Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

Facts have proved that provoking a man requires paying a price.

Soon, the car body shook, as if expressing the fluctuations in his heart at this moment.

Song Chubai bit his lips tightly, refusing to admit that what happened now was indeed more exciting than the game console.

In Ling Rongge's eyes, this forbearance was a seductive reaction.

He has never been a person who suppresses himself. When he has desires and greed for something, he will not restrain himself, and will only let himself be presumptuous in that thing.

Because he is smart enough to grasp the things that can cause his mood swings as quickly as possible.

This is true for gambling, and it is also true for Song Chubai.

He has this self-confidence, so right now, he doesn't suppress himself at all.

Not only did he not suppress himself, but he also wanted to take Song Chubai together, ups and downs in this world of desire, and then together with him, reach the peak of hell.

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Song Chubai had no idea how long had passed, time itself seemed to have lost its meaning, he was imprisoned in Ling Rongge's world, it seemed to be fluctuating forever, and it seemed to have never changed.

My body was so sore that I couldn't even move a finger.

In the darkness, Song Chubai tried to mobilize his limbs, but all his strength was in vain.

He whimpered, but felt a warm embrace encircling him, and at the same time, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in his ears.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Under this almost gentle coaxing voice, Song Chubai relaxed his body.Soon, consciousness was plunged into darkness.

Ling Rongge looked at Song Chubai who stretched his brows, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He had always been cold-hearted, but for some reason, when he saw Song Chubai's frowning, his heart felt as if he had been bitten by a poisonous ant, and the pain was unbelievable.

It wasn't until his brows relaxed that the strange feeling of heartache subsided.

Ling Rongge looked at Song Chubai in his arms quietly, his own mark was stamped on that tender skin, everywhere, even the small red mole on the back of the earlobe was covered by a deeper red mole. substitute.

Seeing his masterpiece, Ling Rongge smiled with satisfaction.

He picked up his phone and took a photo of Song Chubai.

Then he hugged him tighter, such reserved items are exciting and impressive to him.

I hope that little idiot Song Chubai can study hard.

He didn't mind waiting for another delivery from him.

The corners of Ling Rongge's mouth curled up, and the red moles under the corners of his eyes were even more bewitching.

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Song Chubai woke up from the darkness.

He blinked blankly, as if he didn't understand what happened.

"woke up?"

The familiar voice came from the ear, and at this moment, the memory seemed to come back.

They all came rushing in, making his face flush with a brush.

"Yesterday...yesterday..." It turned out to be in the car!

"Impressed?" Ling Rongge took Song Chubai's words.

Song Chubai's face turned redder, "You..."

Has this man always been this bold?

"I'm very satisfied." Ling Rongge hooked his lips, "I'm very satisfied with this reserved item."

He emphasized it again, put his big arms around Song Chubai's waist, and lightly squeezed the soft flesh of his waist with his thumb.

The unexpected numbness came from his waist, which caused Song Chubai to hum softly unconsciously.

He glanced at Ling Rongge, his eyes sparkled, with a charm that he hadn't even noticed.