Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

Josie glanced. "Well, I have to be modest. I can't speak too slowly. When someone laughs at me, isn't it hitting me in the face? Banquet Secretary Bai still has some strength. You see, he smiles all day, but the more biting dogs don't bark. Although he is far from you, it's undeniable that banquet Secretary Bai does have some strength."

The banquet Secretary couldn't see his emotions clearly in his dark eyes. He smiled and asked, "Mrs. banquet is praising me?"

Josing nodded and echoed him: "of course, you are so capable. Don't praise who you praise. And ordinary people are not qualified to compare with you."

"So do you have any ideas today? Have you figured out how to make use of that land?" banquet Secretary night ignored josin's dog legs. After reading the materials all day today, he was sleepy at last.

Joshin shook his head. Wrinkled his nose and answered him, "No."

She hasn't thought about it yet. What banquet Secretary Bai wants is to use that land to build a mid-range community for Haicheng, which is developing at a high speed. Clear the last corner of the poor area.

I have to admit that the idea of Yan Sibai is really appropriate.

After dinner. Banquet Secretary ye put away the lunch box, rubbed her head, looked at the distressed girl on her face and comforted her: "don't panic. I can help you think together."

Joshin was interested: "what do you think?"

Speaking of this, she's not sleepy! If there is a feast night, the Giant Buddha will join. Can she win?

Banquet Secretary night reached out to pull josin's little hand. The tone couldn't wait: "think about it tomorrow. It's so late today. Let's go to bed first."

She was serious and wanted to hear what banquet Secretary night thought, but he was full of waste. Just pull her to bed.

Before he finished, he was strongly kissed: "I knew, um..."

Josin wanted to take off his restless hand. He took him, bent down, picked her up and rushed directly to the bedroom.

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After a night of rapture, it was already bright when josin opened his eyes again. The man by the bed is choosing a tie.

Looking at josin yawning and opening his eyes on the bed, the banquet secretary's voice was gentle: "wake up? Did I wake you up?"

Then he leaned over and kissed her, as he did every morning.

As soon as she kissed him, josin panted and pulled on the banquet secretary's clothes. She blushed and looked at his obsessed face: "I'll tie you."

The banquet Secretary raised his eyebrows and handed the tie to the sleepy josin.

Josin knelt down on the bed. Banquet Secretary Ye lowered his head and looked at his little wife with a red face gently.

Qiao Xin did not dare to look at the gentle eyes of Yan Siye at the moment. His eyes were gentle and full of exciting love. Whenever she saw his eyes, she could be sure that she was deeply loved by him.

His hands are a little rusty. Josin is trying to fight with his tie.

The hand moves constantly, and the mouth is still holding respect for myself: "although I have learned, I am not particularly skilled."

Mingming's online blogger said that Windsor knot was very good. She saw it several times at that time. Why can't she type it when she wants to use it?

Is this the God map of "learning disabled" popular on the Internet?

Brain: I will.

Hand: No, I won't.

The banquet Secretary covered josin Bainen's fingers and slowly taught her to tie the Windsor knot for herself.

Banquet Secretary Ye touched Qiao Xin's smooth long hair and pecked her pink cheek intimately.