Warm marriage is like fire: male god boss spoils deeply

"No!" Gong sijue Leng hum.

Long legs stepped out and sat on the leather sofa.

Qinghuan found that the lounge was luxurious and comfortable. From beginning to end, there were only two of them!

I thought of occupying other people's lounge for so long and mei'er waiting for her.

Qinghuan was in a hurry. "Gong sijue, help me quickly!"

"I can help you. Have dinner with me at noon!"

"No, I have an appointment with mei'er!"

Men's eyes look at the nose, nose look at the heart, holding magazines, ultra-high cold.

Qinghuan scolds his mother in his heart and finally grinds and compromises.

"Well, you eat with us!"

"Don't like others!"

Looking at the man's proud appearance, Qinghuan really wants to beat him!

"You can please me!"

With his cold and confused eyes, Gong sijue continued, "from tonight on, you must sleep with me!"

"Good" Qinghuan readily agreed.

Talk about it at night! She has plenty of ways to deal with him!

"Dare you try tricks?"

Remembering that he could see, couldn't eat and had been oppressed all night last night, the boss of the palace was in a bad mood.

Qinghuan nodded, "I see!"

Fifteen minutes later, under mei'er's repeated urging, Qinghuan and Gong sijue finally arrived at the agreed place!

But when mei'er saw them, Danfeng's eyes were full of fun.

The princess of the Palace boss hugged Qinghuan. The girl covered her face with her hat, but her little hand clung to his neck.

Is it really good to show love in broad daylight?

"You can put me down!" Qinghuan's voice is stuffy.

Her feet were no longer painful. From Shengshi building to this mall, he held her in his arms.

"Save your energy and use it at night!"

"..." Qinghuan was speechless

"The twentieth floor!" Gong boss went to mei'er and opened his mouth lazily.

Mei'er whistled mildly. On the 20th floor, there was a revolving restaurant with top food. It seemed that the male God had already ordered it!

Due to the professor's gloomy face, mei'er dialed Mo Li's phone and asked him to hurry to the rescue site!

"Wow, male god, this is the rhythm of private games!"

Mei'er looked around. There was no one else in the revolving restaurant on the 20th floor except the waiter in uniform!

"Eat whatever you want!"

The male god in mei'er's mouth seems to be very useful to Gong sijue.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the girl who covered her face in his arms, with a light frown on her eyebrows. Why didn't this woman realize it?

He put Leng Qinghuan down. The girl looked around secretly. Her tight look was finally relaxed.

Gong boss is very unhappy.

"Use it secretly?"

"Of course, I'm going to make a debut soon, but I don't want to get involved in gossip."

"..." Gong boss.

Mei'er, who was ordering, finally caught the point.

"Qinghuan, what does it mean to be a monk? Speak human words!"

Qinghuan left Gong sijue's side, jumped up to mei'er and whispered, "I have a successful audition and will play the lady of time..."

Mei'er screamed before Qinghuan finished talking.

"Really? How many lines? Servant girl? How many times? "

"Guess!" Qinghuan style is mysterious.

"You son of a bitch, say it!" Mei'er used to catch Huan's chest.

Sitting in the palace opposite them, the Duke frowned. How can he be caught by others?

"Leng Qinghuan, sit here!"

Two women immersed in their world, where can you see the Palace boss.

"Dancing to the city" Qinghuan said, and he felt incredible!

Sure enough, mei'er sneered.

"Qinghuan, are you crazy about filming?"