Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

More and more people gathered outside.

He Ming called Zhou Huai'an over, and Zhou Huai'an then brought all those young masters over.

Qin Lin stood on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling window with his assistant, and even Ren Heng called over a few of his bodyguards who weren't on duty, just in case.

A large group of people pressed themselves against the floor-to-ceiling windows, straining to hear what was happening inside. Their expressions gradually shifted from initial anxiety and worry to a subtle, stiff one.

Everyone turned to look at He Ming.

Zhou Huai'an's tone was filled with indignation at being deceived.

"Is this what you meant by Qi Yuge wanting to kill someone? Who's really behind this? They're even playing a 'discipline play' now. Look at them, so capable, tsk."

Inside the examination room, the temperature continued to rise.

The air was filled with a certain ambiguous and damp atmosphere.

A thin layer of water vapor condensed on the stainless steel surface of the operating table.

Qi Yuge leaned on Li Yaoyao's shoulder, his breathing heavy and labored.

Because I just finished a "self-help" session.

He gripped her wrist firmly and guided her hand through the process.

Even at the very last step, this girl still wouldn't let me touch her.

He originally intended to force himself on her. He hadn't seen her for seven days, and he had been thinking about her for seven days. He was filled with anger and energy, and he was determined to have her today no matter what.

But when he looked at her.

She bit her lower lip, her eyes red-rimmed, and gripped his wrist with her fingers, pleading with him in a soft, hoarse voice, begging him not to put it any further in.

He obediently endured it.

When did the word "endure" ever exist in Qi Yuge's dictionary?

Even though he was about to explode with anger, he didn't resort to force.

"But you have to feed me some scraps of meat, baby?"

His voice was hoarse and low, carrying a kind of aggrieved accusation.

Li Yaoyao blushed and turned her head away, reluctantly letting him hold her hand as she completed the final step.

Afterwards, he rested his chin on her shoulder, a cigarette between his fingers, and casually stroked the bare skin of her back with his large hand.

Li Yaoyao's T-shirt was pushed up above her shoulder blades, revealing a large expanse of her fair back, which gleamed with a warm, ivory-like sheen under the dim light.

He slowly twirled the cigarette between his fingers, as if savoring the afterglow or suppressing a restlessness that had not yet been satisfied.

In fact, he was not satisfied.

His expression throughout clearly said, "Not enough, far from it."

But he didn't press her any further.

"Your reason is not sufficient, Li Yaoyao."

He lowered his head, his lips pressed against the bare skin of her shoulder, his breath hot and itchy.

Li Yaoyao's eyes were red and her head was still spinning, but her will to survive kept her brain working at high speed.

"Didn't you see the hospital just opened today?"

Her voice was tearful and nasal, sounding pitiful.

It sounds like they've suffered a tremendous injustice.

"My shop was vandalized. At the time, all I could think about was the shop. I had to redo the renovations, buy new equipment... How could I possibly end up in jail at that point... Who would care about my shop if I went in!"

Qi Yuge narrowed his eyes and pinched the soft flesh on her side with his fingers, neither too hard nor too soft.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You mean... the shop is more important than me?"

Who do you think you are?

Li Yaoyao hissed in pain, but remained stubborn.

"What right do you have to make me abandon my hard work?"

"Do you believe I can make sure you can't work in Beijing anymore?"

His voice was very low, as if he were talking about something trivial.

Li Yaoyao was terrified.

She gently hooked her ankle around his calf to appease him, then pulled a lighter from his still-unzipped pants.

—This is shameless.

She's probably figured out what works on men.

"Why wouldn't I believe you? Of course I believe you. Who are you, Qi Yuge? You're a tyrant in Beijing. Even the King of Hell would avoid you. If you make it impossible for me to continue operating, I'll have to pack my bags and go back to my hometown to grow corn tomorrow."

Qi Yuge's Adam's apple bobbed as she teased him.

Looking down at the red flesh inside that little mouth, opening and closing, making a series of popping sounds in front of him.

The anger in my heart was mixed with something even more intense, and I couldn't tell which one prevailed.

He snorted, lowered his head, and used her hand to flick the pulley with his thumb, causing the flame to leap up.

He brought the cigarette closer.

A bluish-gray smoke slowly rose between the two of them.

His expression was blurred, as was her flushed ears.

Then he tilted his head, brushed his lips against the smoke, and planted a kiss on the corner of her mouth.

Scalding hot and mesmerizing.

It was as if they were drawing a less-than-perfect conclusion to the unsatisfying lovemaking that had just taken place.

.

They walked out of the consultation room.

Qi Yuge was in front, and Li Yaoyao followed behind.

Her lips were red and swollen, and her face was also red, making her look like a glutinous rice ball that had been rolled and flattened.

Qi Yuge glanced down at her waistband.

The jeans weren't buttoned up properly, revealing a small section of the edge of the cotton underwear.

He put the cigarette in his mouth and knelt down on one knee.

He first supported her hip bone before helping her button up her clothes.

The movements were swift and decisive.

Li Yaoyao turned her head and saw a huge crowd of people outside the French windows.

All eyes were on the two of them.

She saw Zhou Huai'an leading the group, pointing at them exaggeratedly.

Li Yaoyao's brain went blank for a moment.

She instinctively grabbed Qi Yuge's hair and pulled it outwards.

"Get up! Don't... don't..."

Qi Yuge fastened his buttons but did not stand up immediately.

He knelt down on one knee, put his arm around her waist, lifted the hem of her T-shirt, and kissed her soft belly.

When my lips touched it, it felt both hot and itchy.

He looked up at her, his tone frank and unrestrained.

"What's wrong? You've seen everything you needed to see and touched everything you needed to touch, what's there to be shy about?"

"People! There are people everywhere outside!"

Li Yaoyao pointed desperately at the French windows, her voice almost screaming.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, pretending to admire the scenery.

Zhou Huai'an stiffly held up his phone, aimed it at the image of Qi Yuge kneeling on one knee and kissing Li Yaoyao's belly, and snapped a picture, freezing this moment in time forever.

Then he put down his phone and spoke in a reverent tone that one would only speak after witnessing a miracle.

"Sister Li is amazing... She's done a fantastic job training her."

Li Yaoyao covered her face with her hands, peeking through her fingers at the row of onlookers with varying expressions.

She thought that being live-streamed riding an ostrich was already incredibly embarrassing.

I never imagined something even more outrageous could happen!