This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Night Xuan nodded his lips and looked disdainful.

Sheng Zi took a nap at night and his eyes were puzzled.

“Come on, you just wanted to talk, now.” Night Xuan smiled in the morning.

Just now...

Sung Eyebrow at night, he was just going to tell Yuan Zhong that he was working with James.

But what's the use of saying this to Night Xuan?

Seeing him silently, Night Xuan opened his mouth directly: "I know you used Night's Night to quietly launder James's money. ”

At last, a shock appeared on Sung's numb face. He muttered: "How do you know!! ”

Night Xuan: “Not only do I know James, but I also know that he told you to give him the money to launder in five days. ”

Nighting-Sheng's expression shocked him again, unnamed, and his scalp felt numb.

Long ago, he asked, "What do you want me to do? ”

“I like to deal with smart people, just a little bit.” Night Xuan looked at him admirably.

“But I don't need you to do anything, you just need to live your own life. ”

Sung Zi smiled bitterly in his heart, his life had been ruined by himself.

But he also understood the meaning of the Night Xuan morning, which was to keep him from doing much more.

“Well, it's all right, you can go out.” Night Xuan saw him understand, waved his hand and began ordering the eviction.

Night sung his lips and struggled for a while before he said: "I'm sorry, I was actually..."

“Well, Master Ben doesn't have time to listen to your confession, and I'm not the one you want to apologize to.” Night Xuan did not wait for him to finish, and interrupted his speech. The tone was a little impatient.

Nightingale Sheng: “Don't you hate me? ”

Although Night Xuan's tone was impatient, he didn't hear anything about it.

Night Xuan picked the eyebrows: “You want to hear the truth? ”

After a moment of silence, Night Sung nodded, and he felt that Night Xuan should hate him very much.

“I don't want to take the time to remember hating an irrelevant person.” Night Xuan said without mercy.

“…” Night Sung's eyes, that is, he is not qualified to make Night Xuan remember hate.

Since when does this cousin become elusive?

After Night Sung left the conference room, Ling Tian walked in.

“What do you say? Am I good?” Night Xuan Dawn at first sight in Ling Tian, there was nothing deep and deep like just now. At this time, in Ling Tian's eyes, it was just a large adorable dog begging the master to praise him.

Ling Tian touched the “dog's head” of Night Xuan and nodded: “Hmm. ”

Night Xuan morning's mouth shut, obviously felt that the word was not enough to describe him so wise and divine.

The next second, Ling Tian held his face and some slightly cooler lips covered it.

Night Xuan morning beautiful peach blossom eyes instantly smiled into the moon teeth, just lifted his hand around Ling Tian's neck, ready to deepen the kiss, the conference room door was pushed open.

Wu Liu pushed the door in, “Young Master, I...”

The sound stopped.

Though Dawn and Night Xuan quickly separated after hearing the movement, Wu Liu still saw it.

Watching Wu Liu's dark face blush, the gesture is to close the door, Night Xuan immediately said, “and so on. ”

Wu Liu immediately stopped, lowered his head, stared at his feet, and dared not look inside the conference room.

This had too much of an impact on him, because both people had a kind of admirable light on them, whether it was early morning or late evening, but this...

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