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The painting was noticed by Donald as soon as they came out.

She took out her mobile phone and took a look at the comparison in the picture. She knew that this man was indeed Donald.

She has to figure out how to get close to Donald.

Zhihua was thinking. At this moment, he saw Donald stand up.

Zhihua immediately walked over with a wine glass.

Donald saw that it was a little girl in red who was coaxed by his men. He just looked at it and ignored it.

I saw that I was walking very well just now. When Zhihua's body deviated, the wine in the glass poured onto Donald.

Zhihua exclaimed, his body tilted, and the whole man fell into Donald's arms.

She seemed stunned and looked at Donald blankly.

Her eyes are pure. This appearance is the most attractive.

However, Donald's look did not change at all. He looked at Zhihua and said coldly, "have you laid down enough? Get up."

Knowing the cold sound, Zhihua immediately got up from Donald's arms and quickly stepped back.

She deliberately pretended that she was about to cry. There was water mist in her beautiful eyes. She choked and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Donald didn't want to quarrel with her. He wanted to wash in the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, Zhihua smoked the paper towel next to him and rubbed it on him.

It seems that there is no law in the action of painting. In fact, she specially touches Donald's sensitive parts.

While waiting for Donald to hold her or say something ambiguous, Donald pushed him away: "get out of the way."

Zhihua staggered back a step. She looked at Donald's back blankly.

Logically speaking, she has reached this point. No man should be able to resist this power.

Unexpectedly, Donald didn't respond at all.

No, is it difficult? Donald is not a normal man at all?

With this understanding, Zhihua shivered. However, she had to bear it for the next task.

Donald's men looked at Donald's back when he left. They were also puzzled: "why did brother Tang push away when this beautiful woman threw herself into her arms?"

"No, it's cheap. Don't take advantage of it. What's the situation, brother Tang?"

"Stop talking nonsense here. Brother Tang can do whatever he wants. Can you control it?"

The discussion ended instantly. When the man spoke, he immediately fell silent.

Who doesn't know, he is Donald's most loyal fan. You can't let others say anything about Donald, even their brothers.

Everyone is used to their temper, so they don't talk.

Donald came back after cleaning his clothes. His already smelly face became even more smelly. At first glance, he looked unhappy.

Everyone looked at each other and dared not speak.

When Zhihua saw Donald coming back, he deliberately stood up from his chair and passed with red eyes: "Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I can compensate you for how much your clothes cost."

Donald's men are all booing.

However, Donald looked at the painting with impatience in his eyes: "get out of here!"

Zhihua looks very bent. Her tears are swirling in her eyes. It hurts to look at it.

When the brothers saw Donald yelling at a charming little girl, they immediately advised him, "brother Tang, are we a little too much? You're a little girl, and your tone is a little too heavy."

Donald glared at the speaker. He immediately shrunk his neck and dared not speak.

Donald looked up and saw that Zhihua was still standing.

His heart became more agitated. He shouted, "can't you understand people? Get out."

Knowing that the painting was scared to white, of course it was pretended?

She covered her face with her bag and ran away.

Donald didn't see anyone and finally felt quiet.

Li Junting and Feng Jinbei are hidden in the corner and see this scene in their eyes.

Both men's faces were dignified.

Soon, Li Junting, Feng Jinbei and Zhihua met in the villa.

Zhihua sat on the sofa angrily. She felt that her appearance had been greatly provoked today.

Donald didn't respond at all. He really didn't respond at all.

I feel very angry when I think about knowing painting.

If you are an ordinary man, you can't stand it long ago. Where can you last so long?

Is it difficult? Her charm has really declined.

Zhihua looked at fengjinbei sitting on the left of the sofa and suddenly came up with an idea.

Feng Jinbei was still thinking about what Donald was. He looked up and saw Zhihua standing in front of her.

Seeing the beautiful face of Zhihua, Feng Jinbei blushed and stammered: "Zhihua, Zhihua, what are you doing?"

I saw that Zhihua sat directly on the leg of fengjinbei without saying a word.

Feng Jinbei was at a loss. He didn't know where to put his hand.

Knowing that the painting is slowly touching the chest of fengjinbei, fengjinbei is stiff.

Zhihua hooked his lips, and then blew a breath in Fengbei's ear: "do you like me?"

Feng Jinbei felt that his soul was about to be hooked away, and he was about to blurt out his love.

Seeing that Zhihua suddenly came down from him, she shrugged helplessly: "look, it's not that my charm has decreased, but that Donald is not a man at all."

I saw that a small tent was set up between the legs of Feng Jinbei.

Li Junting turned his head and couldn't help laughing.

Feng Jinbei reacted and looked at him awkwardly.

"I, I, I..." he wanted to explain, but he couldn't even speak clearly.

He could not wait to find a way out.

Finally, he went back to his room with shame and anger.

Seeing that Feng Jinbei blushed and was about to drop blood, Li Junting looked at Zhihua reproachfully: "Zhihua, you are too much."

Zhihua was a little helpless: "I just want to try. Who knows he can't help teasing. President Li, what do you say about Donald? It won't really work?"

"I'm not sure." Li Junting frowned. It was known that the painting could withstand such provocation. Unless Donald was determined, it was really that aspect, or he was really cold, and he was not interested in this aspect at all.

Li Junting was a little helpless and finally thought of a way. Now he really didn't know how to get close to Donald.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, I thought of it. You said, Donald should not, should not be..." knowing that the expression of the painting was endless, I looked at Li Junting and stopped.

If so, it's easy to do.