Qi Yijuan looked at Qiao Zhen triumphantly; his image had instantly become much more impressive because of the game "Honor of Kings".
Qiao Zhen's eyes sparkled as she looked at Qi Yijuan, clearly showing the demeanor of a lovesick fangirl. "You focus on your work, we'll continue tonight."
Qi Yijuan felt this wouldn't do. He had things to do in the evening, and he couldn't let games take up the time he looked forward to most each day. "No, sweetie, I'll play with you for an hour at noon and for an hour after get off work, okay?"
"No." Qiao Zhen shook her head. A game takes twenty or thirty minutes, which means she can only play two or three games each time. "How about two hours tonight?"
She looked up at Qi Yijuan expectantly, tugged at his sleeve and shook it.
"Okay, okay, little vixen, I'll do whatever you say." Qi Yijuan pounced on her and kissed her.
Qiao Zhen nestled in his arms, "Didn't I tell you to read fewer of those novels? If you evolve into one of those brainless CEOs, don't blame me for turning my back on you and showing no mercy to our marriage."
"No way, those domineering CEOs in real life can only 'remain single by choice,' and I don't want to be single." Qi Yijuan hugged Qiao Zhen and reached out to touch her all over.
Qiao Zhen slapped him, "Don't touch me, go bankrupt first." She pinched Qi Yijuan's cheek, "Be good, I'll take care of you."
She packed up the insulated food container and said, "I'm leaving now, bye-bye."
Qi Yijuan watched Qiao Zhen leave with reluctance, but as soon as she was gone, his expression turned resentful. Actually, being kept by Qiao Zhen after going bankrupt wouldn't be bad; at least "romantic" things could happen anytime? In other words, sex.
No, thank you. Qiao Zhen is currently living off him. What will happen to Qiao Zhen if he goes bankrupt? QAQ
Qi Yijuan became quite busy, often not returning home until eight or nine o'clock. Qiao Zhen had to bring him lunch and dinner every day. However, he was still very demanding, and even when he was busy, he still accepted the evening perks he was entitled to.
If Qiao Zhen really cares about him and wants him to rest for one night, he will pester Qiao Zhen for benefits.
Go ahead and do it! Go all out!
After he finished, Qiao Zhen still had to serve him!
They were all spoiled by her.
Qiao Zhen thought, "Fine, I spoiled them all, so I'll spoil them to death, even if it means kneeling down."
Qi Yijuan's men discovered the anonymous shareholder and needed to go to City B. Qiao Zhen, having nothing to do all day, went with him. Qi Ze and Yao Anjing hadn't made any moves, so she didn't dare to let her guard down.
The anonymous shareholder was a wealthy man from City B. He preferred a tranquil rural life, so he only entertained Qi Yijuan.
Qiao Zhen, on the other hand, wandered around outside. She decided to go to a nearby milk tea shop to have some milk tea and chicken cutlet, and use the Wi-Fi to play a game of Honor of Kings to pass the time.
It takes about fifteen minutes.
Xiao Ling: [Oh no! That's a trap set by Yao Anjing and Qi Yijuan's father!]
Qiao Zhen: [Hmm?]
Qiao Zhen stuffed her phone into her bag and immediately ran over, like a woman moving like the wind.
Xiao Ling: [That rich man was a fake too; the tea he served Qi Yijuan was laced with cheap drugs!]
What kind of drug is considered low-class?
First seasonal medicine!
Hold!
If something really happens, who knows what Qi Yijuan will do.
Qi Yijuan was slow to realize that the tea had been spiked. He felt a surge of heat throughout his body, especially his groin, which was throbbing intensely. If he couldn't figure out what was going on, he felt like he was going to explode. He stood up and said, "My wife is waiting outside. Goodbye."
The rich man snapped his fingers, and the door was closed by the person outside, with the sound of the lock clicking shut. "It's easy to invite a Buddha, but hard to send him away. Now that Young Master Qi is here, whether you leave or not is not up to you. Young and impetuous lad, enjoy yourself."
After he finished speaking, he got up and pushed Qi Yijuan down on the sofa. "This is an aphrodisiac that I went to great lengths to get from a reclusive old Chinese medicine doctor. Don't you feel your body starting to go weak?"
With a sweeping kick, Qi Yijuan knocked the rich man to the ground. His fierce gaze was fixed on the man on the ground, the gaze one would give a dead man.
The rich man and Qi Yijuan were locked in a stalemate.
Only when Qi Yijuan's legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground did the rich man grin maliciously and order the people outside to open the door.
After the wealthy man left, the bathroom door opened, and Yao Anjing, completely naked, stepped out.
She had a tall, slender figure, straight and thin legs, and not an ounce of excess fat on her body. Her breasts, in particular, were high and rounded.
This was the first time Yao Anjing had ever done something so bold. Her cheeks flushed, and she walked step by step toward Qi Yijuan, saying, "Yijuan."
Qi Yijuan watched her coldly. With each step she took closer, he moved closer to the corner of the wall until he was completely curled up there, like a shrimp. He was already fair-skinned, but after being "nourishd" by Qiao Zhen, he became even more fair and tender.
So the blush on his face was very noticeable, and his breathing was ragged and heavy. "Get out!"
He was clearly running out of strength, yet he still hurled vicious insults at Yao Anjing.
Yao Anjing was not discouraged by his lukewarm response. She moved a little closer and said, "Yi Juan, it's just you and me here. Let me help you, okay?"
Qi Ze had told her that the drug was very potent and the dosage was large, which could easily cause hallucinations, and that Qi Yijuan would eventually be unable to resist it.
Qi Yijuan's vision was somewhat dazed and blurry, as if a filter had been applied, making it even more indistinct. He could only huddle in the corner, constantly curling up.
Seeing him bury his head in his chest, Yao Anjing knew the drug had fully taken effect. Disregarding all shame, she took a few steps forward and pressed herself against him, asking softly, "Yi Juan, who do you think I am?"
Qi Yijuan looked up at her, "Zhenzhen..."
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