Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【162 Song...咩咩】

"Come and stay at my villa tonight," Nangong ordered indifferently, "fly to Peru with me tomorrow morning."

"Are you going to find a mine?" Zhizhi always reacted quickly, "I won't go, my gunshot wound hasn't healed yet."

She had seen one of the maps they studied, and it was indeed the tropical rainforest near Peru. That's right, she didn't want to go, she didn't have the obligation to accompany them through life and death. Besides, she was an injured patient, and the injured had the right to apply for recuperation.

"An Yi said that your injury is completely fine," he continued indifferently, "A newly developed pacemaker has also been placed in your heart, and everything is normal."

Zhizhi still shook her head resolutely, "I won't go, and I won't die."

In the tropical rainforest near Peru, there are mostly raptors and beasts, and there are many unknown dangers in the local area. Moreover, she just doesn't want to be with this domineering man!

"Do you dare to refuse me for the third time?" He was a declarative threat, "I can make you die of exhaustion on my bed right now."

Zhizhi looked at his burning and direct eyes, knew that the young master Nangong never let go of lies, after a moment of silence, she rolled her eyes to him, and said slowly: "It's okay to go, I want to be fully armed, high-configuration bulletproof Clothes."

Hearing her request, he smiled unexpectedly, "Miss Song was worried that she would be unable to help blocking a second shot for me."

Song Xiaozhi grinned, "Wrong, I was guarding against a certain Mr. Qin."

Nangong Jue patted her head, "You think I can't tear off the body armor, do you?"

Her face flushed red.

He looked at her, smiled lowly, and ordered: "Miss Song, come here and give me a kiss."

I rely on!

Song Xiaozhi gave him a cold look, "The one who owes a shot is a cucumber, and the one who owes a hammer is a walnut. I heard that those who owe a kiss are all gay lovers. President, your temperament really matches."

"Do I like women? Ms. Song hasn't seen it clearly yet?" He naturally wrapped his arms around her, wrapped her in his arms, and covered her waist with burning hands, "Need me to prove it now?"

Song Xiaozhi patted his hand off, "Protest, I want to sleep, stay away from me."

"Whoever allows you to protest, if you want to protest, you have to pay first before you are allowed."

As Nangong Jueba spoke, his right hand tightened suddenly, and he turned her whole body sideways, close to his chest——

Zhizhi opened his lips before exclaiming, but was pressed against his thin lips.

He took her lips in his mouth, licked and sucked twice with the tip of his tongue, and the tip of his tongue penetrated into her mouth, hooking her sweet tongue to linger.

Young Master Nangong was neither indifferent nor rude this time.

Miss Song was distracted by his kiss, panting again and again.

He didn't bite her, but still kissed her thin lips into a crimson rose without hesitation, moist and seductive.

Song Xiaozhi regretted not biting him just now, resentful that the great opportunity was wasted.

Nangong Jue looked at her remorseful expression, looked sideways and whispered, "Don't put on such a dissatisfied expression after I kiss you."

Zhizhi raised her eyebrows, "I'm not satisfied with you, let alone kissed."

"Okay." He turned around and pressed Zhizhi under him, "Miss Song is very good at arousing my desire to challenge. I will keep kissing you until you are satisfied."

Saying that, the lips as thin as cicada's wings covered them without any hesitation——

Zhizhi couldn't push him away, and endured another forced kiss from him, and said without blushing and panting: "Master Nangong, can you call me by my nickname?"

Nangong Jue looked at her silently.

"Call me baa-baa."

She saw the young master's face froze.

"My baby name, don't you want to call it?" She smiled affectionately.

Nangong Jue paused for a moment, and then called her with a slightly unnatural expression, "Song... baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa was washim... baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa did

Zhizhi giggled and said, "Actually, the feeling of your lips when you kiss me, President, is the same as the feeling of your lips when you call me bleat."

What does it feel like when your upper lip touches your lower lip?

Nangong Jue's face darkened.

He was tricked again by someone with a sharp tongue.

Song Xiaozhi pushed him away, got up and got out of the hospital bed, took off his hospital clothes generously, and put on his clothes, "Sorry, I already have an appointment tonight, President, you lined up too late, see you tomorrow morning."

She had made an appointment with Nangong Yu long ago, and tonight to celebrate her recovery, she brought a group of women and Shi Shi from the research laboratory, and went out to BBQ and have a big meal together.

Nangong Jue looked at the woman with an arrogant smile on her face, but she didn't show a bit of anger. Instead, she snorted and said softly, "Miss Song is having a good date."

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At night, Ms. Song's date was indeed very pleasant.

The moon is at its head, and all the girls in the laboratory who have been waiting under the moon for more than an hour resent...

"I've lived so long, I've never seen the third young master have a date with a woman," An Yi sighed, "What's wrong this time?"

Bai Qingcheng cherished a piece of roasted sweet potato that he brought with him when he came to the mountain, "Is the third young master lost?"

"Third Young Master is not Mommy." Xiao Shitou answered coolly.

Song Xiaozhi turned his head and stared at his son, "Shitou, have you forgotten all our family training?"

"Remember, family ugliness don't show up!" Shitou drank his favorite strawberry milk with a nonchalant expression, "It's rare that Mommy finally realizes her place in this family."

"Shitou, are you thinking I'm ugly?" Zhizhi raised his eyebrows, reaching out to pinch his little face, "Do you still want to go to school and enjoy a happy childhood?"

Shi Shi slapped her hand off, "Our family's ugliness is the invisible father..."

Children can be taught.

Song Xiaozhi nodded, "Good boy."

Bickering can be violent or warm.

Bai and An had a lot of fun watching from the sidelines, laughing nonstop.

From the top of the mountain, An Yi looked at the lights of Nangong's villas in the distance, and felt emotional in his heart, who was the young master who was shot by those words just now?

Bai Qingcheng is a straightforward child, "Shitou, who is your father? Why haven't I seen him? Where is he? Why do you say he can't see people..."

With one word, I stepped on Miss Song's thunder point exactly.