Madam, president loves you secrectly

Damn Jun Yanchen, it's not good to choose a name. It's just that you collide with "Liyan". I'm afraid it's better to choose a king of cat and dog mountain than "Jun Yanchen".

Naturally, song Manxi didn't hear his psychological movement. He just asked him uncertain, "did you say shit just now?"

"No." Jun Xiao just felt that he was in a very dispassionate mood. He should have thought that this man lived heartless and heartless. At the beginning, he walked smoothly and simply.

The name is still ambiguous.

When I misunderstood, I didn't explain to him at all. If I told him earlier, how could they waste so long.

Jun Xiao narrowed his eyes with a sense of resentment: "why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Seeing that his tone was not good, song Manxi counseled him, took a few steps backward, and was still arguing forcefully: "you didn't ask."

"Then you have a lot of opportunities to say."

"I don't know. You know I like brother Xiaoyan. Anyway, I haven't called him that for a long time. I forgot if you didn't mention it. Where did you know?"

Guilty, he paused for a moment and said, "it's strange that you remember. There's water in your head all day."

You called me in a dream. Although I'm happy to know you're calling me, it doesn't prevent me from getting angry.

Song Manxi bit his lower lip and looked innocent. Wei qubaba said, "you hurt me. I just made up. You hurt me again. I won't spend nine yuan and nine. I'm going to find the vase."

As soon as he said this, Jun Xiao dangerously picked his eyebrows. The next second, he quickly untied his seat belt, strode away and opened the door.

Song Manxi's secret is not good. She will run when she sees it, but how fast can she run in high heels? Suddenly, she was caught up by the people behind her and buckled her waist.

His fingers pinched her waist, giving her an itchy, numb feeling.

"Take my money for a vase? I haven't been wronged yet. You've been wronged first, huh? It seems that I'm going to be a Zhengfu Gang today."

Song Manxi felt itchy when he made trouble. He begged for mercy and smiled: "Oh, oh, I'm wrong. I'm wrong. In public, Chen Liyan, pay attention to the influence."

Jun Xiao grabbed her leg and picked her up. Song Manxi only felt that his whole body was far from the ground and his body was not balanced enough.

Startled, he quickly held his shoulder, a small face, ruddy and hot.

She looked down at him and covered her face with her hand: "I'm wrong. There are too many people here. Let me down."

Words with sincerity.

Jun Xiao knew that she was thin skinned, and appropriately restrained some. He let her feet touch the ground, but he still held her in his arms. His tone was intimate: "in the future, except me, you are not allowed to see someone again and call brother."

"But you are all older than me. What's your name?" Song Manxi continued to die.

"Anything."

"Shall I call brother Junlin, too? It's impolite." Song Manxi was wronged.

"Don't worry about him." at the mention of King's landing, Jun Xiao was a little upset. "When you see him later, you can call him if you like. If you don't call him, you can treat him as a transparent person."

“……”

After Xiao Rong drove song Manxi's car to Lu's gate, he sat in the car and sighed silently. Originally, he thought the boss should have left long ago, but when will he give the single dog some air!

After a little trouble, Jun Xiao finally drove away after the rain. The smile hanging on his face was blind.