Evil Master

Han Luo shakes her head. Her mind is all about how to bathe Duan Hong. At the beginning, when she sees Duan Hong, she recognizes that Duan Hong is a man who plays the role of a pig and eats a tiger. I don't know how many girls want to marry such a talented man. Although she doesn't know him well enough, we can see how heavy this man is through boss Yan's attitude towards him. Will the boss be a beast? Han Luo blushes violently, and his mind is full of scenes of Duan Hong taking off his clothes. He said that he had another identity. What identity was that? Is he really the illegitimate son of boss Yan? The company has spread. Does boss Yan want me to be his daughter-in-law? Oh, it's so sudden. I'm not ready yet. Han Luo was so upset that he said, "subordinates don't know the identity of the boss." Duan Hong said with a smile, "in fact, I'm a monk!"“ Monk Han Luo looks at Duan Hong in surprise. Duan Hong nodded and said, "yes, I'm a monk, but my research direction is different. All kinds of sufferings in the world are my research objects. Especially in the face of it, Duan Da Chang, the semi immortal Saint Buddha, was my title at that time." Duan Hong never uses big drafts to brag. Hanlo looked at him in disbelief. Duan Hong carefully looked at Han Luo's face and said, "Miss Han, I see your eyes are like water, your cheeks are red, and there is a drop of pink sweat on the tip of your nose. It seems that you may meet the man you have been searching for for for many years in recent days!"“ Ah? Is that true? " Han Luo actually believed Duan Hong. Seeing that he took down the Buddhist beads from his hands and kept twirling them, he looked like an eminent monk. Duan Hong's heart is ecstatic, but there is no trace on his face. He gently pulls Han Luo's hand, opens her palm, and feels the strange temperature. Duan Hong's empty heart is immediately satisfied“ Miss Han, you see, this is a lifeline. You have two forks here, which shows that sometimes your health is not very good, and there are often problems in your stomach, eh? Do you have a stomach ulcer“ Ah Han Luo pulls out his hand and looks at Duan Hong in horror. He really can't figure out how he can even see his stomach ulcer“ How do you know, boss? " Han Luo consciously handed over his hand again. Duan Hong suppress the mood of explosion happy secret way: general small white-collar workers have eating irregular situation, and work pressure, often eat not in time, no gastric ulcer is strange!