It's completely in a commanding tone, and there's no room for bargaining.

Upon hearing this, Qi Han's expression froze for a moment, but then he smiled again and said, "You deleted someone else's phone number. How can I break up with them?"

After a moment of contemplation, He Ming said seriously, "I can convey it on his behalf."

Qi Han laughed heartily. He hasn't shown such a smile for a long time, and the slightly narrowed eyes look very beautiful.

He Ming felt an itch in his heart and gave him a few kisses on the face, asking with a vague expression, "So, am I now considered a full-time employee?"

"There's probably no other person in this world willing to fight for me besides you." Qi Han's fingers lightly slid over He Ming's face. Perhaps due to the beautiful moonlight, his voice also became gentle. "However, it still depends on your performance."

"Okay," He Ming responded cheerfully and suddenly turned over, pressing Qi Han onto the sofa, demonstrating himself through his actions.

Qi Han didn't expect him to be so positive, and he couldn't stop laughing even more. It wasn't until He Ming covered his lips with his mouth that he struggled to stop speaking.

He was completely trapped in the sofa, unable to exert any strength, and could only use his hands to grab He Ming's neck in response to his kiss.

He Ming held Qi Han's face with one hand and slid down with the other, quickly unbuttoning his shirt and groping to pinch the protrusion on his chest.

"Ah..." Qi Han gasped for a moment, his body feeling a bit feverish.

He Ming exerted even more force to suppress him, causing the two of them to tightly fit together. He kissed him all the way down, hovering around his chest for a while before opening his mouth and biting the tip of his other breast.

"Ah... um..." Qi Han couldn't bear the double stimulation and couldn't help but shout out.

However, He Ming refused to let him go and deliberately licked it with his tongue. His strength varied from light to heavy, combined with the movements of his hands, triggering waves of trembling pleasure. Until Qi Han's waist was almost soft, He Ming lifted his head and kissed his lips again. At the same time, his hand continued to touch and slowly penetrated into the bottom of his pants.

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"Um... wait a moment..." Qi Han's body arched upwards and said intermittently, "Go back to the room..."

"Don't," He Ming grabbed Qi Han's strong desire and pushed his equally hot lower body against him, biting his ear. "I can't help it anymore." As he finished speaking, he began to shake in this position, and the amplitude increased, causing the sofa below to creak.

"Ah... slow down..." The sensitive parts were rubbed against by He Ming's rough palms and hot hard objects, and intense pleasure rose from his spine. Qi Han could no longer suppress his voice and hoarsely called out He Ming's name.

He Ming liked his current state of unconsciousness the most, so he worked even harder to stimulate his desires. Shortly after, Qi Han's legs spasmed and trembled as he shot them out of He Ming's hand.

He Ming kissed his eyes and asked with a smile, "Are you comfortable?"

Qi Han's breath was uncertain and he had no strength to speak. He Ming lifted one of his legs, reached out to the soft opening, and whispered, "Is it my turn next?"

As he spoke, he inserted his finger into the damp and hot interior, which was very tight, firmly biting him and not letting go.

He Ming's desire grew stronger in his eyes, and he thrust a few times randomly. After the place softened, he slowly pushed his stiff lower body in.

Qi Han trembled all over and snorted due to the discomfort of being entered, but not only did he not cry out in pain, but he wrapped He Ming even tighter, calling his name over and over again.

He Ming tightened his waist and as soon as he adapted, he began to move rhythmically. He has loved Qi Hanhuan countless times and is familiar with all his physical weaknesses, so every time he collides with the most vulnerable part, forcing him to moan more passionately.

"Ah, He Ming... He Ming..." Qi Han was completely immersed in passion, not even knowing what he was shouting.

And sweat oozed from He Ming's forehead, he lowered his head and bit Qi Han's lips, penetrating deeper into his body. The room echoed with lewd gasps.

After a long time, the voice gradually calmed down.

After venting, He Ming slowly withdrew from Qi Han's body, but still held onto him tightly.

The space on the sofa is extremely small, making it difficult to even flip over. He Ming couldn't help but complain, "It's time to buy a new sofa."

Qi Han was so exhausted that he gave him a weak glare and said, "Mr. He, this is my home."

"Well," He Ming nodded and said very naturally, "from today on, I will also be your person."

Qi Han was stunned and didn't answer for a moment. He Ming looked straight at him and asked, "What's wrong? You've already eaten and wiped me clean, but you plan to be irresponsible?"

Qi Han was amused by him and finally stopped. He wanted to sit up from the sofa, but his waist became weak and he immediately fell back. He Ming knew what he wanted to do, so he hugged him and didn't let him move around. He reached out to take the cigarette from the coffee table, lit it, took a sip, and then put it into Qi Han's mouth. After smelling the familiar smoky smell, Qi Han felt a bit of strength recover and pulled He Ming's arm as a pillow, sighing, "Can we... progress too quickly?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm afraid I'll regret making such a hasty decision in the future."