Chapter 13 Smoking a cigarette with Mo Mi. Ouyang Nuo must be more leisurely. Looking at Xia Cao's tearful face, he stood up gracefully without too much hesitation, went around the desk and picked up the movie that was still calling its owner.
pink mobile phone...
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"Crap, why don't you answer my call? Crap, answer my call, I'm worried about you." Li Xuanhao still spoke affectionately to the phone that no one answered, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, "Xia Cao...
…Answer my call.”
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Ouyang Nuo raised his eyes and looked at the woman who was helpless after being tortured by Jiang Han. He smiled faintly at the name shining on the screen of his mobile phone. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with his mobile phone and pressed the answer button calmly...
"Fuck." She finally answered the phone. Li Xuanhao on the other end was obviously very excited, "Fuck, where are you now? Let's have a good talk."
"..." The people here didn't speak.
"Hey, I know, your mood must be the same as mine. You must like me. You must not be kidding when you confessed to me that night." He expressed heart-breaking affection to 'her' on the phone.
Tell me, "Hey, what happened after that night? Is it really that your father was sick, so you rushed back and couldn't keep my appointment? In that week, you did everything
What, did you miss me?"
"..." Ouyang Nuo here still didn't speak. He just listened to these touching words of love and turned his head to look at Xia Cao, who had become a puppet toy.
"Fuck, can you please speak?" Li Xuanhao begged, "Even one word is fine."
"..."
"Hey, I really love you, maybe I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."
"..."
"No matter what happens to you, I will always love you."
"..."
"Fuck, I want us to be together."
"..."
"Grass……"
Hearing these touching words of love, Ouyang Nuo smiled lightly, remained silent for a few seconds, hung up the phone silently, and walked slowly towards Jiang Han, "Han, how long will it take? We should go."
Jiang Han turned a deaf ear and hugged Xia Cao's soft body tightly, stretching his back with sweat.
Mo Mi was still sitting leisurely on the president's chair, watching Jiang Han's fierce movements, and said with a charming smile: "No, you can't rush this kind of thing, and you can't do it quickly."
Ouyang Nuo was a little speechless. He looked at the woman who had been knocked unconscious without expression. He took the pink mobile phone that did not belong to him, sat down on the office chair with a leisurely look, and then continued to look at the beautiful scene in front of him without seeing anything.
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Half an hour later, Jiang Han, who was full of energy, finally released his terrifying desire, pulled out his clone, let go of his hand, and let Xia Cao faint on the ground. He quickly zipped up his trousers, instantly becoming more well-dressed and energetic.
After letting off his lust, Jiang Han dismissed the woman on the ground without even looking at him. He turned around and walked to his desk, took out a box of expensive cigarettes, lit one coolly, and let out a long puff of smoke.
Faint smoke rings.
Mo Mi seemed to have some humanity at this time. He stood up and walked towards Xia Cao who was unconscious on the ground expressionlessly. Looking at her unconscious face, he slowly squatted down, explored her breath, and raised his voice coldly.
On one side of his lips, "Life is tough, you can't die even if you play like this." After saying it seemingly with praise, he pinched her chin, stood up with a sinister smile, adjusted her expensive clothes, and walked elegantly to Jiang Han's side.
, took the cigarette from his mouth, took a long puff, and Yaoyao spit out the same enchanting smoke as himself.
"**, why are you like this?" Jiang Han glanced at the cigarette he had snatched from his mouth and said coldly, a little unhappy, "It's very unhygienic. Don't you have mysophobia?"
"Hahahaha..." Mo Mi immediately laughed out loud, held the cigarette in his mouth, and slapped his strong and broad shoulders heavily, "What about you? Didn't you say you don't know how to play with other people's remaining women? Why not?