Quick Transmigration: Take on Scheming Boss

Late at night, listening to the sound coming from the apartment next door, Su Yao suddenly worried.

Looking at the degree of Ji Qinglin's dark circles under his eyes, it should be that he hasn't had a good sleep for several days in a row. This person can't sleep for a day, let alone several days and nights.

It would be bad if he died suddenly.

So thinking, Su Yao was more worried. He casually put on a coat, ran out in a pair of slippers, and knocked on the door of the apartment next door.

After a few minutes, the door was opened, and Ji Qinglin came out from inside.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Su?"

"I heard something just now. I'm afraid something might happen to you. I'll come and have a look." Su Yao said, "your face is very ugly, isn't it uncomfortable?"

"Nothing. It's just a headache."

"Headache is not a small problem. I have to go to the hospital. I'll take you to the hospital now."

Ji Qinglin refused his kindness, "no, I just didn't sleep well, and I'm used to it."

"In that case, I'll give you a massage. That will make you more comfortable."

Su Yao said as he pushed him in.

Ji Qinglin can only ask him to massage himself.

I don't know where Su Yao learned the technique. After he gave him a massage, Ji Qinglin felt that his head didn't hurt so much.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Su."

"If you really want to thank me, talk to me for a while."

Since Ji Qinglin said that his voice can make him sleep, I will let him sleep well now.

Ji Qinglin answered, "good."

So, the strange dialogue began -

"Mr. Ji, have you ever been in love?"

"What is love? Is it important to have a career?" Ji Qinglin asked.

Su Yao was choked by his words, "then you are not going to fall in love all your life?"

"I guess so."

“…… What do you think of me? "

Ji Qinglin immediately sent him a good man card, "Mr. Su, you are a good man."

Su Yao

Shit, I can't talk anymore.

"Mr. Ji, I suddenly want to sing a song. I just thought of this song. Can you help me to hear if there is any problem?"

Ji Qinglin knew the effect of his singing on himself, so he quickly refused, but it was too late.

Su Yao has already opened his voice, and he is still singing a little yellow song. The lyrics are very explicit.

Ji Qinglin inexplicably remembered the dreams he had had before, and his ears became more and more red. As soon as he was ready to say something, a strong sense of sleepiness suddenly swept over him, and he just went to sleep.

After a song, Su Yaogang wanted to ask Ji Qinglin if he felt anything, but found that he was asleep.

He could only swallow what he had just said, and then he took Ji Qinglin back to his bedroom. By the way, he did it to the end and took off his clothes and shoes.

Ji Qinglin looks tall and thin, but he didn't expect that after he took off his clothes, he was so tall and thin.

Looking at his perfect eight abdominal muscles, Su Yao swallowed his saliva, then couldn't help reaching out and touching a few, just like a sex wolf.

Tangyuan are some can not go on, "host, you can not be so good / color, your saliva down."

Su Yao stretched out his hand and wiped his saliva at will. "He's my object. What's wrong with me touching his body, and he's not awake now."