CEO spoils me too much

How much does it mean to see enough?

Show her from head to toe?

Pollution -

Ji Qianchen's small train started.

In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Ji Qianchen decided to transfer his goal.

"I don't know where the orange is. I'll find her."

"Honey, honey, mamada."

The cell phone in my pocket rings.

Take a look. It's orange.

Ji Qianchen hurriedly picks up: "where are you?"

Then she looked around. The audience was gone. There was almost no one in this area. Where could she go.

"My eldest lady, you and your husband are in love. I can't be a kilowatt light bulb in the past. Your husband can't cut me with a knife. I'll go back. We'll make an appointment next time. I wish you and your husband more and more sexual happiness..."

"Dead woman!"

Ji Qianchen blushed and didn't connect back, but was hung up by the girl.

Ling Xiaohan stared at Ji Qianchen for a while, then he was silent for a while and said to her: "you friend Not bad. "

Good ghost! It's a mouth gun with no score.

Sooner or later, they will be killed by such friends.

"Cough , it's not bad. Don't worry. I'll go back first. Let's go. "

Ji Qianchen holds his mobile phone and walks in front of him.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment on her face, she raised her face and tried to let the autumn wind blow her cheek.

Blowing, blowing, blowing, my pride and indulgence

All of a sudden, I think this song is in line with her current mood.

Hum! Hum! Someone behind did not know what kind of nerves she was carrying from behind.

"Ah Hello, what are you doing? "

Every day, she was carried up and hung upside down by the president of Lingda. She felt that she could discover the laws of physics that were more powerful than Newton's gravity.

"I want to hold you."

A president is so simple, straightforward and outspoken.

"Ah Hello, are you sure it's not carrying, it's holding? " When she just jumped out of her womb, don't you know what a hug is? The explosion of Ji Qianchen's Qi.

Ling Xiao's cold and bright eyes are slightly restrained. After a pause, he jumps out a few words, "it's all the same."

God is the same.

"Mr. President, your brain circuit is really different from those of us." Ji Qianchen is full of admiration.

"All right."

After finishing speaking, Ji Qianchen was carried into his Maybach by him.

The car started and ran all the way to Lingjia villa.

It's more than ten o'clock in the evening.

Ji Qianchen was completely tired. The first moment he got into the room was lying on the bed. Unexpectedly, spending money was also a personal work.

She had never experienced the pain of having money to spend before.

Ling Xiaohan suddenly walked to the bedside, and the cool handsome face was placed in front of her.

No words, the eyes are low and evil, shining with a different light.

There is nothing wrong with this look.

Suddenly I think of the words he said to himself at the show: "go home, let you see enough."

He shouldn't have

"Tired?"

Ji Qianchen nods. She is really tired now. She is tired all over.

"Then take a bath and go to bed."

Ling Xiaohan hands her and signals to pull her up.

Oh, he forgot that, which made her happy. She jumped up from the bed, picked up her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

Ji Qianchen, who was about to close the door for a rose bath, found that the door couldn't be closed, with one hand against the crack of the door.

That hand comes from Ling Xiaohan.

"Didn't I take a bath?"

"I mean us, together." Ling Xiaohan's tone emphasized the latter two words, together.