"Hey, you are a dog, why do you bite people as soon as you meet?" Yun Qiao protested.

Gong Sheng bit her lips a little painful.

Why does this man look like he hasn't eaten for several days, like a hungry wolf?

Gong Sheng slightly let go of his lips, his slender fingers rubbed her lips, and stood on her lips: "Woman, whisper! Unless you want your screams to be heard by more men..."

Yun Qiao was shocked, and a touch of discomfort and doubt flashed across her delicate face.

There is a monitor in the president's conference room???

Of course she didn't want people to hear such shameful private words!

Gong Sheng let go of his fingers and continued to bite her lips.

This time the force was controlled a little more: "Don't talk. I'm under a lot of pressure, let me relax."

Yun Qiao was speechless!

She lowered her voice, but still couldn't hide her anger: "Hey, I'm under a lot of pressure! I haven't completed the task that the bar boss asked me to complete last night! I was taken to this ghost place by your people! As a result, you have been in a meeting for the whole night. What do you mean? Do you deliberately delay me from making money, right?"

Gong Sheng was stunned and then became angry: "You are going to drink again?! Yun Qiao, do you still have some shame?"

"Haha, President, you have asked me to come to serve you. You ask me about shame? This thing is a good thing, but do you have it?"

Yun Qiao looked at the Palace Saint sarcastically.

Gong Sheng looked at her look of beating, his lips twitched and he couldn't help but bit her hard.

"Hiss--It hurts!"

"Then be honest and don't move!"

"Hey, what are you doing when you put your hand into my skirt! I don't provide such service, you go out!"

Yun Qiao covered her cheongsam.

But, her cheongsam was made in a bar custom-made work clothes, and the quality was really not very good.

Gong Sheng pulled it and teared it from the knee to the root of his legs...!

"You bastard! You pig-headed president!"

Yun Qiao looked at the guy in front of him with anger!

But I suddenly realized that Gong Sheng's eyes were not full of color and lust, but instead showed a touch of unconcealed fatigue-

"Xiao Qiao, don't talk back to me. I'm very tired... very tired... I can't save my own brothers and can't give up the responsibility of this country. I don't know if I'm worthy of being someone else's brother, and I don't know what the meaning of this position is!... Please let me go in and rest for a while..."

Gong Sheng whispered in her ear.

Yun Qiao's heart softened and did not struggle.

Such a strong man actually has a fragile side? Show his sincerity in front of her?

She doesn't read the news much, nor does she care about national affairs or social gossip. She doesn't know why he is worried. To be honest, she doesn't understand what he is muttering.

But Gong Shengshao had such a soft voice, which made her embarrassed to argue with him.

However, the next second, Yun Qiao "dead".

"Ming Sheng, you and I are so cool...q-tongued! You, where do you go to rest? You shameless black-bellied wolf, I don't agree! I don't agree with you going in! I...ah--!"

The low scream was swallowed by the crazy kiss of the Palace Saint.

The man pinched his waist almost broke, and his nails suddenly embedded into the man's spine.

The door of the conference room was trembling...

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Outside the Presidential Palace.

Gu Meifeng hid behind hundreds of people. As the protesters gathered more and more, everyone became more and more excited and angry, and they all shouted that the Presidential Palace would give an explanation for Gu Qiqi's treason. This scene made Gu Meifeng feel very happy.

Being able to abuse that little bitch with her own hands is the most enjoyable thing for her physical and mental health.
Chapter completed!