President proudly spoils the petty wife

"Ah..." the hot spring stream was thrown on the bed of the lounge by Shan Jiang.

Before Wenquan Creek got up, Shan Jiang bullied him up.

"You bad man!" Wenquan stream cried without tears.

"What's wrong with me?" a row of crows seemed to fly in front of Shan Jiang's forehead.

Gaga, gaga!

"Hum!" the hot spring stream couldn't think of any reason, so he could only hum.

"Baby, let's get engaged!" suddenly, Shan Jiang said.

"Ah?" Wenquan Creek stared in surprise and asked, "engagement, engagement?"

"Hmm!" Shan Jiang nodded definitely.

"But I'm still young!" Wenquan Creek turned her eyes and said with an excuse, "moreover, my brother and sister Xin haven't married yet!"

"Engagement!" Shan Jiang knew that the little woman in front of him would make another excuse, so he repeated one side and continued, "it's not marriage!"

"Er..." Wenquan stream asked drunk, "Why are you engaged to me so soon? In this way, you are the one who has an engagement. If you go to other women, you will be morally corrupt!"

"Er..." Shan Jiang was also drunk. He felt that Wen Baobao's brain circuit was different from ordinary people.

Especially why do you want him to go with other women?

"If we get engaged early, we can live together early. Do I need any other women?" Shan Jiang leaned close to the pink ears of the hot spring stream, exhaled a hot breath, and said slowly, "I have you enough."

"Ah?" the hot spring stream blinked twice, and finally calmed down.

original!

It turns out that the purpose of Shan Jiang's engagement to her is to live with her!

What is the purpose of cohabitation? It must be inhumane punishment for her every day!

"No!" Hot Spring Creek thought of this and shouted "say no"!

"Don't you like the kitchen, balcony, sofa, study... And other places?" Shan Jiang raised his eyebrows and asked teasingly, "no one will disturb us at that time!"

"Shan Jiang! You..." the face of Wenquan Creek was almost on fire, as if it could bleed red.

"I have to study every posture several times..." Shan Jiang hooked up at the corner of his mouth and seduced him with a ecstatic voice.

"Ah..." Wenquan Creek couldn't hide his shyness, so he had to take out his hand and cover his face.

"Shy?" Shan Jiang continued to ask aggressively.

"No, No." Wenquan Creek twisted and said in shame and anger, "you must be an old driver! Old driver!"

How can such tempting words be said by pure men?

"This is not what I said!" Shan Jiang pretended to be innocent and shirked his responsibility and said, "it's what you said, when Bali..."

Wenquan Creek immediately responded. When she asked Shan Jiang for the video of cloves at that time, it seemed that she did say that she wanted to study "location and posture".

"However, I wanted to study others, not myself!" said Wenquan stream with a frown.

"Everything should start with yourself, shouldn't it?" Shan Jiang smiled and said.

The hot spring stream thought a meal and thought that what Shan Jiang said was reasonable.

If you don't experience it, how do you know what it is?

Before she finished, Shan Jiang's kiss fell down, lingering and full of attack.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

Wenquan stream was so short of breath that it was a little out of breath. It stretched out its hand and pushed Shan Jiang's chest.

"What's the matter?" Shan Jiang reluctantly let go of his lips and asked hoarsely.

"What time, what time is it?" asked the hot spring stream.

There was a clock in the lounge. Shan Jiang looked up and saw that it was already three o'clock.

"It's three o'clock!" Shan Jiang came up to the mouth of Wenquan stream and said teasingly, "don't worry, it's over on time at six o'clock."

"No, five o'clock!" Hot Spring Creek refused.

"Six o'clock!" Shan Jiang said and continued to kiss.

An indescribable thing happened in the lounge again, and then

The agreed six o'clock, plus a bath, and then asked someone to bring clothes up. It's almost six thirty.

Because wenquanxi's clothes were not in the office, she came up in her costume, so Shan Jiang asked Jingming to bring them to the tenth floor.

At this time, Jing Ming was more sure of what happened in the afternoon.

After that, Shan Jiang hugged the hot spring stream and went down from the elevator. Liu Xiaoyu, the receptionist, watched the hot spring stream with admiring eyes all the way.

"Shan Jiang!" as soon as the elevator door was closed, wenquanxi angrily picked up his mobile phone and put it in front of him. He angrily said, "you don't keep your promise! It's more than half an hour now. You big liar!"

"Big liar! Big liar! Big liar!" said Wenquan Creek, staring.

"I didn't break my promise!" Shan Jiang's mouth raised and said badly: "I said it would end at six, not including bathing and dressing..."

"You..." Wenquan stream was so angry that he couldn't speak, but his face was red.

Shan Jiang turned and approached Wenquan Creek for two steps, forcing her to the wall of the elevator.

"Shan Jiang, what are you... Going to do?" Wenquan Creek saw Shan Jiang's malicious expression and felt a dangerous smell coming from the cool elevator wall behind him.

"The elevator seems to be a good place too!" Shan Jiang said, looking down at the hot spring stream with great interest.

"Dead pervert!" Wenquan river was so angry that he picked up his bag and smashed it on Shan Jiang's leg.

"Hmm..." Shan Jiang was caught off guard and covered his leg with his hand.

Fortunately! Fortunately!

Legs, not elsewhere!

Otherwise, with this strength, he must go to the hospital this time.

"I'm still a patient. How dare you treat me like this?" Shan Jiang said pitifully, imitating an injured child.

As soon as Shan Jiang said this, Wenquan stream remembered that Shan Jiang's arm was still hurt.

She even left it behind!

Who makes Shan Jiang so lively? Where is he like a young comrade in his hand?

"Sorry!" Wenquan Creek lowered his head and said with some guilt.

After all, Shan Jiang's injury was only to save her. If it weren't for Shan Jiang, she might have gone to see the Lord of hell.

"It's useful to say I'm sorry, that's more..." Shan Jiang deliberately didn't say it completely, hanging in a long tone.

"What's the use of the police? This is a sentence of what age?" Wenquan Creek curled his mouth and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Do you think it makes sense?" Shan Jiang asked reluctantly.

"It seems that... Also makes sense." Wenquan stream thought for a while and found that this sentence was not wrong. It was really a truth.

"How can you compensate me?" Shan Jiang asked.

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