Good Morning, Mr. President!

Eight Hundred and Seventy-One Emotion (I)

Qiqi looked down at him and didn't move for a while.

Without waiting for a sound, Tang Jue seemed to have lost his patience, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Not happy? If you don't like it, just leave. I'm busy."

After adjusting to a more comfortable posture, he drove people away. His tone was so cold that people felt that every word could chill their hearts and freeze them.

Qiqi still remembered the purpose of coming here, so she naturally couldn't leave. Her eyes turned around the room, and finally, she obediently walked towards the bathroom.

His room is bright and spacious. Half of the wall and half of the curved glass window. Looking out of the room is a lush mountain view, and there is a bay hovering under the mountain. Qiqi walked through the window and walked towards the bathroom. The light and shadow outside the window passed over her, making her little face even whiter.

Until she went in, Tang Jue slowly opened his eyes, and there was a little more coldness in his eyes.

Today, she obviously came to beg him for that man!

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In the bathroom.

Qiqi sat on the edge of the white massage bathtub, quietly looking at the water splashing on the water surface in a daze. Her delicate fingers gently stirred in the water to test the temperature. Looking at the circles of whirlpools, she sighed softly, and there was a little more melancholy between her eyebrows.

When Tang Jue came in, he saw her like this. The place where she sat was decorated by the morning light outside the window.

Her eyes were slightly drooped, and her fluttering eyelashes were like two fans. She never put on makeup, but her eyelashes were so thick that they seemed to be carefully painted.

On weekdays, Tang Jue had seen countless women, and almost all of them were made up exquisitely, like Wen Xin, who looked like an impeccable doll every time. Therefore, he was also used to seeing those girls with makeup, always feeling more energetic that way, and looking at them was also comfortable in his heart.

But she was an exception.

She didn't like to wear makeup, and her skin without makeup was crystal clear and rosy. It wasn't perfect to the point of being completely flawless, but she looked like a porcelain doll.

At this moment, she was obviously unhappy, and her face was slightly sad.

"How much water do you want?"

She noticed his entry, turned her head to look at him, and spoke first. The unhappiness just now was already hidden.

Tang Jue came back to his senses,

restrained the burning light in his eyes, and said coldly: "30 degrees."

"Then you sit and wait for a while, right away." Qiqi's tone was a little more deliberately flattering.

She figured out that she had something to ask of him. It was better to please this proud man than to quarrel with him. If he got bored, he would naturally let her go.

For her attitude, Tang Jue suppressed a fire in his heart, and only ordered: "Go to the locker room and prepare a bathrobe for me, I will wear it later."

According to Qiqi's usual temperament, even if she didn't refuse, she would not let him command her, but at this moment she just responded lightly, brushed his body, and walked out.

After a while, she came from the locker room with a set of white bathrobes and handed it to him. Without even looking at it, he reached out and threw the bathrobe aside, "No white."

It was obvious that this person was deliberately looking for trouble. Qiqi didn't say anything, just turned around and left.

Behind her, Tang Jue stared at her obedient back, her face already quite ugly.

When she came back, she had a gray bathrobe in her hand.

Tang Jue pulled the clothes over and threw them directly on her, "Change the color!"

He was arrogant and strong. The moment the clothes were lifted up and fell, the belt hit Qiqi's fair face hard. It felt like being slapped in the face, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

She was slightly stunned, and her eyelashes trembled.

Tang Jue lowered his head to look at her, and when he saw the red spot on her little face, his heart tightened. His anger was suppressed, and he subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to turn her face over to take a closer look, but...

Before his fingers touched her, she had already turned her face away.

"I'll change to another color."

Her tone was much colder, but she still didn't get angry. She was just a toy in his hand, being led by him by the nose, what could she do to protest?

She just turned around to pick up the gray bathrobe that fell on the ground, and held the white bathrobe in her hands, ready to go out with an expressionless face.

Tang Jue's eyebrows jumped, "Stop!"

Qiqi took a deep breath, and after a while, he slowly turned around.

The storm in Tang Jue's eyes was about to burst out, but he restrained himself and just spoke calmly, "Since you are so obedient, why don't you take off your clothes yourself, so that I don't have to do it?"

Qiqi's eyelashes trembled, and the hands holding the clothes tightened a little. At this time, some emotions could really be seen on her little face. .

He sneered, "You have already planned to sell yourself to me today, and you are reluctant to give up your reserve and self-esteem?"

Qiqi's little face was pale.

It was indeed as he said, she felt that at this moment, she was a commodity to be sold. Cheap and humble, she was obviously forced to this point by him, but he looked down on her like this.

Her heart was tight and painful.

Under Tang Jue's mocking eyes, she finally put down the bathrobe in her hand slowly. Then, as if she had given up, she raised her hand and unbuttoned her shirt one by one. However, it was this action that seemed to completely annoy Tang Jue. He stepped closer and directly picked up Qiqi from the ground, without taking a bath, and threw her onto the bed.

Qiqi got up in a mess, only to see his furious look. She was obviously agreeing with him in everything, why was he still so angry?

Tang Jue grabbed her chin, his eyes as if he wanted to devour her, "When something happened to Jiang Shao, you were not in a hurry, and you could still plan to give birth to a child for Mo Xun. Now that something happened to Mo Xun, you can't wait." Did you send yourself to the door in such a humble manner? "

His tone was gloomy and defeated.

There was an unknown fire in my heart, but I couldn't find an outlet to vent it.

Qiqi sank into the soft bed, staring at him who suddenly became angry for no reason, "I came to beg you in a low voice, isn't that what you want? You want me to admit defeat in front of you, and now I have given up, and you still want to What’s not to like?”

"I want you to admit defeat?" The man sneered, as if he thought what she said was a joke, "I want you to admit defeat for no purpose!"

He, Tang Jue, wanted to admit defeat, but it was a piece of cake. Why did he need to spend so long with her? However, in the world of love, what does he want to win or lose?

All he wants is for her to stay by his side! What she wants is that in her world, he is the only one in her eyes! But, obviously, in his world, that Mo Xun is much more important than him!

Jealousy fills the whole heart. Facing Qiqi's completely confused look, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips fiercely. With a raised hand, he pulled off her bra.

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