president, addicted to love

Chapter [-]: The Place where the Clouds Return Deeply ([-]) Suzaku was slightly taken aback, glanced at A Yuan in the distance, and said calmly, "No."

Beitang's deep eyes moved slightly, and his thin lips tensed, "A Yuan is very simple, don't let him get hurt, and don't tell him about our affairs."

It was as if something stabbed Suzaku's heart, causing a slight pain, she looked at him quietly, "I said before, it has nothing to do with A Yuan, you don't have to worry about me leading him badly."

Annoyance flashed quickly in Beitang's deep eyes, he didn't mean that at first, he just wanted to help her and A Yuan, but he was afraid that A Yuan would mind what happened between him and her, so he let her keep it a secret from A Yuan.

"It's nothing. I'm leaving first. I'm asking for leave today." She glanced at him lightly and turned to leave.

He said suddenly, "Wait a minute."

She turned to look at him.

He pursed his lips, "I didn't mean that."

She looked calm, "What?"

He was a little irritable, and frowned, "Forget it, it's okay, let's go."

She nodded casually, "Speak to A Yuan for me."

That night, Suzaku came home very late, and a luxury car took her downstairs. A handsome blond guy got off the driver's seat and helped her out from the passenger seat. She was leaning on the handsome guy's arms like a pool of mud, With an enchanted smile on his face.

Beitang stood in front of the window on the second floor, watching the blond man help her and rang the doorbell with cold eyes, and then heard the sound of a servant welcoming Suzaku into the door.

There were stumbling footsteps in the empty stairwell, and a servant's worried voice, "Miss Suzaku, please be careful, there are steps—"

Suzaku is tall, about 1.7 meters tall. Compared with this, the maid supporting her is only as tall as her shoulders. The petite maid is tired and worried. She is afraid that Suzaku will fall, so she finally helped her to the corridor on the second floor. I was sweating all over.

"Hoo hoo..." The maid breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly raised her head, and found a tall and straight figure standing in the corridor, she hurriedly called respectfully, "Master."

Beitang looked at Suzaku, who smelled of alcohol, with deep eyes. She drooped her head and leaned her whole body on the maid, looking quite drunk. The maid was overwhelmed and out of breath.

He slowly approached them, grabbed Suzaku's arm, and suddenly dragged her from the maid into his arms, and said calmly, "I'll take her back to the room, you go to rest."

The maid bowed respectfully, "Yes, good night, young master."

Suzaku was extremely dishonest, twisting her body, giggling, and muttering something.

Beitang knew her drinking capacity well, she must have drunk a lot to get this drunk.

An inexplicable anger rose in his heart. She was so drunk and was out alone. Didn't she know that this would be very dangerous?Who was the blond man who sent her back just now?

She staggered and almost fell, but he held her slender waist tightly and dragged her up. She pressed against his chest, raised her head in confusion, and murmured indistinctly, "You ……Who are you?"

With a livid face, he held her with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, forcing her to look directly at him, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Take a good look at who I am!"

Her starry eyes were slightly opened, her delicate brows were slightly frowned, her face showed a thoughtful expression, and she smiled foolishly, "A Yuan, you are A Yuan—"

Beitang had the urge to throw her out.

She clasped her arms around his neck, pouted her red lips, and said pitifully, "Ayuan... I feel uncomfortable... I feel uncomfortable here..." She pointed to her chest, "My head hurts too..."

Beitang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he said angrily, "Who made you drink so much wine, it's no wonder your head doesn't hurt."

He simply picked her up and threw her on the bed.

She rolled twice on the bed in a daze, pulling her clothes with both hands. She was wearing a v-neck black off-the-shoulder T-shirt and high-waisted jeans. The T-shirt was lifted up by her, revealing a graceful waistline. The fair skin glows with a healthy glow under the soft light.

She took off her blouse from bottom to top, and threw it under the bed. The black bra wrapped her breasts, and her plump and soft breasts stood tall.

The muscles of Beitang's deep face twitched uncontrollably. Damn woman, do you think he is dead?

He quickly pulled a thin quilt over her body.

She frowned impatiently, touched the zipper of her jeans with her fingers, stabbed it, and pulled the zipper open. She twisted her slender waist and took off her pants. She reached out her hand from under the thin blanket and threw the pants under the bed.

Her movements were too large, and the thin blanket on her body was thrown aside, revealing her snow-white and slender legs, her flat and tight belly, and half of her small black underwear was exposed.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, she was hot all over, and her exposed skin felt the cold wind from the air conditioner, which was extremely comfortable. She didn't think it was enough, so she also lifted the blanket covering her upper body and threw it aside, and stretched her right hand behind her , it seems that she intends to unbutton her bra...

Beitang was a little dumbfounded.

His face darkened even more, and he quickly pulled the blanket over and covered her again.

"Let go, hot..." Suzaku twisted her body unconsciously, her charming face carried the unique laziness and charm of drunkenness.

Beitang's body froze, and a blurry image appeared in his mind uncontrollably, he was panting heavily, sweating profusely, and the woman curled up under him was moaning coquettishly, like a pool of spring water.

His Adam's apple moved, and blood rushed down.

He directly wrapped her into a rice dumpling with a blanket, his voice was a little hoarse, "Be honest, don't move around!"

"It's hot..." Her starry eyes opened slightly, her watery eyes looked at him blankly, and she unconsciously pursed her red lips, "I'm hot..."

His body tensed up, his deep eyes became deeper and deeper, intertwined with incomprehensible things, he clenched his fists tightly, stood up suddenly, strode out of her room, and closed the room with a bang. Door.

Standing in the empty corridor, he put his right hand on his chest, the heart in his chest was beating fast, his eyes gradually became clear, he told himself that he was a normal man, seeing that scene, his blood was full of blood. Swelling is a normal thing.

"Good morning—" Suzaku rubbed his aching head, and walked down the stairs slowly.

The two people in the dining room looked up at her at the same time.

Bei Tangyuan had a bright smile on his face, "Worriless, good morning."

Beitang's complexion was not good, he glanced at her lightly, then lowered his eyes, concentrating on the breakfast on the plate.

A faint fragrance rushed into her nostrils, she sat beside him, and the maid put her breakfast in front of her, and also put a bowl of hangover soup, "Miss Suzaku, this is the hangover soup that Second Young Master ordered me to make."

Suzaku said "Thank you" politely, and then smiled slightly at A Yuan who looked concerned.

A Yuan asked, "Wuyou, why did you drink so much last night?"

Bei Tangshen's subordinates paused, as if they were also waiting for her answer.

Suzaku shrugged indifferently, "It's rare to have free time, so go to the bar to relax."

Beitang said lightly, "Who was the man who brought you back last night?"

Suzaku raised her eyebrows, "I don't remember." When she felt that she was drunk, she directly dragged a man from the bar and asked him to take her home. She didn't know his name.

Beitang's deep eyes flashed, and his tone became heavy, "Do you dare to ride in the car of a strange man?"

She looked at him amusedly, "Do you think anyone would dare to plot against me?"

He retorted, "Who was that drunk last night? Even if I sold you, you wouldn't notice it."

She said lightly, "I don't need you to worry about my affairs."

Beitang punched the cotton deeply, and was so angry that he was furious. He stared at her relentlessly, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm your boss, and I have the right to control you!"

She glanced at him lightly, "Even if you are my boss, you can only manage my work and have no right to control my private life." She stood up and said slowly, "I don't think I'm suitable to live in Here, I'm moving out today."

What is this, to draw a line with him so that he can pursue her free private life?

Beitang's deep and deep eyes suddenly gathered a storm, his fists were clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hand were throbbing, and he said coldly, "From the moment you sign the agreement with me, you are my subordinates, and you must obey my orders regardless of public or private matters." Arrange! I order you, don't move!"

Suzaku looked at him calmly, with a trace of pity in her eyes, like looking at a vexatious child, her red lips moved, and said calmly, "If you want to bind me with an agreement, I have nothing to say. Boss, I I'm full, what's your order now?"

In her bones, she was a very proud person. Even if she was forced to work for him, she had never used honorific words to him. Now, she actually used honorific words to him.

Beitang's deep and cold gaze was like a sharp knife, piercing her body, but she didn't feel it. Just like that, she stood a few meters away from him calmly, and said slowly, "If you don't I'll go upstairs first if you order."

She even bowed respectfully to him.

Beitang was so angry that he threw out the coffee cup in his hand.

The coffee cup rolled to her feet, and the coffee spilled all over the floor, even onto her trouser legs. She didn't care, bent down to pick up the coffee cup in a humble gesture, took a few steps forward, and put it back on the dining table Go up, smiled faintly, then turned and went upstairs.

His face was getting colder and colder, his eyes were fierce, like a raging lion staring at his prey, stepping out of his sphere of influence step by step.

A Yuan glanced cautiously at Bei Tangshen, who had an ugly face, and said in a low voice, "Brother, you look so scary right now."

Beitang's body shook suddenly. What was he doing? He always directly kicked out subordinates who disobeyed discipline from the Yamaguchi group. There was no need to waste time getting angry with them. But now, why is he so angry?

Crazy, messed up, everything has been messed up since that night!

damn it!