The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

For the sake of accidentally breaking his phone, Ling Qingxuan lent him the phone.

Before his new mobile phone arrived, he used her mobile phone to dial He Qing, and hung up as soon as he connected.

"Remember, it is always on call, and I will give you the price every time I see the situation."

He had already fantasized in his mind how to command her.

This made his irritable mood a little excited.

Taking back the phone, Ling Qingxuan looked at his private room.

"So many ladies, how do you feel?"

His heart tightened, this feeling of being caught and a little guilty made Qi Yi inexplicable.

That's right, this kid's private room is opposite him, I should have seen it before.

Qi Yi's tone was beating, "Wait for Mao Changqi to think about women again, boy."

Very good, it seems that the little guy is floating, and he is floating very high.

Ling Qingxuan backhanded his arm behind him and pressed him against the wall.

The cold wall instantly made him sober a lot.

This stinky boy looks thin and strong!

He tossed twice, but didn't break free.

Ling Qingxuan reached out, touched his butt, and whispered in his ear on tiptoe.

"Who told you that I like women?"

The ethereal and neutral youth's voice swept across the auricle with a caress, and those tiny fluff seemed to have been blasted by electricity, and the whole brain crashed.

Ling Qingxuan solemnly patted his **** again, then released him and returned to his private room.

If you don't fight for a day, go to the house to uncover the tiles.

So Ling Qingxuan heard the happy announcement of the system.

[System prompt: The opinion value of the villain Qi Yi is -50. 】

You are not afraid of the -100 seat.

After being touched and spanked, Qi Yi's face was as black as Mo's. He turned around stiffly and shook his arms.

People passing by in the corridor snickered twice, and he kicked out the private room in embarrassment, not even going to the bathroom.

"Mr. Qi~ are you coming back so soon? Come on, let's play something else." He Qing was not afraid of death.

"Get out."

Like a heavy stone sinking to the bottom of the lake, it hit He Qing, "Ah?"

Qi Yixun glanced at the women.

In order to save the dog's life, He Qing hurriedly let them out.

Qi Yi tugged at his tie and took a breath of fresh air.

The **** was sitting on the sofa, the touch still lingering.

The people next to him were frightened by the look in his eyes just now, and they didn't dare to approach at all.

He Qing was puzzled, "How much do you hate women? Could it be that you like men?"

"It's not a big deal to like a man." He shook his head nonchalantly, "Mr. Qi, although I'm a little handsome, please don't harm me."

"To shut up!"

He Qing covered his mouth and rolled away.

Qi Yi wanted to be quiet.

He wanted to teach the kid a lesson, but he didn't want to be molested and was touched.

In his nearly 30-year career, he has been touched by a stinky boy whose hair has not grown evenly!

Every pore seemed to be on fire, He Qing was still whispering in his ear, saying that he likes men, how could he like men!

For more than 20 years, he has been working hard and has not been involved with women. The only contact he had was in the hotel last time, and nothing happened.

His orientation is normal, so he doesn't like men! Especially the stinky boy!

But that kid's collarbone, skin, voice, and touch are all wrapped around in his mind and senses, and cannot be erased.

Qi Yi was even more irritable.

This place can't last, he's going for a drive.

"Eh? President Qi, are you leaving now?"

Qi Yi ignored him and slammed the door.

Passing by the private room, he stopped and surreptitiously looked at the small transparent window.

The boy who didn't even grow his hair sat indifferently, flipping a comic book in his hand. There were a group of girls around her, talking to her with a smile, and wanting to reach out to touch her.

The big hand held the doorknob unconsciously, and Qi Yi almost rushed in.

Is he out of his mind?

What are you rushing in for?

Crazy crazy.

He must have been drugged.

Dead boy, wait for him!

[System prompt: The opinion value of the villain Qi Yi is -60. 】

The slender jade finger paused on the comic book, without turning the page.

Aya Qingxuan avoided the girls who approached.

"Mengjiang~ How old are you, which school are you from? Are there any female tickets?"

She didn't let them call Mengmeng, so they started calling her Mengjiang.

I also have ketchup.

"Seventeen, Ming University College, no."

The original owner skipped two grades when he transferred from the primary school, so he was two years younger than the students in the same sophomore year.

Aya Qingxuan's answer was succinct and shocking, those girls just liked her indifference and coolness.

A few older boys covered their faces and cried, and there was little fresh meat in the group. From then on, they were old bacon.

"Mengjiang, we have a cos contest just a month later. Take these comic books back and take a good look. Remember to tell us your favorite characters~"

"Well~www.wuxiamtl.com~ she's good.

"Yeah~ Meng Jiang is so cute, boys must pay attention to safety when they go home, Liu Xiao, send Meng Jiang."

Liu Xiao took a few sips of wine and patted his chest in a daze, "Wrap it on me."

With a bag of books in his left hand and Liu Xiao in his right hand, Ling Qingxuan's expression turned colder.

Who is taking who home, Liu Xiao is completely drunk and is holding on to her arm.

She went over with a knife, and Liu Xiao immediately fainted.

According to the address previously reported by Liu Xiao, Ling Qingxuan personally sent her home.

Then I went to the mall to hang out and bought some clothes.

After returning home, she washed her face in the mirror. She put away the loli clothes in the original owner's wardrobe and put on new casual clothes.

Well, this style will be followed in the future.

Short hair, wash it at once, get up and pull it twice without combing, the clothes are loose and simple, and the movement is convenient, perfect.

[Host, you are just lazy and afraid of trouble, hum. 】

do you have any opinion?

【no. 】

Ling Qingxuan lay peacefully on the big soft bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

The little guy is not only unable to touch and kiss, but also has a negative impression.

I want to change the little guy.

In the Linhu apartment, Qi Yi sneezed as soon as he got home. He couldn't drive after drinking, so he could only let the driver drive and sit on the edge to blow the air.

Appears to have a cold.

As soon as the water heater was turned on, the landline at home rang.

He tore off his tie and picked it up impatiently.

"Qi Yi, if you don't answer my call, you really think that the old man passed away, right?

He rubbed his eyebrows, and the glass window reflected his slender figure.

"Grandpa, my phone is broken. I didn't mean to not answer your call."

He said irritably: "Don't talk about this with me, when exactly did you bring my grandson-in-law back to me to see!"

The old man is almost ninety this year, and he is thinking about his grandson getting married, but he has not waited for thirty years, and he is anxious to death.

"Um... If you don't start a business, why not start a family, wait for my company to officially..."

"Who cares about your broken company, I want my grandson! My grandson!"

Qi Yi:  …

Where did he go to become a grandson-in-law to show his grandfather.

"Next time, I'll show it to you when I go back to the old house."

"It's almost there, hang up!"

The old man was acting resolutely, and there was a strong voice of hanging up the phone.

After finally pushing it, Qi Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

The kid's skin appeared in his mind, the breath that came close, the feeling of touching him.

He shook his head, turned on the computer, and Baidu read the meaning of 'nianxia'.