The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

An Xiaomeng was too lazy to talk to her, "Are you going?"

Hu Xin thought repeatedly and said, "Jin Shao just said a word to let me go, and I will leave immediately, but ... Miss An's words will be avoided?"

An Xiaomen shouted at the door, "You two come in."

The two bodyguards came in immediately. "What do you want, Grandma?"

"Throw this woman out here."

She used the word toss to show that she really wanted to tear the woman at the moment.

"I see who dares to do it!" Jin Qing said vocally, but it didn't do anything. The bodyguard would not listen to him if he was ill.

"Sorry, Master. In the past, Master only listened to Grandma. Even Master listened to Grandma. Naturally, we only listened to Grandma."

Hu Xin was just taken out.

When the door closed, An Xiaomen's eyes fell on the man, and he slowly walked towards him.

A disgusted expression appeared under his eyes. "You stay away from me."

"You take up my beloved man's body and take up his time. I'm farther away from you? Are you sure this is you? Henry? Are you sure to call this name? Really foreign." Instead of converging, she came to him.

He stood up and about to walk around the coffee table, was directly grabbed by An Xiaomeng, and fell on the sofa.

Before he responded, she sat on his lap, his arms around his neck.

The good side and the bad side, the bright side and the dark side, are all he. He is not possessed by another soul. His dual personality is his own.

Henry wanted to push her away, but suddenly realized that she couldn't push at all like a rock. Did this woman take a pill?

She was surprised to see his eyes overflowing, and she smiled lightly. "You push?"

"How do you ..."

"Henry, I warn you, if you use this body to get in close contact with other women, how can I deal with you, believe it?"

"..."

"Do not believe?"

"I'm not Jin Qingyan. Which woman do I want to contact and use you?"

"You think you are not him, but the truth is, you are indeed him, whether it is flesh or soul, but you are another small part of his depression."

"You say I am him. Why not only do I not love you, but I also dislike you so much? Do you not understand this?"

"do not understand."

Was this woman kicked by the donkey?

"How did Jin Qingyan fall in love with you? Is his eyes covered with shit?"

An Xiaomen laughed and blinked, "Is it true that I say this?"

"I repeat, I am not him!"

"No matter how many times you say, you are him, this is a fact that cannot be changed."

"..."

"Of course, now that you think that you are Henry, not Jin, it's okay, the world doesn't change anything because you think so." Anyway, for her, whether he loves him deeply or disgusted The other one is him.

Jin Qingyan was forcibly taken back by bodyguards and Fan Shixin, and An Xiaomen and President Zhou separately negotiated.

"Captain Fan just talked to President Zhou just now, so when the talk is clear, let me call you, okay?"

"Okay, but Miss An, Mr. Jin ..."

"Just being possessed by unclean things, I've lifted it, it's okay, but ... Zhou Zhou, saying this thing still wants you to keep your mouth shut, only you know it, Zhou must have heard it I do n’t show kindness to those who make up rumors. "

"That's what it is. Who dares to talk and make rumors? Miss An, rest assured. I definitely won't. In the future, I will really run into evil things, and I will rely on Miss An.

"Will do."

Leaving from here, An Xiaomen returned to the Pooh community.

"What about him?"

"In the bedroom."

"Okay, I'll go and see. Is the door locked?"

"No, because Master ’s fingerprints are needed to open it. I have people standing at the door, so as not to climb the balcony when the door is closed."

"Got it."

Upon arriving at the bedroom door on the second floor, An Xiaomen looked inside and did not see Jin Qingyan. She asked Xiaolu, "What about him?"

"In the cloakroom."

She waved her hand. "Little green, you tell the captain that he will send someone on duty at the door of the bedroom and off the balcony."

"Ok."

An Xiaomen stepped into the room lightly and closed the door with his backhand.

There was a gurgling sound in the cloakroom, and An Xiaomen was wearing slippers approaching.

The scene when her eyes fell into it was really ... so hot eyes!

I saw him completely retreat from the night show, wearing a pair of yellow short-sleeved shorts, sitting in front of the cabinet and changing the eyeliner, the eyeliner and the clothes were hers.

The whole cloakroom was turned upside down by him, as if patronized by a thief.

Her tender yellow short-sleeved shorts suit was very funny on him.

An Xiaomen strolled in, grabbed the eyeliner from his hand, "This is mine!"

Pulling the makeup bag out of the cloakroom, Henry drew only one eye, and saw that the eyeliner was taken away by her, and then chased it out.

"Dead woman, I haven't made it up yet! Bring it!" She stretched out her hand and wanted to **** her, An Xiaomen flashed very quickly and avoided it.

Seeing that he was coming again, she took off her shoes and jumped onto the bed, staring down at him, "You refolded my clothes in the cloakroom, and I will let you use them."

"I don't do it."

"Then I won't give it."

He deliberately climbed up and grabbed her, but was kicked to the ground by An Xiaomen.

After so many times, he finally did not snatch, but silently walked into the cloakroom and reorganized the crime scene that he had created in the first hand.

An Xiaomeng was unbelievable. He actually did what he did not want for an eyeliner.

After checking, she handed him the eyeliner and he took it, sitting in front of the dressing table, and elaborating.

I have to say that he draws eyeliner, the monster is extremely ruled, the evil spirit is Lingran.

An Xiaomen took off her makeup and took out a mask from the dresser drawer. As soon as she tore it off, he snatched it away, "I use it."

"You rigidized eyeliner, are you sure you want to apply a mask?"

"It's not enough for your eyes, is there a problem?"

"..."

An Xiaomen silently took out another mask and applied it herself. As soon as she got to the bed, the man who was already lying on the bed warned her, "Go to another room to sleep."

"why?"

"Why do you say that? Do you have a little face on this woman?"

"I'm sleeping with my man. What kind of face do I want?"

"I'm not Jin Qingyan!"

Maybe he had spoken too many times this night, and she didn't respond at all. She turned a deaf ear and decided to sit next to the bed. He didn't know that he kicked her aside.