Fall in Love with Mr. Nian Slowly

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update Mr. Nian, slowly like your latest chapter!Lausanne was speechless: "You don't have to worry about this for a while, don't you say that the company has a lot of business recently?"

"Well, why don't I go home and stay up late to check," Nian Junting continued to stare at the screen. "Of course I'm in a hurry. This is about my happiness. I really wish I could fly to the beach tonight, but I can't. It's too hasty."

Lausanne regretted it.

It shouldn't be said to him today. Isn't it clear that he has a bad temper?

She glanced helplessly at her sexy pajamas, which she put on specially.

Forget it, he doesn't sleep, he sleeps first.

I don’t know what time the average Ting fell asleep last night, but when he woke up from the bed the next day, Lausanne also woke up, and it wasn’t too bright outside.

"Get up so early," Lausanne sat up rubbing his eyes.

"Yeah, I had an appointment with a chairman of a securities company this morning," Ting Jiao turned back every year and saw the fragrant picture on the side, and his brain buzzed.

Last night I checked the information and found it was two in the morning. He was too tired. He fell asleep and fell asleep, so he didn't know what she was wearing.

It was only now that she was wearing a red sexy suspender pajamas, the pajamas fabric was silky, first of all, there were two small shoulder straps, a large piece of shoulders and chest exposed, the fiery red color lined with white Xue's skin was sexy and made her blood boil, and she wished to tear her clothes all over.

Of course, the most hooked person is not this, she is not wearing underwear.

Moreover, he could almost imagine that the lower half of the pajamas must have been rolled up. He had seen this pajama in the cabinet before and let her wear it. She had to wear it, and she put it on quietly last night.

"You dressed like this last night, why don't you call me," Early in the morning, when it was really uncomfortable, the average Ting now feels that his mood can be described by life rather than death.

Lausanne was stunned for a moment, and then recovered, realizing her gaze.

Her face turned red like a charming March flower bone, she immediately pulled the quilt up and stared at him shyly, "I want to surprise you, who knows you didn't look at me last night."

Every year, Tingchang's heart is regretted, he has done his romantic night of passion by the sea, and the rest has no thoughts.

Who knows he missed the wonderful sexy pajamas last night.

"Then you should call me," the body that annual Ting was about to get out of bed instantly turned back and pressed her against the big bed.

The dark hair was scattered on the sheets, and the woman's eyes showed the hazy wake up in the morning.

The average Ting suddenly felt uncomfortable under his own pain.

When I wanted to come back for the last time, the phone rang suddenly.

He froze, Lausanne looked at him as if he was desperate, and he smiled and kindly reminded, "It must be Lu Kang coming to pick you up, let's go, don't delay."

"How do I get out like this," Nian Junting looked down at himself.

Lausanne blushed, "Even if I help you, it will take more than ten minutes. I think you should take a cold shower."

Every year Ting looked at her painfully for a while, then turned and got into the bathroom.

About five minutes later, he came out and his clothes were neat. "The next time we are going to wear sexier than this time."

"You don't have to measure in," Lausanne glared red behind the quilt.

"I'll come to you seven times a night without wearing me," Ting Hun groaned every year before he went out proudly.

Lausanne was speechless. Seven times, the ghost knew you could do it.