An Ying sat on the soft chair and moved her butt resentfully.
Sitting for a long time made her butt hurt, and her stomach was growling. She was hungry.
She didn't even have a dime on her, and now she realized that she was a pauper and had no money.
If Hao doesn't take her in tonight, she will have to live on the street.
An Ying rolled her eyes and stood up. She decided not to wait here anymore, and no longer faced the disdainful looks of the two customer service staff and the receptionist.[
She is no longer calm! Her good temper has been almost worn away.
An Ying stood up, stretched out a lot, flexed her muscles, shook her head, and walked out of the hall of "Charming World", and walked into the parking lot in a blink of an eye.
I found Hao's special Bugatti Veyron, raised my feet and kicked the car door, which was a bit cathartic.
Humph, she was guarding Hao's car. Mr. Hao couldn't escape, so she didn't want to look at other people's eyes in the hall.
Humph, she really holds a grudge. Those blond girls jointly bullied her and added insult to injury. Let Hao fire them all in the future to see who dares to deliberately block her and find trouble in the future.
An Ying sat down in front of the car, hanging her legs in the air, swaying and playing.
I was thinking about what to say when I see Hao later, so I just said directly: Hao, I miss you, and then, if I give him a passionate kiss, will Hao just throw away his armor and let himself be at his mercy?
She tried this trick once, but it didn't work. She could try again after a while.
Or say: Hao, give me a hug, I want to go home.
I still remember one time when she said, "Hao, give me a hug and it won't hurt anymore." She was so moved that she cried.
Hmm, this trick is not bad, you can try it after a while.
She held her chin and continued to think hard. Is there any better trick that would make Hao want to hold her in his arms and kiss her hard?
At this moment, Tian Junhao was holding his coat in one hand and car keys in the other, walking step by step towards his precious Bugatti Veyron.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw a familiar figure sitting in front of his car, holding the hood of the car with both hands, half-lying up and thinking about something, somewhat lost in thought.
Tian Junhao rubbed his sore eyes, fearing that he just missed her too much and had an illusion for a while.