Chapter 124 Going to Yuyuan Again
Si Moting bent down slightly, and deliberately lowered his magnetic voice.
"Baby, I can confess. But I'll give you some sweet treats first!"
"Don't even think about it!"
"That's not up to you!"
Si Moting put one arm around his waist and with the other hand, he held the back of his head and pressed it towards him.
The hot lips sealed Shen Qingning's resistance and swallowed his whimpers.
Shen Qingning struggled to get out of his arms.
Si Moting cooperated and stepped back step by step until he pressed the man against the floor-to-ceiling window.
The scene that happened here last time instantly appeared in front of Shen Qingning. He raised his foot to kick, but was blocked by the man's strong calf.
The kiss became harder and harder.
The car the driver drove today was a Bentley.
The back seat is spacious enough for Si Yanming, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, to perform shameless actions.
As soon as he got in, he held the person in his arms, taking advantage of the partition in the car and taking advantage of him unscrupulously.
The scenery outside the window is both familiar and unfamiliar.
Shen Qingzhi's eyebrows moved slightly, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Going to Yuyuan again?"
This man is becoming more and more demanding.
Si Yanming pinched his fingers and thought they looked particularly beautiful.
"Zhuo Yu is waiting for you. Can he take you back after he finishes the examination?"
The driver's route was already heading towards Yuyuan, so it was too late to ask for his opinion now.
Shen Qingzhi retracted his hand and leaned back tiredly: "It's already late, and you still let him come."
As a boss, Shen Qingzhi would rather work overtime himself than let his employees stay up so late.
It's too inhumane.
"I paid him tens of millions a year just to use it now."
Since he had nothing to do with his hands, Si Yanming changed his focus and started to lift the hair on top of his head.
"You are the boss and you have the final say." Shen Qingzhi closed his eyes and refused to communicate.
Si Yanming hugged him, inhaled the fragrance from the top of his head, touched his ears and fingers, as if he was playing with a figurine.
Arrived at Yuyuan.
As soon as Shen Qingzhi entered, he saw Zhuo Yu lying on the sofa, drowsy.
The temperature at the end of September is still hot, but not cold.
The servants had gone to bed long ago, and the workers looked particularly pitiful under the light.
Si Yanming walked over and kicked him: "Did I ask you to come here to sleep?"
Zhuo Yu, who was woken up, yawned sleepily and turned on the phone forcibly: "My President Si. Can't you choose a time in the mortal world?
"Such nonsense. Hurry up."
"Okay. Mr. Shen, please take a seat."
Actually, it’s not wrong to see a doctor.
Anyone who can be Si Yanming's personal physician must be good.
What's more, the Zhuo family's medical skills are well-known.
Shen Qingzhi stretched out his hand for him to feel his pulse.
"Mr. Shen's health is much better than last time. You don't need to take the Chinese medicine."
Shen Qingzhi felt much more relaxed without having to take Chinese medicine.
Just as he let go of his anger, he heard Zhuo Yu change the subject: "But the recipient always needs care. I have researched some care prescriptions and nourishing jade ointments. Does Mr. Shen want them?"
Zhuo Yu winked at him ambiguously.
As we all know, the risk on the receiving end is much greater than on the attacking end. Over time, it's normal to get a sore bottom.
But as long as it is properly maintained, it can not only keep it healthy, but also make it become enchanting.
He thought that Shen Qingzhi had a beautiful face but must be very thin-skinned.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qingzhi stretched out his hand, and the meaning was self-evident.
It seemed like he wanted free medicine.
Zhuo Yu pouted!
"Give me money. My research also costs money."
"Oh." Shen Qingzhi retracted his hand and spread his hands: "No money."
"You don't have any money?"
Zhuo Yu looked at Si Yanming and said, "You don't have money, but Mr. Si does. My herbs are so valuable. You have to pay for them!"
"Don't you want the funding for the institute next month?" Si Yanming stood aside, staring at him coldly.
Zhuo Yu immediately got scared, but when he thought about the pot of precious medicinal materials he accidentally burned during an experiment not long ago, he still stiffened his neck and pretended to be stupid.
"I don't care. You two called me here so late at night, I want compensation for mental damage!"
Si Yanming snorted coldly, his sharp gaze slashing across his neck like a knife.
Zhuo Yu felt a chill on his back, shrank his neck, and quietly turned his back to him, clasping his fingers: "Can you give me a little less?"
Three generations of the Zhuo family have been the royal doctors of the Si family, and the research institutes and Chinese medicine hospitals under their names are also invested by the Si family.
Zhuo Yu is younger than Si Yanming, and he can be considered the younger brother that he has watched grow up.
Looking at his behavior, Si Yanming knew that this man was probably short of money again.
"I'll transfer 10 million to you tomorrow. Leave the medicine and get out of here!"
"Okay! Sponsor daddy!"
After getting the money, Zhuo Yu quickly took out two glass jars from the medicine box.
The bottle is round and contains a white paste that smells very fragrant.
Zhuo Yu covered his mouth and whispered something in Shen Qingzhi's ear.
Shen Qingzhi listened and the tips of his ears turned red unconsciously.
"That's it. I'm leaving now."
"Wait a minute," Shen Qingzhi held him back, "Can you give me two more bottles? I'll give them to Ningning."
Zhuo Yu closed the medicine box and shook his head, "No need. I sold it to Si Moting a few days ago."
Oh my god!
I let it slip!
One recipe makes double the money.
Zhuo Yu ignored Si Yanming's dark face and ran away with an awkward smile.
"This kid..." Shen Qingzhi laughed, "He's quite interesting."
I think all the kids who study Chinese medicine are so cute, not so old-fashioned, and have a youthful sense of humor in their conversation.
"He is the smartest of his generation in the Zhuo family."
Si Yanming unbuttoned his cuffs and pushed Shen Qingzhi down on the sofa while he wasn't paying attention.
Shen Qingzhi still had something in her hand, and her fair swan neck was forced to raise: "I have to go home today."
"I know. I'm just helping you apply the medicine."
Si Yanming gently rubbed the corner of his lips with his thumb, bent down, picked him up and walked towards the second floor.
There was no one in Yu Garden late at night, but there was no guarantee that the servants who got up at night would see them.
If someone saw him, given Shen Qingzhi's personality, he probably wouldn't come to visit for a whole year.
So Si Yanming obediently carried the person to the second floor.
A one-meter-wide sofa is large enough to accommodate two people in close contact.
Shen Qingzhi leaned against the back of the sofa with her clothes half-undressed, her slender waist bent under the man's slightly rough palm.
The air conditioner in the room kept lowering the temperature, and even the ointment felt cold.
But Shen Qingzhi was hot.
It was so hot that it turned into fish.
Abnormal water shortage.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Si Yanming's arm, with a look of emotion in his eyes: "That's enough."
Take advantage of the medicine while you can.
It's obvious that both of us have only been doing sex for a short time, so how could he be so good at it?
"Yes. It's all my fault."
Si Yanming applied the last bit of ointment to the red area, pressed his upper body slightly, and kissed him.
His height was too oppressive, and the shadow cast by the light above his head completely enveloped Shen Qingzhi in his territory.
It's airtight and there's nowhere to escape.
After the kiss, Si Yanming pressed his forehead against his and pecked his red lips again and again.
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