100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 73 A Joyful Reunion

Jian Qizhao waved his hand and said, "No need."

"Mr. Jian, a man should know how to enjoy himself. These are very comfortable, give them a try." As soon as he said this, the other bosses burst out laughing.

There were a lot of people here today, and they were all important figures. Once the door to the private room was closed, they all started acting like they weren't human.

Not only was the place smoky and chaotic, but several unruly hands were also loitering around.

"No need." This is a strange phenomenon in the circle nowadays, and Jian Qizhao is used to it. He doesn't do it himself, but he won't stop others from doing it either, since it has nothing to do with him.

Jian Qizhao refused, but other bosses were interested!

He immediately asked, "Old Chen, where does it feel good?" "Hehehe, you'll know once you try it!" Boss Chen revealed a knowing smile that all men understand.

"Come here," the boss said, beckoning to the two girls.

In places like this, some girls might not be willing at first, but after a while, they get a taste of the pleasure and become willing even if they don't want to. Most of the bosses who can afford to come here are quite wealthy, so if you serve them well, you'll get plenty of benefits.

The two girls were very proactive, and before long one of them sat down with a coquettish smile.

Judging from the boss's expression, it was crystal clear what he was doing.

Although the boss was a bit quick, the girl reacted very well, making the boss feel very capable. He pulled out a wad of banknotes from his handbag and chuckled as he stuffed them into the girl's collar.

Of course, quite a few people do this; one is greedy for money, the other lustful—it's simply a matter of each getting what they want. Jian Qizhao lit a cigarette, appearing both contradictory and harmonious with the people in the private room.

Mr. Chen was a little unsteady on his feet. He carried a girl in one arm and a bottle of wine in the other as he walked over and sat down next to Jian Qizhao.

"Mr. Jian, I've booked a room for you upstairs. I'll pick out two clean ones and send them up in a bit." Mr. Chen assumed that Jian Qizhao wasn't picky and just preferred clean food.

"No need, Mr. Chen, you're drunk." At this point, there's basically no business left to discuss.

He planned to go back later; there was no point in dragging it out any longer.

It's getting more and more chaotic here.

"I'm not drunk," Mr. Chen said while eating tofu.

"Mr. Chen, I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

"Mr. Jian, you have something to attend to? Okay, then you go ahead and take care of your business. I'll entertain you separately tomorrow or the day after."

"Okay." Jian Qizhao returned to the hotel.

Jin Huan was snuggled up in bed playing video games, not even lifting her head.

He was actually a little excited, after all, it was the first time he was sleeping with his girlfriend tonight, so he took off his clothes and went to take a shower first.

She was still playing when we came out.

Knowing that Jin Huan didn't like being disturbed while she was playing games, Jian Qizhao checked his phone for a while first, and then came over to hug him after she finished playing.

Jin Huan is really annoyed today. She keeps running into teammates with chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) tendencies when playing games.

Midu wasn't online today; she played by herself. In that match, there were only six people left, and victory seemed imminent.

As a result, while fleeing the toxic zone by car, her teammate pulled a grenade and killed all four people in their car.

I'm so angry, I just want to run up the internet cable and slap him twice. Doesn't he have a brain? Doesn't he even know how to play games?!

After that one game, she had three more bad games in a row, so she simply switched to another mobile game.

I put down my phone and snuggled into his arms.

"Finished?" He half-embraced Jin Huan and gently patted her head.

"Mmm," she responded in a muffled voice.

"What's wrong? Are you upset that my little Huan'er is having a bad time playing games?"

"Yes, I'm not happy. I kept losing tonight." Jin Huan buried her face in his neck.

"Then I'll coax you a little, and you won't be angry anymore, okay?"

"Then you have to praise me for an hour, without repeating a single thing, otherwise you don't love me." Jin Huan looked up at him.

Jian Qizhao:......

"My little Huan'er is beautiful, smart, and gentle..." After praising her for almost 10 minutes, Jian Qizhao really couldn't come up with any more words.

Jin Huan had been smiling the whole time, but Jian Qizhao suddenly stopped, and she said unhappily, "Waaah, you really don't love me."

He turned around and faced away from Jian Qizhao.

The man, feeling both helpless and amused, leaned in and hugged her tightly: "Don't you know whether I love you or not? I'll take my heart out and show it to you!"

Jin Huan really can see a man's heart, but whether the heart is out or inside, it's all the same; you can't tell anything about love or not.

So, it's completely unnecessary!

It would have been better if I hadn't hugged her, but once I did, my mind was instantly filled with fantasies, and I felt a little restless.

He kissed the back of her neck, his hand also reaching under her clothes.

"Huan'er, you smell so good." He held her by the back of her neck, pulled her close, and drew her into the bed.

Suddenly, they covered the two of them with a blanket and hid underneath.

She gave a soft groan, closed her eyes, and whispered "No" in a trembling voice.

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