Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!"I'll give it to you," Ting was silent for a while, and slowly said: "Breakfast is not at home, go out to eat."

"But where I live is not in line with your company, and the breakfast is ready" Lausanne was not embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter. The company is mine anyway. It doesn't matter where you go. Don't talk nonsense. I don't like others to disobey me."

Lausanne couldn't help it. After saying goodbye to Sister Lan, at eight o'clock, he brought his schoolbag and followed the annual Ting to the parking lot.

Because the corn was cooked before, and I was afraid of waste, I grabbed a corn and gnawed before leaving.

Before turning back into the car every year, Ting saw a grain of corn on her cheek. Under the warm morning light, she was a bit cute and cute.

He frowned, not thinking much, unconsciously reaching for the corn in her mouth.

Lausanne was slightly stunned, his face turned sideways, caught off guard. His fingertips flicked over her moist red lips, like the feeling of touching jelly with his hand as a child, soft and juicy.

Both were stunned.

The average annual pupil of Ting is deep, and he takes back his hands that seem to be swayed by the current, and cold face, "Eat, eat, you know to eat, you must have become a pig in your last life."

"Don't I want to waste?" Lausanne whispered innocently, a little childish.

Every year Ting hummed and turned into the car. He must be crazy before he could feel the childishness of such an old woman.

The car drove a distance, and Ting glanced at the small bag in her hand every year. "You just have something like this?"

"Yes".

Ting frowned every year, recalling these days, she always wore two or three sets of clothes, and sometimes he was tired of looking at it.

"You can't do this," he sighed in his heart, feeling that he really broke his heart. "Women still need to spend more time dressing up to attract men's attention."

Lausanne thought of Yi Jingxi, and his eyes flashed a bit of irony.

Wasn't her thoughts on dressing up enough before, even if she was in appearance, it was also recognized as a flower in the department, but in the end the fiancé hadn't found the appearance that was not as good as her favorite.

"I thought... men care more about bed time."

"Meaning you have a lot of work in bed"?The annual average Ting plausibly raised half of the thin lips, "But no matter how hard you work on the bed, you must have the appearance to turn the man to bed."

Lausanne said: "I am nothing."

Therefore, nothing is left.

She lowered her eyes dimly, her lips pursed, and the atmosphere in the air became much lower.

Every year Ting touched his nose, thinking that he might have pierced someone's pain. Originally, he didn't mean to hit her. He just put forward some suggestions for men, hoping that she would have a better life in the future.

With a slight cough, the man took out a stack of famous coins from the leather bag next to him and handed it over, "This is the last time you saved me in the hospital, and there is a credit for pointing out that the contract has a problem."

Lausanne was stupefied, this money was definitely more than what Murong Cheng gave her, "Year-in-law, I can't ask for this money, the money my wife has given me is far more than the reward for my work, you give it again, I accept it ashamed".

"Lausanne, do you know what kind of behavior I hate the Chinese people the most?" There is a kind of majesty and courage in the average low-pitched voice of the high-ranking people. , Do you want me to take this money and push it around with you, don't make me angry, believe it or not, I won't let you go."

Lausanne was speechless.

Does she really think she shouldn't take it well?