More and more people started making noises together, making Shu Ye extremely miserable and squinting his mouth.
Don't know how to answer them
fallen leaves
He is at work. Of course my male pig's feet are extremely handsome.
Shu Ye couldn't lie, so he told the truth, which resulted in more problems.
What is your male pig's foot good for you?
Do you have any photos? Can you please send them?
Some even said boldly and vulgarly: Is it strong in that aspect?
Shu Ye immediately blushed and turned off the computer. Are these readers too cute to write? These questions need to be asked.
I was really scared, so I hurried out of the way. Shu Ye looked around and saw that there was a door over there.
Thinking that it should be in the tea room, Mo Weichen was immersed in work that night, looking at the documents on the table very seriously.
Shu Ye stood up and quietly approached the room. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. There was a coffee machine, a wine cabinet, and many other things to drink.
Shu Ye wanted to drink boiled water now, so he took a cup to the water dispenser and remembered the chat just now.
"Ah" Shu Ye shouted and threw away the cup. Mo Weichen was working seriously, but you didn't notice her.
Hearing the cry, he ran over quickly and nervously held Shu Ye's hand, "What's wrong?"
"It hurts," Shu Ye answered him painfully. Mo Weichen lowered his head and saw that the white and tender skin of the little hand he was holding was red.
I felt very distressed, "What's going on? It's so careless." It's hard to blame Shu Ye.
He held up his little hands and put them to his mouth to blow. Shu Ye pouted, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Mo Weichen's breath fell on his hands, and Shu Ye felt much better.
"Come out, let me take a look." Mo Weichen picked up the phone and called Xiao Yi, "Has assistant Yi left? If she hasn't left, ask her to go to the drugstore to buy some burn medicine. If she leaves, you can buy it."
"I'm gone, what's wrong?" Xiao Yi asked
"Baby is burned, hurry up and buy it, I'll be waiting for you" Mo Weichen emphasized.
As if it was a matter of life and death, Xiao Yi did not dare to neglect, and quickly bought the medicine and brought it up
Opening the door, he saw Mo Weichen, holding Shu Ye's little hand and blowing there constantly.
The distressed look he had never seen before was Xiao Yi who handed him the ointment and said, "Thank you." Mo Weichen gently rubbed it on Shu Ye, fearing that he might accidentally hurt Shu Ye.