The National Director is Mr. Perfect

These words made Jiang Yi feel a little bit more emotional. He took off his coat and lay down, wearing a thin cashmere sweater inside, and this posture could hide the changes in his body.

Jun Ci patted Jiang Yi on the back and asked, "Where do you want me to press for you?"

With this sound, Jun Ci knelt down on Jiang Yi and asked when he approached his ear.

The numb breathing accompanied by the words rushed into Jiang Yi's ears, directly giving him the fatal sensation of electric shock, especially the low-pitched voice of the teenager, which was simply unbearable.

Jiang Yi resisted the urge to turn over and pull the boy down and press up. He buried his almost red eartips into his arms, and said in a low and dull voice: "Whatever."

"Then I just press it casually."

There seemed to be some smile hidden in the boy's voice. Jiang Yi didn't hear this, and he felt that he was not being honest with his hands.

In fact, Jun Ci is very honestly pressing him, but in Jiang Yi's heart now, he feels that no matter where he presses his hands on him, he seems to be able to set people on fire.

The Zixie fire became more and more prosperous following the boy's massage. In the end, Jiang Yi felt that perhaps the heating in the room was turned on too much, and even fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

He feels a little hot.

A crown prince of Junci had never massaged anyone before. It was originally to tease Jiang Yi, so she pressed a few times on Jiang Yi. She obviously didn’t use much force, and she could see the people under her. The tighter the body, the wider the smile on the lips.

Gulu feels that although the current scene is still normal, it already feels that the atmosphere is very fascinating. It has already turned on the shielding system and silently observes the various work that is being carried out.

Hey, your Highness has also fallen...

The former noble and elegant highness now also knows how to make some small tricks make people crazy.

"Ok?"

The sweet torture is finally coming to an end, but Jiang Yi, who obviously feels tormented, feels reluctant, but if this continues, he feels that he is afraid of losing his mind today.

He didn't move, and raised his head and turned to look at Jun Ci, his long, narrow and deep eyes were already somewhat chaotic: "Ci Ci, I think you haven't told me anything."

He couldn't help it, he was going to have a showdown with Junci.

At least after a showdown, he can just press Junci down.

Jun Ci evoked a thought-provoking smile and nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I have a lot of things from you, which one do you want to know?"

Jiang Yi: "..."

He rolled his eyes and felt that Junci's routine was too deep.

But seeing Junci now sitting on a condescending face with a deep smile on his face, Jiang Yi’s long-lost IQ was starting to go online again. Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his mind and a sentence came out: "You know?"

Instead, Jun Ci tilted his head slightly and asked him, "What do I know?"

The young man was still sitting on him at this time. Although he was lying on his stomach, he couldn't change this posture and was full of ambiguous feelings.

Especially the feeling that a man should have, but Jiang Yi didn't feel the thing between his legs from Jun Ci.

If it is an embroidery needle, it is a bit too miserable.

Only Junci is a girl can prove why she didn't, why didn't she find out before?

Contemptuous of his previous IQ in his heart, Jiang Yi couldn't help but said, "You... are a girl."