When a Bossy CEO Meets Gary Stu

Chapter 19

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Fair and translucent, the eyelashes are long and slightly curled, and the short, neatly trimmed hair sticks stickily to his forehead.

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"Stop, stop, what am I thinking!"

Murong Jihua patted his flushed cheeks: "It's important, it's important, what should I tell him when he wakes up... eh?"

Under Murong Jihua's earnest gaze, He Junle frowned, his butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Murong Jihua swallowed, and stood up cautiously: "Brother He, are you awake? That's it, I have something to say to you—huh?"

He Junle felt something was wrong.

Murong Jihua noticed it keenly and stopped.

With a casual and light posture, He Junle slowly straightened his upper body from the bed. However, Murong Jihua could see it clearly, the other party's eyes were foggy, gray and out of focus, it seemed...

Murong Jihua: "Hey, you, haven't you sobered up yet?"

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He Junle did not answer directly, but his eyes widened suddenly and his ostentatious movements gave Murong Jihua the most definite answer—

He Junle first looked around, with an unreal expression on his face, then grabbed Murong Jihua's neckline, and said in a trembling voice:

"My concubine, my concubine, don't just leave me like this!"

"...?"

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He suddenly let go of Murong Jihua and started pacing on the spot, looking up at the huge stone dragon on the ceiling with sadness for a while, lowering his head and covering his face without tears, and staring at President Murong who was stuck in the spot. I was stunned for a moment.

Until He Junle raised his arms and sang loudly - "The world's wind and cloud came out of my generation, once I entered the rivers and lakes, the years are urging. My great joy is gone. I am really ashamed of my ancestors! I am unwilling, I am unwilling!"

"Hehehe... Don't bully the young and poor, one day, I will take everything back! Just wait, I will go against the sky!"

Murong Jihua: ... ... I don't know what to say, give you a fork

Hey, there are people with such abominable wine taste!

Video, quickly video, and when it's over, show his younger sister Mo'er the true face of Boss He in the second grade.

Murong Jihua really couldn't stand this man's drunkenness with a good face, so he recorded a few videos and let it go, he stepped forward and knocked on the other's shoulders before being put on the bed, shaking him and saying:

"Be sober? Look, it's me—it's me, that, Su Xiaomo's boyfriend, your rival in love, do you know him? Don't make trouble, I have something to do today—"

He was suddenly speechless.

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His rival in love came over and closed his lower lip with his mouth.

! ! ! !

At that moment, Murong Jihua's brain went blank, and his world suddenly became pale and transparent at this moment, the rhubarb of the account, the redness of the bed, and the scarlet scarlet on He Junle's drunken eyebrows in front of him—

All disappeared.

However, before his brain could catch up and make a statement about the loss of his first kiss, the tip of He Junle's tongue curled up, and his teeth had already penetrated into Murong Jihua's lips.

To put it bluntly, I was bitten.

Then the culprit left a sentence "I will break the sky" and fell asleep on his back again.

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"..."

"Who, allow, allow, you, the, old, son, the, mouth, when, the molar stick, the!?"

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Murong Jihua raised his hand to wipe off the blood stains on his lips with his fingertips, leaned forward, and stretched his arms to hold He Junle under him:

"You are so arrogant. It's okay to wake up. I still want to discuss it with you. Your attitude of biting people when you disagree makes me feel that you don't feel guilty if you kill first and then play. "

He patted He Junle's side face with the back of his hand:

"Tell me, why am I so unlucky every time I'm with you, um, don't you have to make up for me?"

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your tacit agreement?"

The big-tailed wolf who was obviously bullying the drunk got the response he wanted—no response, he raised his upper body in satisfaction, and looked in his pocket.

I don't know if it was left in the stairwell—in short, the simple diamond ring that President Murong had chosen from thousands of people is gone, only one pair is left,

Cartoon rings.

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"Hiss..."

Murong Jihua's teeth were a little sore all of a sudden, but He Junle looked like he was about to wake up, and even turned over.

"... It may be even more difficult to wait for him to wake up, anyway, cartoons will make do with it first, raw rice must be cooked!"

Murong Jihua made up his mind, turned over again, grabbed He Junle's slender fingers, pointed at his ring finger and put them inside.

Then he put his ring-wearing hand and He Junle together, and made a clapping gesture of interlocking fingers—

Squeeze squeak squeak.

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"Hey, Manager Cui."

"Yes, sir."

"I have some pictures here, you let Entertainment TV show me these pictures on a loop for the next 24 hours!"

Go to bed, Your Majesty~

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"Poor lost butterflies...why they just don't understand, no matter how hard they struggle, they will not be able to get happiness in the lower races."

Country A's palace, Elizabeth's palace.

The golden-pink palace is carved with jade railings, and the snow-colored roses in the imperial garden are blooming downstairs. Looking from the huge French windows in the princess bedroom, you can just have a panoramic view of the garden.

On a quiet and peaceful afternoon, Princess Elizabeth was sitting in front of the French window in her bedroom.

She was wearing layers of warm white gauze dresses, and her long golden hair was shining brightly in the sun. She stretched out her index finger as if possessed, and licked her wet fingers against the glass.

Draw a water mark.

It reflected the frightened faces of the servants behind him.

Maid A: What is the princess talking to herself again

Maid B: Hush! You're new here, don't listen, don't look, don't care! Her Royal Highness who entered the time of the sage is scary!

Dr. Shang, who has been with the princess almost every step of the way for more than ten years, is in a cold sweat:

The princess's pupils began to dilate again, presumably the body temperature and heart rate also began to plummet again at this moment—my God, this half-dead princess is a miracle in the history of medicine!

"ah."

With a click, Princess Elizabeth, who was exerting too much force, suddenly stopped. She picked up the broken armor that was broken on the glass on the ground, turned her head stiffly, and gave the servants a smile—

"Turn on the TV, the experiment seems to have made new progress."

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"Country A's largest entertainment TV station, Lemon Satellite TV, has been broadcasting these pictures continuously for the fifteenth hour since midnight;

There are three groups in total, Your Royal Highness, this..."

Elizabeth has been sitting in front of the TV with a distracted gaze. Her skin is as cold as a zombie at the moment. After browsing the pictures of Murong Jihua and his "girlfriend" wearing rings and interlocking fingers on TV over and over again, at this moment Suddenly sneered:

"So this is Brother Mu's perfect lover?"

Her gaze gradually narrowed, and her pupils became clearer. The doctor standing by was relieved.

"I really want to meet 'her'... to let Brother Mu appreciate this, after all, how much better than me?"

Elizabeth's complexion gradually warmed up, and now she is like the girl next door that can be seen everywhere.

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— It’s just that she frowned slightly, and after thinking for a long time, she finally asked a question she couldn’t figure out:

"Why is Brother Mu and his lover's ring... um, this is... that very popular children's animation... Little Pig Peiqi?"

"Well... brother Mu must have some deep meaning in doing this. He is indeed the most outstanding man in the world. In the end... what do you want to express..."

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Let's go back in time to the early hours of the day.

Countless teenagers and girls on the earth have used living examples to prove a bloody truth:

When a person is already physically and mentally exhausted during the day, the result of letting this person touch the bed is unquestionable:

passed out.

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After Murong Jihua took the photo, he just wanted to lie on the bed for a while—waiting for He Junle to wake up from the wine fairy, but he didn't expect that He Junle even woke up a little earlier than him.

It's just that Guide Xueru's drive for shopping is too strong, and the bed is too comfortable.

At 5:30 in the morning, Murong Jihua was woken up by He Junle.

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"...!"

He Junle leaned on Murong Jihua, his face was very close, his eyes were clear, his facial lines were as sharp and delicate as ever, his thin lips were pursed, as if he wanted to say something—

It's over, it's too close.

Murong Jihua thought, this mouth still contained his lower lip four hours ago, and now there are still his teeth marks there.

He Junle was the first to break the silence: "Today, He Xi? When is AD?"

"...?"

He Junle pinched Murong Jihua's neck, but his eyes wandered to the surrounding interior layout—he said:

"I, who is it? You, who is it!"

"..."

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Oh, he just woke up, drunk? … Think…

Traveled by yourself

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Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

It's too—it's cute, or a sand sculpture.

Murong Jihua laughed wildly in his heart, but his face remained calm, his face was bruised and purple, while secretly praising the Sand Sculpture Hotel for being fake and real, thinking that it would be a pity not to tease this person.

So he acted like he was about to be pinched by He Junle, and patted He Junle's hand with a hoarse voice:

"Emperor... Your Majesty, it's a death sentence for a slave, you must cherish the dragon body."

He Junle's hands stiffened instantly:

"You—you, what do you say?"

Student He, is your classical Chinese taught by your math teacher

Murong Jihua took advantage of the trend, and deftly escaped from He Junle's hands, prostrated himself on the ground, coughed and panted in a low voice:

"The humble body of a slave,