President Daddy is super strong

As soon as Mo yanjue's voice fell, the door of the room was knocked.

Two people are surprised, entangled body micro Dun, at the same time looking at the door.

The knock on the door kept on, but it didn't stop. Mo yanjue's sword eyebrows were raised fiercely, and he said, "who is that?"

The man standing outside the door heard the voice coming out of the room. The charming peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly and said, "Sir, it's me. I have something to do with you."

Hearing Yang Yilin's voice, Mu Qiqi, who was pressed under his body, pushed him hard, and his eyes indicated him to get up and open the door quickly.

Mo yanjue pressed her hands hard and threw warning eyes at her. He directly ordered the people outside, "no time!"

However, the people outside the door were more energetic and knocked desperately, bringing the shameless spirit into full play. "Don't, sir, you let me come back from country C, and now you don't see me, is that right?"

If it's not for him, maybe he has found sun Zhenzhen's dead woman now!

"Go away!"

Warm palms gently rub on the waist of a woman. Some factors in the body have been ignited. He doesn't have time to talk with him.

"Sir, I really have something to do with you. Please open the door. Guess who I met when I came back?" In order to let him open the door, Yang Yilin also took pains.

Muqiqi, who had been afraid to make a sound, heard Yang Yilin say that he was really busy looking for him, so he pushed him back and lowered his voice: "go and have a look, in case he is really busy looking for you?"

Thin lips swept over her earlobes, sexy and low: "what can he do, leave him alone, let's go on."

Go on, you big head!

The hand that arrived at his chest made up the power, small face wrinkly became a regiment, she is angry way: "you hurry up son, otherwise I am really angry."

He got up from the bed, turned back to the ascetic moyanjue in a second, sorted out his Beige sweater, and strode towards the door.

While lying in bed, Muqiqi used this time to "swish" from the bed, whizzed a few vertical long hair, tidied up his clothes, and then came out of the suite with an embarrassed look.

The voice was cold and hard. He was not polite: "what can I do if I don't go to the theatre?"

I didn't see anything. Naturally, Yang Yilin didn't like it. He immediately began to laugh with him. "Sir, I came to you because of this play. Can we go in and say that?"

Mo yanjue did not move. He didn't mean to move out of the door at all. He stared at him with a cold face. "If you have anything, please tell me here."

"I said Sir, you're not very kind, right? My brother just got off the plane and learned that today I came here to have a party for his little nephew to leave the hospital. I came here without saying anything and bringing a gift. You'd better not let me in, would you?" It's hard but not soft. Anyway, it's just a word. He entered the door today.

Just now, he had heard that the baron who was not close to women could not wait to take his sister-in-law back to the room in front of the elders. What does this mean?

This shows that the iron tree of Sir Alex has finally been watered and blossomed by his little sister-in-law. How can such a big happy event be less of him? Today, even if his business is turned yellow, he can see how high his sister-in-law's means are.

Turn to think, the same is a woman, the same is a friend, others are gentle like water, but how is that Sun Zhen really a stone that does not cover hot?

No, artillery!

Just a little!