Mr. Dior

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The weak wife, who was unable to resist, was pressed by the vampire to **** a large amount of blood on the desk, and finally she could not help but fell weakly on the desk and gasped weakly.

His prince, full of food and drink, ignored the dying sacrifice and went to rinse his mouth first. Then he came back and hugged him off the table. Strangely, the **** little Jiao's wife didn't lose too much blood, but turned red all over.

Jiao Qi buried his face in Zhang Dazhen's arms and saw no face. He didn't make any compromises in the previous general script, and never expected to lose his forefront here at the vampire.

"Are you tired?" Zhang Chenxuan put the person on the sofa, took off his suit jacket and covered him. Just because I was so excited when I was sucking blood, I ripped off Xiao Jiao's wife's shirt.

Jiao Qi yawned. After doing such things, I will be a little sleepy, but this morning's sleep is a bit ridiculous.

"Sleep when you are tired," said His Highness Prince, who was satisfied, with an unusually good temper. He kissed the tender little sacrifices and took a nap blanket from the cupboard. "I'll call you when you eat."

Jiao Qi pulled a blanket over half his face and said, "No more in the office ..."

"This can't be guaranteed," I wanted to say that this was not a sacrifice, but the gentle aristocratic vampire would not scare the food, and Mr. Dior gently touched the face of Xiaojiao's wife. Everywhere is possible. Rest assured, this room is soundproofed. "

"..." Jiao Qi's fist hidden under the blanket was clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, and repeated three times in this way, after all, he did not reach out to punch him. If you do n’t understand the guy with an unclear head, lie in the sofa, close your eyes, and sleep.

After sleeping for half an hour, I lost my energy. Jiao Qi opened his eyes and saw that the secretary was quietly communicating with Zhang Dayu using sign language.

"Cough ..." A slight cough signaled them to wake up, and the two of them immediately let go of their voices.

"Baby, you are awake."

"Then I'll go out then." The secretary put down a paper bag, nodded to Jiao Qi, and left the office, gently bringing the door.

There is no doubt another new shirt in the paper bag. Since Zhang Dazheng became ill, Jiaoqi's expensive shirts have become disposable products, and on average they will be scrapped in two days. Anyway, from the moment Zhang Dazhen asked the secretary to lock the door, there was no way to explain it. Jiao Qi broke the jar and put on a new shirt, and sat back at the table to continue working.

In the afternoon, there was a high-level meeting in Shijiu, and Zhang Chenyi was going to the top floor for a meeting. Jiao Qi took a look at the meeting plan, and as long as four hours, he proposed to go back to plantain. Today Basho also has a project meeting.

"No, you go to the top with me." I tasted the delicious prince. I didn't want to let go for a moment. I just wanted to put a small dessert in my pocket, and I took it out and licked it.

"I won't go." At present, it seems that this script does not affect Zhang Dazhen's decision-making ability, and Jiao Qi does not need to stare at all. Two people wasting four hours doing the same thing is not in line with Jiao's principle of efficiency.

"It's OK if you don't go, but you can't leave this office," Zhang Chendi made a concession for a while, "If I came back halfway and found that you were gone, go to the Banana Blood Festival for everyone!"

"……Got it."

Although he didn't know how the prince would sacrifice his employees in blood, Jiao Qi did not leave obediently. Controlling that conference is not particularly important. You can video remotely, and you open video access directly in the office.

This project meeting mainly discusses the introduction of BBQ TV dramas. After KY returned, he actively sent new representatives to negotiate with sincerity. However, Jiao Xi was unwilling to continue to cooperate with him, so that the project team consulted other Mi TV stations at the same time.

"BBQ is mainly good at dramas, suspense and workplace TV dramas. BBL is good at family dramas and sitcoms. If you want to enhance the brand value of bananas, it is recommended to buy BBQ. If you want to traffic, BBL is more suitable ..."

Jiao Qi listened carefully to the report in the video. Suddenly he heard the office door ring, turned his head to look at it, and saw Zhang Dazhen, who was supposed to have a meeting on the top floor, secretly half-headed. He found that he immediately retracted like a gopher and closed the door with a click.

"……"baffling.

And everyone in the top meeting room was confused. Just one hour after the meeting, the president suddenly disappeared, disappeared for a few minutes and hurriedly returned to continue the meeting. At first everyone thought that the president went to the toilet and didn't care, but then it disappeared every hour, which was a bit wrong.

Sitting next to Zhang Chenzheng is Vice President Zhao in his forties. Watching the president rush out three times with urgency, the general manager Zhao whispered in concern: "Can't help it?"

"Um." Zhang Chenbi nodded, his snack was downstairs, always afraid of being carried away by others, always worried about what danger he encountered, he couldn't help but confirm every hour.

Vice President Zhao sighed. After the meeting, he sent him a newsletter of a specialist doctor and advised him: "Go and see early, this kind of thing can't be delayed."

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Chenzheng didn't know. So he remembered Xiaojiao's wife. What did this man send him as a doctor?

"Urine frequently and urgency." Vice President Zhao looked "I understand you", patted his shoulder and left.

The Honourable Prince Nicholas felt humiliated. However, the vampire is a hidden identity and cannot be made public. He cannot explain the crazy possessiveness of the small sacrifices and can only silently resist the misunderstanding of the world.

"This great burden of humiliation must be recorded in the family history of the Zhang family." On the way back, the prince Yu Yu told Xiaojiao his wife.

"I don't think the descendants of the Zhang family want to see such great achievements." Jiao Qi, who was driving, glanced at him sympathetically.

"You don't understand ..." Mr. Dior said deeply, seeing Xiaojiao's wife drive the car to the restaurant again, stopped him in time, "Go home, I'll cook for you."

Today, the small sacrifice obediently sacrificed blood to the great prince, and it should be made up. The food outside was not enough to replenish the lost essence, and he needed to cook in person.

The fridge is full of ingredients and a can of soup stock stewed by the villa's cook. It was cooked slowly over night with ingredients such as old ducks, hens, ribs, etc. All the dishes were delicious. Zhang Chenzhang simply took the whole pot of soup and stewed the Buddha over the wall.

There are automatic high-pressure shabu-shabu and various high-tech kitchenware at home. Although the stew is not as slow as the crock pot, it is faster. The little guy who has lost too much blood must be hungry, so let him eat something delicious.

Jiao Xi was uneasy standing at the door of the kitchen to watch him cook, but he was afraid he would lose something strange to enter. Fortunately, Mr. Vampire did not put any "God Beast Blood" or "Crow Hair", which are normal ingredients.

The stewed Buddha jumped on the wall table, the lid was lifted, and the rich flavor instantly filled the entire restaurant. Jiao Qi took Lao Gongsheng's soup and took a sip. It was delicious and salty. Take a bite of the scallops, leaving the lips and teeth fragrant.

Jiao Qi didn't like to eat outside. When he was a kid, because of the babysitter, he sometimes ate outside. But the meal outside is heavy with heavy oil and salt. After marrying for the first time, eating home-cooked meals made by Zhang Chenzhang was shocking.

Because that dish is full of "home" fireworks.

According to Zhang Chenzhang, the technique of cooking is learned from grandma. After her mother passed away, her grandma took care of him. Grandma is old and has nothing to teach him, so teach him a few dishes.

"My grandmother said that she can only cook if she can cook." In fact, it was not a very complicated dish. Grandma just hoped that her grandson would not starve to death after leaving. Unexpectedly, this grandson was really used to please his wife.

It was found that Xiaojiao's wife liked to eat her own dishes, and Zhang Chenzheng often cooked for him, and his cooking skills became better and better. For Jiao Qi's stomach, I also learned to cook soup.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Xiaojiao's wife in a daze, Zhang Chenzhen reached out and shook his eyes.

"It's okay, it's delicious." Jiao Qi held up the bowl and grunted and ate clean.

Based on the principle that eating a small sacrifice can optimize the taste of blood, Lord Prince actively fed him food and encouraged him to eat more.

They ate the whole pot of Buddha over the wall. It's all a big tonic. After digestion, Jiao Qi felt hot.

"Are you hot?" Jiao Qiao went to the old attacker who was lying half-playing the brain game.

"Baby, what do you want to do, eh?" Zhang Chenzhen reached out and hugged the person. The heat was of course a little hot. He ate the essence of Dabu during the day and ate the Buddha at night.

"Ok……"

"Do you still want me to **** blood?" Zhang Chen closed his brain, touched the smooth face of the small offering, and shook his head gently. "I know that sucking blood can make you feel psychedelic and even addictive, but That's not good, you will die if you lose too much blood. "

Resolutely reject the temptation of Little Sweetheart, he is a vampire who insists on sustainable development!