in a low voice.

Hawkun returned to his senses, "Huh?"

Xiao Chen pointed to the bag he was carrying, "I just said, this dress..."

Huo Kun pursed his lips, didn't bother the assistant, took the bag, "Understood."

Is Jiang Xuecheng finally planning to confess his identity to him, or has he come up with some new prank idea?

Hawkun also wanted to see what kind of tricks he was going to play.

Huo Kun took the elevator upstairs at the address given by his assistant. The secretary led Huo Kun into Jiang Xuecheng's office. The abstinent elite is dressed up, but his face is too sensual and beautiful. The visual impact of this appearance is too strong. I just want people to tear off the clothes and get a glimpse of a different scenery.

Huo Kun walked into the office and sat on the reception sofa under the guidance of the secretary. Jiang Xuecheng was reading a document without raising his head, as if he didn't notice it or didn't care much.

The office door opened and closed, and the secretary withdrew.

Only Jiang Xuecheng and Huo Kun were left in the huge president's office.

Jiang Xuecheng was still busy, flipping the paper from time to time, occasionally accompanied by the sound of the pen tip scribbling across the paper.

Huo Kun sat on the sofa, staring down at the table, without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Not long after, Jiang Xuecheng closed the document, and threw the signature pen into the pen holder with a snap. Jiang Xuecheng looked up at the person sitting quietly on the sofa, and smiled slightly as if remembering something.

Jiang Xuecheng took off his glasses, rubbed the acupuncture points at the root of the mountain, and said in a gentle voice, "Here we come."

Huo Kun looked up, Jiang Xuecheng got up from the large office chair, and walked over with long legs.

Huo Kun stood up, "Boss Jiang?"

Jiang Xuecheng sat down on the single sofa next to Huo Kun, "Sit."

Hawkun sat back.

Jiang Xuecheng raised his eyes, his gaze lingered on Huo Kun's face, not letting go of Huo Kun's expression, "Do you recognize me?"

Huo Kun nodded.

"Are you surprised?"

Huo Kun lowered his eyes, "Some."

Jiang Xuecheng's voice teased him with a half smile, "What's the accident?"

An inexplicable irritability rose from the bottom of Huo Kun's heart, he would rather not have this accident, he would rather see a disgusting old man in front of him at this moment.

Huo Kun suppressed his emotions, making himself docile and helpless, like any unworldly peer but not like himself, saying: "You are younger than you think."

Jiang Xuecheng was pleased by Huo Kun's slight embarrassment, he was in a good mood, and instead of teasing Huo Kun, he looked at the bag in Huo Kun's hand, "Do you like the clothes?"

Huo Kun endured the discomfort in his heart and nodded.

Jiang Xuecheng's voice unconsciously brought narrowness, "Before you came, Qi Xin told you what I want you to do."

Huo Quin paused, looked away, "I said so."

"Tell me."

Huo Kun became more irritable, and there was a crackling fire in his heart, but the light in his eyes was frighteningly cold.This person's teasing appearance is exactly the same as that of July. If Huo Kun can't see that Jiang Xuecheng was faking that day, Huo Kun will have such a brain in vain.

Huo Kun pursed his lips and remained silent, but Jiang Xuecheng mistook him for being shy and couldn't speak.

Jiang Xuecheng, like a pervert who likes to be difficult, smiled and stared at Huo Kun, insisting on forcing Huo Kun to speak out.

Huo Kun finally got what he wanted, he seemed to lower his head in embarrassment, and his voice was a little low, "Say yes... Said Mr. Jiang lacks someone by his side."

Jiang Xuecheng still refused to give up, "Well, I'm missing someone."

"...there is a lack of a bed person."

Jiang Xuecheng smiled with satisfaction, and then let Huo Kun go.

The thinking of Jiang Xuecheng's superior was straightforward, he didn't ask and didn't need to ask if Huo Kun was willing, he only asked if Huo Kun knew.

The secretary opened the door and came in to deliver coffee. It was a young female secretary from Jiang Xuecheng's secretarial group. Jiang Xuecheng had always upheld a gentleman's demeanor and treated his female subordinates very gently. Probably because Huo Kun was so good-looking, the female secretary couldn't help looking more With two eyes, the coffee in his hand accidentally spilled a few drops on Huo Kun.

Just a few more stains on a clean white shirt.

The female secretary was a little flustered, put down the coffee in a hurry, took out a tissue to help Huo Kun wipe it while apologizing, but subconsciously looked at Mr. Jiang, she didn't dare to wipe it herself because of scruples, so she only handed the tissue with both hands.

This scene seems familiar.

Huo Kun sneered in his heart while wiping the coffee dripping on his clothes with a paper towel, not surprisingly, he thought of the banquet in June this year.

It's the same trick, but last time it was red wine, this time it was coffee.

It was also that time that the waiter brought the set of clothes that smelled of Jiang Xuecheng's perfume.

Huo Kun didn't want to think about what kind of clothes would smell of Jiang Xuecheng's perfume, he was afraid that he would be disgusted.This person looks like a dog on the outside, with a gentle manner, but in fact he is a mess, showing his true nature where outsiders can't see it.

The so-called abstinence and abstinence rumors from the outside world are probably just a result of painstaking management.

The female secretary looked at Jiang Xuecheng. She didn't get the CEO's instructions. It was indeed her fault. She was annoyed and uneasy, afraid of embarrassing the boss, and afraid that the boss would blame her.

Jiang Xuecheng looked at it lazily, and didn't blame him, "Okay, you sloppy, let's go down."

The female secretary breathed a sigh of relief and obediently withdrew.

"Since the clothes are dirty, change them."

Huo Kun paused for a moment with his hand holding the tissue, as expected, he was repeating the old trick, why, still want to use the old trick?Want to give him clothes again?old pervert.

"Need not."

Huo Kun directly refused, he didn't pay attention, his tone was a little blunt, revealing a little bit of the breath hidden in his heart, something dark, vicious, and piercing.

It was like a young wolf hunting in the lurking grass accidentally stepped on a dead branch, revealing a bit of murderous intent and alarming the prey.

The startled Jiang Xuecheng's smile disappeared.

Jiang Xuecheng saw Huo Kun's rebelliousness at the first meeting at the banquet. He liked Huo Kun's rebelliousness at the time and thought it was powerful, but now he doesn't like his rebelliousness.

The difference between lovers and lovers is that one is often given negative things unscrupulously, while the other is presented hard to give positive things.

Jiang Xuecheng didn't think he was a moody pervert, but at the moment he looked like one.

Caught off guard, Huo Kun's chin was clamped and lifted by Jiang Xuecheng's hand, Huo Kun couldn't break free, like a wolf with a muzzle and its fangs sealed, Jiang Xuecheng's hand was strong, but his voice was gentle, "Don't be stubborn. "

Huo Kun's pupils shrank, seeing that Jiang Xuecheng had completely lost his previous gentle and polite appearance, as if he had changed into a different person, perhaps he had torn off the disguise of a gentle gentleman and revealed his true colors.

Huo Kun didn't move, but his clenched fists turned white due to restraint. In the end, he didn't do anything, and let go of his clenched hands, with surprise and panic in his eyes.

It was so realistic that it almost confused Jiang Xuecheng.

Scared?

Jiang Xuecheng's fingers pinching Huo Kun's chin lightly stroked Huo Kun's cheeks, and said softly, "Scared?"

The strength in his hand did not loosen.

Huo Kun frowned, subconsciously turned his face away, but was restrained by Jiang Xuecheng's strong hand.

Jiang Xuecheng said it again, this time in a softer voice, "Don't be stubborn."

Jiang Xuecheng let go of the hand holding Huo Kun's chin, and two red marks appeared on Huo Kun's chin.

Huo Kun was disgusted, and a little disgusted, rubbed the place that was pinched just now with the back of his hand vigorously, as if there was something dirty there.

Jiang Xuecheng noticed Huo Kun's movements, but he didn't notice the disgust in Huo Kun's eyes. His attention was all on Huo Kun's hands.

Jiang Xuecheng liked Huo Kun's hands very much, with well-proportioned texture, clear joints, slender and white, perfect like jade, Jiang Xuecheng wanted to see, so he held Huo Kun's hands and pulled them to his eyes.

Huo Kun seemed to stiffen all over, reacting a little violently and subconsciously wanted to pull back, but Jiang Xuecheng firmly pinched him.

Jiang Xuecheng raised his head in warning, the corner of his mouth was still smiling.

Hawkun immediately became quiet and tame.

Jiang Xuecheng pulled a ring from his finger and put it on Huo Kun's index finger.

Huo Kun's pupils shrank, but he couldn't retract his hand, he felt that the ring that still had Jiang Xuecheng's temperature burned the skin on his index finger.

Huo Kun seemed to be stupid, staring at the ring in a daze.

Jiang Xuecheng pinched Huo Kun's finger and looked it up, squinting his eyes to appreciate it, as if he liked it very much, "Don't take it off."

Huo Kun blinked, only to feel that the temperature of the ring on his hand was cooling down rapidly. Huo Kun felt a little uncomfortable, shook his hand a few times, and looked at the ring on his hand, as if it was not a ring, but a cold shackle, and it was not tied to his hand, but It was tied around his neck, suffocating him.

Jiang Xuecheng seemed to see Huo Kun's resistance, and added, "I will check next time."

Huo Kun's other hand on his lap clenched tightly into a fist.

Jiang Xuecheng didn't care about Huo Kun's reaction, and stood up, "Let's go, go and change."

Huo Kun thought about it, this time instead of wearing Jiang Xuecheng's perfume-scented clothes, Jiang Xuecheng directly took Huo Kun to the shopping mall downstairs.

The shopping mall that Jiang Xuecheng took Huo Kun to was naturally high-grade, and the whole building was mainly light luxury and high-end luxury.

Jiang Xuecheng's purpose was very clear, and he took Huo Kun directly to a luxury house.

As soon as they entered the store, the store manager greeted them, took them directly into the VIP room, and pushed two hangers of clothes from nowhere.

Jiang Xuecheng sat down on the sofa, pointed out a few clothes, and didn't say who they were wearing them for, so he gave them a "L" size.

The clerk brought the clothes, Jiang Xuecheng raised his chin, "Go and try."

The clerk looked at Huo Kun's figure, with a height of more than 1.8 meters, and the size L in his hand was obviously too small. He was about to remind him, but the store manager next to him glanced at him, and the clerk shut his mouth embarrassingly.

The store manager is an old fritter, and his ability to perceive words and expressions is several times stronger than that of the store clerk. Jiang Xuecheng didn't say that he wore them for Huo Kun so that the clerk could get the right size according to his body shape, but reported the size himself. own considerations.

Huo Kun took the clothes and went to the fitting room.

After a while, he came out without changing his clothes, and only said, "You're too young."

Jiang Xuecheng was flipping through a magazine, without raising his eyelids, he said calmly, "How do you know how small you are if you don't put it on?"

Huo Kun frowned, glanced at the clothes in his hand, and returned to the fitting room.

With a gloomy face, Huo Kun put on the clothes that were one size smaller, and the shirt that was one size smaller was tight on his body, like a tights, showing his muscle lines.

Huo Kun finally understood why this old pervert chose him a size L. He thought that he had given him clothes twice before. He obviously knew his size, but chose a size smaller for him. Haha...

old pervert.

When Huo Kun went out wearing clothes that were one size smaller, the clerk was no longer in the VIP room, and he didn't know where he was sent by Jiang Xuecheng.

Jiang Xuecheng pointed to his chin with one hand, looked up at Huo Kun, his eyes lingered on Huo Kun's body tightly wrapped in a shirt that was one size smaller, narrowed his eyes slightly, and lazily said after a while: "Go in and change."

Huo Kun turned around and entered the locker room with a dark expression on his face.

As soon as I changed the shirt that didn't fit me, the waiter handed me a suitable one.

Huo Kun put on and walked out again.

Jiang Xuecheng's eyes were wantonly on Huo Kun's body, sweeping over his face, neck, chest, waist, hips, and legs, nodded, and pointed to a few more, "Go and try."

Jiang Xuecheng seemed to have fun, and took Huo Kun to stay in the shopping mall for two hours. Huo Kun forgot how many clothes he had tried on. Afterwards, he lost his patience, and his face showed a bit of impatience.

Jiang Xuecheng felt complacent, he took a piece of clothing and stuffed it into Huo Kun's arms, and softly clicked, "Are you impatient?"

The money on the card was drawn out like flowing water, and Jiang Xuecheng didn't even bat an eye for spending in the six or seven figures.

Finally, after trying on a set of casual clothes, Jiang Xuecheng announced that the ordeal was over.

Jiang Xuecheng swiped his card, signed his name, asked the waiter to deliver the clothes to the company, then checked the time, and invited Huo Kun for dinner.

Hawkun refused.

He was afraid that he would spit it out at Jiang Xuecheng.

The author has something to say: Jiang Xuecheng: This is where it is.