Hua Shen wanted to explain something, but was silenced by Tian Junhao's fist again.
Tian Junhao raised his finger to him again, "Get up!"
Xiao Junhao, who almost destroyed him, was still willing to listen to his explanation. Everything was done with his fists.
"Boss, you should write a sign, 'Do not disturb me while you are having sex!' This way I promise never to go in. Really, I won't lie to you. This time it was definitely an unintentional mistake. Please forgive me. I have this
My face is already stained with flowers, but I can no longer withstand the ravages."
Xiaoyan and Sero looked in through the glass window at the door and murmured: "What happened to the boss today? Isn't his little sweetheart here? If he doesn't accompany you well, he is here looking for Hua Shen to lose his limbs?"
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Xiaoyan shook her head and moved: "Forget it, let's go, lest we endanger Chiyu and get beaten up again."
He still had lingering fears about what happened yesterday, and he couldn't bear to see the excitement and would not inquire casually.
It was important to run away quickly. He decided not to leave his office for the entire afternoon, which would be safer.
She felt that her lower abdomen was about to move again, and the pain grew arrogantly in her body bit by bit.
She feels cold.
Outside the door, Tian Junhao's secretary poured her a cup of hot water, walked over and asked with some concern: "Miss An, are you okay?"
Her body trembled slightly, she raised her eyes and said, "Can you help me buy some painkillers?"
She felt that today's menstrual cramps were coming more quickly than yesterday, and maybe she wouldn't be able to bear it anymore and would be laughed at in Tian Junhao's office.
She doesn't take painkillers often, and she knows not to become dependent on painkillers.
But under special circumstances, it is the best way to relieve pain.
Tian Junhao, who gave Hua Shen a harsh blow, pulled the tie around his neck.
Her sultry chest is half exposed and half hidden, making her look extra sexy.
After venting, his face was covered with a thin layer of sweat.
When she returned to her office, she saw An Ying curled up on the sofa, her face not very pretty.
"What's going on?" Looking at her pale face, her heart suddenly tightened.