Love of a wealthy family: only favoring Cinderella

Chapter 12 The lamb is so lively and fragrant, Mo Mi really couldn't take it anymore, she shook her head with a charming smile, turned around and walked to her CEO's seat, elegantly took a cigarette in her mouth, looked at Jiang Han's rude behavior, and said kindly Said kindly: "Han, be gentle with her, she is my employee."

Jiang Han turned a deaf ear and continued to act roughly.

"Uh... get away... woo... don't do this... ah..." Xia Cao struggled desperately, yelling with tears streaming down her face, "Woo... get out, let me go... er ..."

Perhaps because she thought her voice was too loud, Mo Mi frowned, and then said thoughtfully, "Han, are you going to exercise in my office?"

Jiang Han hugged Xia Cao's waist tightly, grabbed her long hair with all his might, kissed her face hard, met Mo Mi's pretty handsome face, and said resolutely with a little breathlessness: "Yes, for The first person to slap me, I will definitely do Fa-rectification on the spot." After finishing speaking, he quickly lowered his head and kissed Xia Cao's creamy skin densely...

This man is full of strength, blatantly and indulgently devouring her pure soul, no matter how much she struggles, no matter how much she shouts, she can't do anything, she resigns herself to her fate and closes her big clear and beautiful eyes, letting her tears flow into a sad river...

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The beast-like strong love seemed to have begun, and she couldn't escape or avoid it.

One of them is a tiger, the other is a cheetah, and the other is a legendary dragon, and she is just a little grass.

She became a lamb at the mercy of others, shed tears and died of heartache, just being bullied and exploited by him, the whole process was simply dazzling...

Ouyang Nuo sat on the leather chair as firmly as Mount Tai, listening to the sound of the collision of evil and civilization, watching her trembling and crying in the increasingly disordered panic and helplessness, it seemed that there was a faint trace of compassion, elegant There was always an affinity on his handsome face.

There was a faint smile on Mo's monster-like handsome face. Suddenly, he raised his face, turned his head to look at Ouyang Nuo, and asked with great interest: "Nuo, don't you feel moved after seeing such a passionate scene? Huh? "

Ouyang Nuo smiled elegantly, "Being excited doesn't mean you have to act."

Hearing this, Mo Mi stroked her beautiful pointed chin, narrowed her electric phoenix eyes, and looked at his lower body, showing suspicion without any concealment. "No, are you..."

"Don't doubt." Ouyang Nuo knew his suspicious gaze, interrupted him immediately, glanced at him, then looked at Jiang Han who was having fun and love, and raised his lips confidently, "I'm normal, no worse than you. "

"Hehe..." Mo Mi couldn't stop laughing, "Haha, Nuo, I feel relieved when you say that, hehe..."

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It was already off-duty time, Li Xuanhao parked his car outside the company gate, and kept an eye on the people who came out intermittently.

After waiting for a long time, he still didn't wait for Xia Cao. Feeling anxious, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed her...

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In the luxurious office, the sensuality of sex was still being played out, even if her cell phone rang when she dropped it, Jiang Han never paused...

'I stand on the roof, in the light and shadow of dusk, I hear the sound of love coming, the subtle reaction, I suddenly think of you, this tacit understanding, it feels like a mystery, I am a little anxious, and I am a little angry, don't give up, okay, I am here Cross the road, where are you...give me some love-like response...'

The phone rang for a long time, and she, who had been toyed with by him for so long, shed another crystal clear tear.She seemed to know that it was him who called, shattering her numb heart, and being able to feel joy and sorrow... Li Xuanhao, I'm done, don't talk to me anymore...

Like Mo Mi, Ouyang Nuo must be more leisurely. Looking at Xia Cao's pitiful tearful face, he got up gracefully without too much hesitation, went around the desk and picked up the pink mobile phone that was still calling for its owner...

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Uh... Xia Cao, be strong, hold on! !

Do you believe in the rainbow after the storm? ? ?