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The distance between the two got closer and closer, without too much pause, Gong Zhao used the strength of wine to kiss Han Chen's lips.

Han Chen didn't have time to push him away, everything fell into place.

That night, Gong Zhao and Han Chen, who had been abstinent for a long time, rolled from the carpet to the sofa, and from the sofa to the bathroom.

When I woke up the next day, the air was filled with the smell of semen.

The curtains were dirty.

Han Chen supported his waist and planned to leave, but Gong Zhao grabbed his hand: "Where are you going?"

"Go home." Han Chen's voice was unbearably hoarse.

"What kind of home do you want to go back to? This is your home." Gong Zhao was in a good mood at the moment, "Your current house should have been changed long ago. You live on the seventh floor without even an elevator. You don't feel tired and I will pay you back." Tired and flustered. The key is on the table, put it away, it’s close to the company, and it’s convenient to commute to and from work.”

"No need." Han Chensheng said firmly.

But after falling asleep by accident, Gong Zhao gave him a flat. The price of drunken sex is too high.

Gong Zhao persuaded him with a smile: "What is the relationship between us, how can I bear to watch you suffer?"

Han Chen asked back, "What's our relationship?"

Gong Zhao was taken aback, and was stopped by the question.

He clenched Han Chen slightly between his fingers: "What do you want?"

This question is sensitive and embarrassing. A while ago, I had just agreed to end my private physical/physical relationship. I was just a simple subordinate and boss, but today I slept for a while after submitting my resignation letter.

Han Chen couldn't help shivering, a chill from heart to body penetrated his whole body.

All these years, he has been waiting, but now, he no longer dares to think about it.

Han Chen stood by the bed, bent slightly, with a forbearing and lonely face on his face: "It's nothing, I resigned, if you want, maybe we can be friends in the future."

"I don't want the house, and I don't need it. I'm neither your lover, nor will I continue to work in the company."

Han Chen lowered his head and murmured, while explaining to Gong Zhao, he also seemed to be talking to himself.

So firm in the decision he finally made.

How could Gong Zhao just let him go.

He made up his mind and asked, "Is it appropriate to promote you to vice president?"

Han Chen was helpless: "It's not about the money..."

While they were tugging, the bedroom door was opened, and Qiao Yuxi's beautiful face showed a trace of panic. She glanced at Han Chen and then at Gong Zhao who was on the bed. Qiao Yuxi, who broke the relationship between the two, was extremely embarrassed. , at a loss, called out: "Gong Zhao."

Han Chen broke free from his hand, and the man who finally showed signs of softening immediately put on a hard armor, walked up to Qiao Yuxi, and said politely and restrainedly, "Excuse me."

"Han Chen." Gong Zhao called to stop him.

"Don't you understand? I left the company because I didn't want to see you." Han Chen who left gave him the final answer.

Gong Zhao failed to keep him, and was so angry that he smashed the ashtray by his hand.

Looking at Qiao Yuxi, the culprit who accidentally disrupted his plan, his face was very unfriendly: "How did you get in?"

Qiao Yuxi's face turned pale, and he opened his mouth to explain to himself: "I have a spare key."

If Qiao Yuxi didn't mention it, Gong Zhao almost forgot about it. For convenience, he gave Qiao Yuxi the key to this villa and asked him to wait for him in the house. Later, he forgot what it was because of it. Zhao didn't come, so he released Qiao Yuxi's pigeons and left him hanging out for the night.

In order to make up for it afterwards, Qiao Yuxi was given a car.

But that's all about Chen Zhima rotten millet.

Gong Zhao hooked his fingers at Qiao Yuxi.

Qiao Yuxi came to him with anxiety and a complicated expression.

Gong Zhao pinched Qiao Yuxi's chin, and brought him in front of his eyes: "Why, come here today, do you want to recognize your father-in-law?"