Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

Seeing that he could not be counted on, Xia Qing simply stopped shouting. book>

In the space available for movement, he moved around, trying to use his own strength to untie those nasty fixing belts.

Jun Qi glanced at him coldly, hooked his lips mockingly, and lowered his head to continue with his business.

After finishing processing, spare a lot of time to settle the ledger with her.

Xia Qing gritted her teeth, and tried her best to hook the belt with her little finger, trying to pull the fixing belt out of the buckle. This was the only and most feasible way without violent cutting by sharp objects. [

Jun Qi raised his eyes to look at her from time to time, his expression was cold and full of sarcasm.

Gradually, the files on one side gradually disappeared, and the files on the other side piled up into a hill. Jun Qi tapped on the keyboard with one hand at an extremely fast speed. After a while, the processing was completed, and the computer was closed with a snap.

At the same time, Xia Qing was only a little bit close to success. She only needed to untie the belt tied around her waist, and she could move her hands freely. The belts above her arms and below her calves were no longer a problem.

But at this critical moment, Jun Kui came over.

He easily pushed her back to the hospital bed with only one hand, and unceremoniously bullied her over, his strong and powerful body covering her softness.

Xia Qing struggled, but couldn't break free from his embrace, her body was hugged even tighter in a blink of an eye.

Damn it, she was barely wearing any clothes, just like that he hugged her tightly even with the quilt, she couldn't tell who's heart was beating so fast, thumping, pounding, out of proportion.

"Let go of me, talk to me if you have something to say, where is my skirt? Please give it to me." She said angrily and embarrassedly, leaning passively on his broad chest like a cute silkworm baby, soft and tender He ate all the tofu.

The two were so close that she couldn't breathe.

Jun Qi raised his eyebrows, and there were two clusters of cold flames jumping in his black eyes. He stared at her lips, silent, and a strange atmosphere flowed around, which was extremely dangerous.

Xia Qing can't remember how she offended this moody man, her last memory is still on the nineteenth floor of 'hr', where CC Mo'er pushed her hard, her back hurt too much, she couldn't hide Open, and then... just passed out, and don't remember anything.

Could it be that something happened during that time that stimulated Jun Qi?

Jun Kui approached her, tightly wrapping her in his arms with his firm arms, forming a fourth prison, preventing her from moving.

Xia Qing's eyes widened, and she looked at his big hand that came over and rubbed her mouth a few times, but felt that it was not enough, so she rubbed it a few more times.

"Hey, Jun Qi, are you enough? Don't be crazy, okay?" She couldn't figure out his intention at all, so she stared at him very disturbedly, with a guarded expression.

Jun Kui, however, acted like nothing had happened, slowly doing what he thought he had to do.

Rubbing the back of her hand for a long time, Xia Qing's lips became slightly numb, and her rosy lips seemed to have become thinner a lot.

She wanted sex several times and was interrupted several times.

The sneer at the corner of Jun Kui's mouth gradually became colder, as if he was still dissatisfied. Bleak [