President contract plan

The two walked hand in hand in Ye Angel's corridor, Qi Yan felt the warmth of Zou Xian's palm, as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

He didn't know that in the eyes of passers-by around them, they were the relationship between the gold master and mb.Occasionally, when those who knew Qi Yan were lucky enough to watch this, they felt that they were all bad.

What to do, mom, the boss of the gang has refreshed my worldview.

It wasn't until the two of them turned the last corner that Zou Xian remembered to ask the little cute thing behind him.

"Which room are you and your friend in?"

"Eh?" Qi Yan, who was staring at his own president's ass and salivating, really wanted to lick and pinch it, raised his head cutely, his cheeks flushed.

"Mr. Zou, you don't need...we don't need to go there, I'll just call them." Qi Yan, who had been staring at the face of his own president, changed his mind immediately when the wind direction was wrong. Compared with his wife, everyone else is nothing but clouds!

In order to show his determination to his wife, he even immediately took out his cell phone to call Zhuang Mei, his tone was so gentle that Zhuang Mei almost dropped the phone.

Qi Yan (smiling): I have something to do, so I won't come back, just take it for me.

Zhuang Mei: Ah... Ye Zuo and Brother Shao are going to come out to watch.

Qi Yan (smiling): Repression!

After explaining the funeral, Qi Yan happily sat in the passenger seat of Zou Xian's car for the first time. He was still not satisfied and asked: "Mr. Zou, am I the first person to sit in this seat?"

"No." Zou Xian stabbed Qi Yan's glassy heart with concise words.

Looking at the little cutie beside him who was obviously in a low mood, the president who had a rare black belly raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood.Who knew that Qi Yan was just trying to reduce the contact area between himself and the inside of the car at this time, and then looked for things like hair.

When he finds whoever it is, kill him!

The two were driving on the rarely deserted streets of City B, a soothing serenade was playing on the cd, and a gentle evening breeze blew through the open windows, which also took away the smell of alcohol from the two of them, but It looks very comfortable.

Sitting there, Qi Yan remembered that every time his cronies and friends went to a nightclub, they would call a group of young masters and ladies to have fun there. He really wanted to know what Zou Xian was doing in the nightclub.

If there are such dandies around him, he must clean them up.

"Mr. Zou, what do you do in nightclubs?"

Qi Yan's face was blushing probably because of drinking, but now when he looked at people with big eyes, it was even more painful.

Zou turned his head around, and was immediately softened by Meng's heart, and his tone of speech softened a lot: "Talk about business."

Qi Yan expressed his understanding, because he also negotiated a lot of business in nightclubs, but this process...

"Then is it okay for you and me to go like this?"

That's what he said, but the pride in his heart has not diminished.

Look, my wife doesn't even talk about business because of me. Doesn't that mean I'm important?And even if his wife really went bankrupt, it would be more than enough to support him by herself.

"It's over."

His tone was very calm, and Qi Yan could see his perfect profile as soon as he raised his head.

The well-shaped eyes are like peach blossom eyes but are longer than the corners of the peach blossom eyes. Under the high bridge of the nose is lightly pursed lips.The white and flawless complexion is lined with black hair like a crow's feathers, and Xiuba's neck is gathered together underneath, and finally a shallow depression is formed between the shoulders, which makes people want to lick it .

Qi Yan's Adam's apple moved invisibly, and he felt his throat was terribly dry.

Really want to put their own big meat!Stuff the stick into his pretty little mouth, let him drink water for himself, and then lick his little pussy, making him languish...

When I think about it, I can't hold it anymore!

He closed his eyes, forcibly suppressed his thoughts, and told himself not to be impulsive.

Nima, if this goes on like this, sooner or later, I will have a masculinity!

Zou Xian was driving his car seriously, and probably sensed that the people around him might be in a bad mood, so he glanced over and found a pitiful anomaly with drooping ears.

Are you still sad about the seat?Should he express his consolation? You must know that pets are dependent and possessive of their owners. As a dependent family, he said that he can understand this kind of thinking very well!

"I'll call you to work tomorrow morning?"

Qi Yan seemed to have caught some information immediately, and immediately looked up at him: "Don't bother you, I can come over and help cook tomorrow morning!"

Zou Yan was stunned for a moment, and tried hard to think how long it had been since he had breakfast at home, but he couldn't find any answer.

His expression seemed to be a little gentle: "Okay."

Maybe it was happy before the separation, but after the separation, it probably became manic...

You have to eat the bitter fruit you brewed by yourself, let alone die like him.

Qi Yan, who hadn't touched the kitchen in 800 years, boasted a lot beside his male god, saying that he would cook for him the next day.

At this moment, Young Master Qi was wearing the kitten pink lace apron that his subordinates had just bought, standing by the pot with the chicken nest on his head, his eyes fixed on the porridge full of black spots, and the air was still filled with the smell of porridge. The indescribable burnt smell.

The wall clock in the living room ticked past the two o'clock mark in the morning, and the splashing water jet in the kitchen washed the plates stained with black carbide, and at the same time made Qi Yan lose his patience even more.

He picked up the phone that had been thrown aside and called his younger brother C again. Little brother C stared at the dark circles, pinched the phone, and kept flipping through the computer with one hand.

"Boss, it says it needs to stir the rice after it goes in, did you stir it?"

Qi Yan said with a sullen face, "I did, but you didn't tell me how many times!"

"It's not written on this webpage... This kind of thing is too difficult, boss, you should come back and fight!"

"To shut up!"

No one knows how the porridge is cooking, only Qi Yan pressed the power switch by himself, fell asleep on the sofa, it is rare that he didn't go back to the bedroom and hugged his pillow with Zou Lian's face on Mrs. .