"Because she said she wanted to lie down." Zhao Yi pointed at the woman beside him and said innocently.
"Hey, man, I don't think I told you to break down the door. Don't blame me for your fault." Qin Ran glanced at him and reached out to smooth his hair. This long hair was really too troublesome.
She has grown so much, but she has never had long hair. It seems that she has to find time to shorten her long hair. She still prefers short hair.
"Woman, I made the mistake because of you." Zhao Yi stretched out his hand to help her sweep the long black and smooth hair. He didn't know how many times he had fantasized about her long hair, but now he finally got it. Sure enough,
The touch is first-class, he must let her have long hair for the rest of her life, Zhao Yi thought to himself in fascination.
"You..." Seeing the two of them shirking responsibilities to each other, but still acting intimately, the priest was confused by them.
"Okay, Father, don't worry. You can send the bill for repairing the door to the finance department of the Zhao Group. Someone may help you pay. Now it's time to do serious business." Zhao Yi calmed down.
After praying once, he picked up Qin Ran and came to the statue.
"Are you the president of the Zhao Group? Did you call for me just now?" Looking at his careless look, the priest was instantly petrified. What kind of president is he like this?