Imperial President, Tease me!

Thin lean gathered his chest together with his hand, "I'm serious. Is it a chest restraint?"

Jing Shuang smiled. "It's not good to have a small chest? A small chest looks good in clothes. Really, look at the models on the T-stage. They don't have a small chest. They bring their own fairy temperament Mou and pretend to be cute."

Thin tilt put on the dress, "but... Doesn't it mean that cute is worthless in front of sexy?"

"Don't worry. You're still worried that Mr. Xi thinks you're small? Please, even before you were a man, why did he dislike you when you became a woman? It's impossible." Jing Shuang said positively.

Bo Qing chuckled, "I'm not afraid he'll dislike... Whether he likes it or not has anything to do with me?"

At this time, Bo Qing feels that he should show some backbone. After all, what Jing Shuanggang just said also has a certain reason.

"Yes, boss, you should think so." Jing Shuang nodded repeatedly and affirmed Bo Qing.

Thin pour smiled faintly, then put on his wig, and then picked up the small mirror to see what was wrong.

"Shuang, why didn't you bring me cosmetics?"

"Boss, do you need make-up on your face? You didn't want everyone to see your true face before. You just learned to imitate make-up. Now there's nothing terrible. Believe me, your plain face can definitely make a big picture. It's you who commit murder on the basis of beauty, boss." Jing Shuang started the rainbow fart mode.

Bo Qing smiled, "Shuang, this eloquence is really blind not to do sales."

Jing Shuang's face looked bleak, "boss, do you guess if Mr. Xi will come to you later?"

Bo tilted and shook his head, "I don't know."

"I think so." Jing Shuang coughed softly and continued, "boss, as long as Mr. Xi comes later, you don't say anything. Just jump on him and kiss wildly. He's absolutely angry."

The more Bo Qing listens, the more he feels that Jing Shuang is very unreliable.

Xi Jinyan is not the kind of person who will be fascinated by sex, but she

Cough

Thin lean coughed lightly and nodded, "Oh."

"Boss, you really believe what I said now. I'm kidding." Jing Shuang quickly changed his words, "When Mr. Xi comes, you don't do anything. See what he will do. If he takes you home and throws you into bed, it proves that he has you in his heart. Now it's just a moment of anger... If he doesn't come, forget it. We don't want such a man."

Bo Qing: "... Where did you learn all this mess?"

"TV dramas and online novels are written like this," Jing Shuang replied.

Thin tilt despised and pursed his lips. "You'd better look at those things less. You've been poisoned."

"Don't believe it, boss. Sometimes it's really like that. The more a man cares about you, the more angry he will be and the more violent he will appear. But that kind of violence is limited to in bed. If he really hits you, don't leave it for the new year as soon as possible." Jing Shuang said with old experience.

Thin tilt: "..."

Idol drama really kills people.

She really can't answer that.

After a while, Jing Shuang parked his car in the parking space near the bar, then untied his seat belt, "get off, boss, like a seaweed, seaweed, seaweed, swaying with the wave..."