The mystery husband is a little bad

In the study, Tang Mozi talked about the cooperation of the project seriously, but it's a pity that Tan Jingyuan looked at his watch frequently. It seems that he was absent-minded. Most of the questions raised by Tang Mozi were answered vaguely. Obviously, his mind was not on it at all.

However, several times he wanted to end the conversation, he was blocked by Tang Mo's resignation.

At last, Tang MOCI took out a printed contract and handed it to tan Jingyuan: "Mr. Tan, look, this is our new revised cooperation plan. If you think it's OK, sign on it."

"Can I go after signing?" Tan Jingyuan frowned, obviously losing patience.

Tang Mo CI smelled the words and smiled: "yes."

"OK, pen." Tan Jingyuan takes over the pen from Tang Mozi, brushes and signs his name, then stands up and walks out.

The study is on the second floor, just passing by Tangbao's room, but the door is closed. He strides to the door. He intended to clap the door, but suddenly he hears Tangbao begging for mercy: "Oh, slow down, it's too fast, I can't stand it..."

"Oh, please, don't touch anywhere."

"Easy Take it easy, I can't stand it... "

Tangbao's voice was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. Tan Jingyuan stopped at the door and felt that the temple on his head jumped violently.

"Yes, I don't need this. I can use my hands to make sure you are more comfortable than before."

Listen to, listen to, and talk about the dirty words. At the thought of what they are doing in the room now, Tan Jingyuan just feels that his breath is stuck in his throat and his whole face is green. He suddenly raises his leg and directly kicks the door open.

"Ah --"

in the room, Xie Chen and Tangbao suddenly took a breath of air conditioning, especially Tangbao. The whole person almost jumped up from the imperial concubine's bed. Xie Chen stood on one side and put his hands on Tangbao's slender waist and legs, but the clothes of the two people were in good condition, and they could not see what they had just done.

“……”

"What are you doing? Who let you in!" Tangbao responded and immediately stared at Tan Jingyuan. "How dare you kick my door? Get out of here! "

"What are you doing!" Tan Jingyuan stood there with a stiff face. The people who saw Xie Chen lingered on Tangbao's waist, went straight to him and pulled Xie Chen's hand away.

Xie Chen didn't struggle either. He let Tan Jingyuan pull him up. Then he stared at him with a smile on his face: "I should ask you about this, Mr. tan. What are you doing?"

"Take away your dirty hands! Don't touch her! " Tan Jingyuan stood up and saw Tangbao. A short white waist appeared. Xie Chen's eyes were on her waist. Tan Jingyuan then stepped forward and blocked Xie Chen's eyes. However, Tangbao pushed his body away mercilessly. Tangbao looked at him and said, "Tan Jingyuan, Xie Chen has pressed me well. What's your nerve? Let him go, ah Oh, my waist -- "

said Tangbao, and he went back to the imperial concubine's bed again:" no, thank you, you can press me a few more times, just then you gave me a bad press, why do I hurt so much? "

"Who let him rush in suddenly, frighten my hand to shake, didn't control strength way, all right?"

"You say, hurry up."

Xie Chen's line of sight to shangtan Jingyuan is the same height, so the four eyes are opposite and the fire is everywhere.

Xie Chen wanted to draw his hand, but Tan Jingyuan buttoned his hand to death. Xie Chen raised his eyebrow and smiled a little bit: "Tan is not willing to let go. Why, do you want to try my massage technique?"

"What can I do for you, Xie Chen? Come here quickly!" Tangbao urges, but Xie Chen doesn't move. Tan Jingyuan is the first to move. He occupies the original position of Xie Chen and says to Tangbao, "massage, I will. I'll press it for you."

With that, he put his hand on Tangbao's waist, which was like coagulating fat.

The skin is tender and smooth. It can be broken by blowing. The waist is too thin to hold. It seems that Tan Jingyuan can cut off her waist and limb as soon as she makes an effort.

Tan Jingyuan's hands seemed to be possessed. They lingered on her waist. The dark eyes straightened in an instant, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down. It seemed that he was at a loss.

Tangbao felt the power coming from his waist, and he was stunned. Then he suddenly returned to take a picture of him and kicked him down: "who wants you to press it? Xie Chen, throw him out!"

Tangbao's face is red and roars. At this time, Tangmo resigns to Tangbao's bedroom door. He sees the door that has been kicked out. Tan Jingyuan, who has been kicked to the ground, picks out the corner of his eye: "Mr. Tan, it's not too early. Tangbao should have a rest. I will send an assistant to Tanshi group tomorrow morning."

It's impossible for Tan Jingyuan to hear such an obvious expulsion, but what does this mean? Let him go alone? Why did Xie Chen stay?

"Well, it's really late. Mr. Xie is going, too. Would you mind taking me a ride?"

Xie Chen gave Tan Jingyuan a meaningful look: "don't mind, Mr. Tan, please."

"Let's go together."When Tan Jingyuan left, he also dragged Xie Chen away.

Xie Chen was dragged away from the villa of Tang family and out of the gate. He pulled back his sleeve and said to tan Jingyuan, "Mr. Tan, I'm a straight man of iron and steel. You'll misunderstand me if you talk like this."

Tan Jingyuan's fingertips still have Tangbao's delicate skin. At first, when he heard Xie Chen's words, he was a few steps away from him in disgust: "Mr. Xie wants more. Your appearance is not my dish."

"Because I am more handsome than you, so you are jealous of me."

Xie Chen dials the bangs in front of his forehead. He looks smart and unrestrained, but his expression is not so flat.

"I envy you? It's a joke. I don't pee to take care of myself. I need to be jealous just like you do? "

"Oh, is that right? You're so desperate to rub my car back."

"I don't want to sit in your car if you beg for it."

"OK, I'll go first, Mr. tan. See you later."

Xie Chen waved his hand and got on his car cleanly. When Tan Jingyuan returned to his mind, Xie Chen's car was gone, leaving him a mouthful of tail gas: "hateful!"

Upstairs, don Mochi is standing in front of the bedroom window.

Tangbao starts from the edge of the imperial concubine's couch: "brother, what are you looking at?"

"You say so." Tang Mo returns to the spirit, smiles at the corner of his mouth, and stares sideways at Tangbao. "Do you still think the entertainment circle is fun now?"

"What do you mean?" Tangbao looked at Tang Mo's words warily, "I think it's fun to say no to interfere with me."

"It's fun to be bullied like that? What's your last name? "