Transmigration: President's strategy manual

An Xiaoyou gets up from the ground and staggers out of the room.

At the door to see the two bodyguards bruised, is scared to death.

The bodyguard at the door has long seen the boss's state.

They closed the door in silence.

As for the previous painful lessons, they naturally no longer care.

After all, the boss had an accident in the room, and they didn't notice it. It was their dereliction of duty.

……

An Jue didn't see how Gong Qing scared an Xiaoyou away.

But I also know that this boy is here because of him.

At this time, he had no strength all over, and was more upset by the feeling Valley in his body.

Looking at the boy not far away, still with his back to him, he yelled at each other: "come here."

He didn't call the boy's name, just because the two words Gong Qing had different meanings for him.

Gong Qing heard behind him hoarse, with feeling Valley owe voice sounded.

But he didn't know what to do. The man behind him was the king he was looking for.

But at this time, the two people's atmosphere is a little embarrassed.

After all, it was the emperor who planned to support the original owner.

It didn't work, but it's true.

As if knowing his conjecture, jiu'er took the initiative to open his mouth: "host, the original body of this world is called Gong Qing, which is just a wisp of your ghost. At this time, your arrival is just a fusion of it, and Mo Chen Jun is only interested in you from the beginning to the end."

Gong Qing hears nine son's words and the sum rice has been comforted, he narrowed his eyes, "can you hear my heart?"

His voice is a little dangerous. How can jiu'er not hear it.

It even busy way: "no, no, I can't hear, just explain to you, see your expression probably guess."

Hear nine son's words, the palace Qing is clear.

However, Gong Qing was not very happy to think that the original owner of the world was his ghost.

Just because this wisp of ghost mixed too miserable, and also have no eyes.

Like to sleep well, like that no good command of the conspiracy of an Xiaoyou.

There is also a solution to the group's death, which makes Gong Qing can't bear to look directly at it. It's too stupid.

An Jue saw that Gong Qing didn't pay attention to him behind his back. He couldn't help saying again, "come here, I have no strength."

When Gong Qing heard the voice behind him, he knew that he could no longer pretend to be a fool.

He turned slowly to look at the man behind him.

Anjue's body is huge, his skin is bronze, his facial features are clear and deep, just like Greek sculpture, his dark and deep cold eyes are wild, evil and sexy.

The other side's three-dimensional facial features are as beautiful as knife carving, and the whole person sends out a kind of King's spirit that frightens the world.

That beautiful face, at this time with a touch of abnormal blush.

Gong Qing looked at the man's appearance and walked quickly.

He did not dare to look at the man's face, because the other side had a pair of deep eyes.

Looking at him, he was uncomfortable, as if all his things were transparent in front of men.

Gong Qing helped an Jue to press his hand on the bar, pulled him to the bed.

When Gong Qing came to him, an Jue smelled the familiar smell of each other.

That's what he knew in his dreams.

It may seem strange, but it's true.

Everything in the dream is like something that can be done in the last life.

So real, so affecting his body and mind.

An Jue quietly relies on Gong Qing and follows his partner's steps to the bedside.

Come to the bedside, Gong Qing will lean on the man slowly to the bed.

However, as he bent down, Angier pulled him into his arms.

"Well..."

Gong Qing couldn't help making a sound when he met his hard chest.

An Jue hugged each other tightly, dried and looked at a certain part of the room.

He's fixing one thing.

Although he is under the control of Qinggu, his brain is still awake.

He was sure that the young man in his arms was the same as the young man in his dream.

The same breath, the same familiarity, even that pair of eyes looking at his line of sight is the same.

What he was familiar with did not appear when he first met.

It's just like all the things he is familiar with are only breaking out today, at this moment, at this moment.

Angier didn't think about it. At this moment, he only knew that he wanted the boy.

"How old is it?"

An Jue holds the young man in his arms and opens his thin lips.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gong Qing Leng Leng, said: "Twenty three."

On hearing this reply, he was stunned.

He looked down at the man in his arms. He thought he was just an adult, but he was twenty-three.

Then he can eat without fear.

An Jue's hand moved slowly down Gong Qing's back.

"Follow me. I'll be good to you."

Gong Qing hears speech a Leng, he knows at this time should homeopathy agree to come down.

But without waiting for him to retort, anjue pressed him and went up.

Well, Gong Qing understands that you are under the control of drugs at this time.

But Sir, could you be a little lighter.

An Jue's action is very fierce, even with a strong aggressive strategy.

In fact, he also wanted to hear Gong Qing's answer, but he couldn't wait.

More importantly, he was afraid to hear the other party's refusal, so he started directly.

There was a vague sound in the room.

……

At dawn, the handsome man in the big bed of room 888 of the hotel slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, his eyes with a trace of laziness, there is a trace of satisfaction.

This is the satisfaction of Chen Qing after the event.

Anjue opened his eyes and began to look around.

This is the room where he fell asleep last night, where he had deep contact with the man named Gong Qing.

The other party's taste was so good that he ate it over and over again.

If it wasn't for the other person's crying and begging for mercy, he really wanted to eat all the time.

After an Jue's death, he felt to one side, but it was empty.

It made his face change.

He turned to look at the empty position on one side, and anjue slowly sat up from the bed.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the emotion in his eyes was hidden by him.

Don't know what he thought, he looked towards the bathroom of the room.

Then he got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

He opened the door, but there was no one in it he wanted to see.

Angier's face was not good at all.

He picked up one side of the robe and put it on his body and went to the door.

The door was opened and the two bodyguards standing outside looked back at the boss.

When they saw the boss's gloomy face, they both clapped at the same time.

"Where's Gong Qing?"

The two bodyguards looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

However, soon they seemed to react to something, and their faces became ugly.

How could Angier not see that their faces were strange.

"Where did the man go last night?" he said