chapter 26 Zhao is a silly white sweet

Just like that, Zhao took Ding and walked back to the other end of the office.

Zhao sat on the chair.

At the same time, he pressed Ding's hand on his throat, and whispered with a guilty conscience: "Don't press the wrong position."

"It's so troublesome, I don't want to treat you next time."Ding shook his head, and then gently pressed Zhao's throat with his thumb, all the way down the trachea.

one time!

Twice!

Three times.

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