Into the fan literature written by black powder

Jian Ning's sanity became more and more insane, his whole body was hot, his whole body was as soft as a puddle of water, and he had no strength at all.

If this goes on like this, Jian Ning's face becomes more and more ugly when thinking of the plot that will happen later in the book.

"Jianning, where have you been hiding? Mr. Li has been waiting for you for a long time, don't be ignorant!"

Hearing the manager's voice, Jian Ning grabbed the flesh on her arm without hesitation, almost bleeding from the pinch.

The severe pain woke up Jian Ning's brain, and he ran forward in a panic, wanting to leave this dangerous place quickly.

But the sound of chasing that was getting closer and closer made Jian Ning flustered. This is a very closed high-level hotel, ordinary people can't get in, and he can't find anyone to call for help.

At this moment, Jian Ning saw a tall man appearing not far away.

The first time he saw that man, the memory in his mind that did not belong to Jian Ning immediately made him realize the identity of the man in front of him.

That man with outstanding appearance and strong aura is the protagonist Gong in this book, Qin Mohan, the president of the Qin Corporation.

In the book, he and the protagonist Shou finally come together, and he, Jian Ning, is just a clown and cannon fodder in this ridiculous fanfiction.

Jian Ning gritted her teeth and ran towards Qin Mohan.

Regardless, the only person he can ask for help now is Qin Mohan.

Even if it was rumored that Qin Mohan was cruel and mysterious, he would definitely make a bet today.

Qin Mohan was walking towards his presidential suite, when a trembling boy suddenly appeared in front of him with his head bowed.

Qin Mohan hadn't seen the boy's appearance clearly, but suddenly his arms felt hot, and the trembling boy, whose body was as hot as a fireball, threw himself into his arms.

The people behind Qin Mohan gasped and looked in shock at the boy who dared to throw himself into President Qin's arms in shock.

Qin Mohan has a noble status, and he wants to try his best to curry favor with him.

But Qin Mohan never even looked at those people, and those who tried to seduce him, no matter men or women, were all thrown out in the end, and the end was extremely tragic.

So now few people dare to try to seduce Qin Mohan so blatantly, but what happened to the boy in Qin Mohan's arms now?

Did he die?

"Help me... I've been tricked..."

Jian Ning's voice was trembling at this time, he really couldn't hold on any longer.

Someone had used this method before, Qin Mohan glanced at Jian Ning blankly, raised his hand and was about to throw him out.

Jian Ning grasped Qin Mohan's clothes in front of his chest, and raised his head, fearing that he would be thrown out in the next second.

"I didn't lie to you, I was really calculated...I really didn't lie to you..."

After seeing the boy's face clearly, Qin Mohan was stunned.

Jian Ning's little face was very red, and her charming peach eyes were moist at the moment, the corners of her eyes were also red, and she looked at Qin Mohan with blurred and uncomfortable eyes.

At first glance, he ate something wrong and lost his mind.

It's just that whether it's someone else plotting against him, or whether he directed and acted on his own, Qin Mo coldly snorted and has not come to a conclusion for the time being.

Seeing that Boss Qin didn't throw the boy out, and even picked him up and walked into the room, all the people present widened their eyes in disbelief.

But they also knew that nothing would happen without them, so they all turned around and left quietly.

I've never heard that Mr. Qin likes boys.

All the people who left had different thoughts, and they began to make calculations in their hearts.

Jian Ning became more and more unconscious. He felt that he was very hot, but the man holding him was very cold, and it was very comfortable to stick it on.

Therefore, Jian Ning unconsciously always wants to get into the arms of the man who is holding him.

Looking at the boy who kept throwing himself into his arms, Qin Mohan frowned, and the last bit of patience was exhausted.

Jian Ning was thrown into the swimming pool in the next second, Qin Mohan looked down at Jian Ning who had been struggling in the swimming pool, his voice was extremely cold.

"Soaking in the water, when does the soak wake up and when does it come out."