Chapter 64

"Fuck, when did you come in?"

Ji Heng raised his hand and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his white shirt, revealing his perfectly lined collarbone. His fair skin glowed brightly under the incandescent light. He walked towards Song Shixu and said, "Just when you said After I have no desire to fuck me."

Song Shixu watched as he unbuttoned and rolled up his sleeves, his uneasiness grew little by little, he quickly got up from the swivel chair, stood behind the swivel chair, trying to block himself.

Although I was already discouraged in my heart, I still refused to admit defeat. I turned on my camera and looked at Ji Heng's face, feeling a little lacking in confidence: "Come on, come on, take a look for yourself, your face is like constipation, yourself Want to fuck?"

Ji Heng curled his lips coldly, raised his hand to take off his glasses, his peach blossom eyes were dark, as if dark clouds were pressing down on him.

"I can't do this skill, but I can fuck you."

What the fuck? ? ?

Song Shixu gritted his teeth, Ji Heng is so good-looking, and usually looks gentle, like a dog, why is he more flirtatious than her every time he speaks?
Song Shixu hid behind the swivel chair, pointed at him, and spoke to him in a breathless voice.

"You are sexual harassment within marriage."

Ji Heng's eyes were slightly raised, and when she looked at Song Shixu, she always felt chills on her back.

Song Shixu was muttering inwardly, when Ji Heng grabbed his wrist suddenly, Song Shixu turned pale with fright, his eyes widened, and he uncontrollably threw himself towards Ji Heng.

Ji Heng took her wrist with one hand, pushed hard toward his arms, turned the swivel chair with his right hand, and Song Shixu followed his strength and sat directly on the swivel chair.

Ji Heng leaned over, put his hands on the armrests of the swivel chair, and looked down at Song Shixu condescendingly, his pretty eyes were flushed, and the corners of his lips curled up a little, with a half-smile that made Song Shixu's back stand up. A layer of cold sweat broke out.

He pursed his lips, his eyes shone brightly, he looked demonic and evil, his voice was deep and magnetic, with a rising end, with a gentle tone: "What? You want to sue me again?"

Song Shixu lowered his eyes, pulled the corners of his lips in disdain, and muttered carefully: "The old man just holds grudges."

"Old man?"

"What? Are you not convinced? Take a look, these models in my studio, which one is not a young fresh meat, compared with others, aren't you just an old man?"

Song Shixu pointed his mobile phone screen directly at Ji Heng, and the confidence that he was scared back just now came back somehow, looking confident.

Ji Heng pursed the corners of her lips, her eyes became deeper and deeper, staring at Song Shixu made goose bumps all over her body, she quickly retracted the hand holding the phone, and pressed the other hand on Ji Heng's chest, thinking Pushed him away, but was directly held by Ji Heng in his palm.

Song Shixu was startled, and quickly pulled his hand back, his voice was high-pitched, with a panicked tone, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Ji Heng, what are you doing? Let go!"

Ji Heng refused, and with a little more strength, he pressed her hand and walked down to the abdomen. Ji Heng lowered his head a little, and his handsome face was enlarged in front of Song Shixu's eyes, with three-dimensional and deep features, and a pair of peach blossom eyes It was light red, like the color of peach petals, and the tone was a bit hoarse, and the lowered voice rang in the ears, making Song Shixu's ears and body numb.

(End of this chapter)

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