149. Chapter 149 Don't laugh at other men in the future 1
"I bet with my colleagues. If you can invite you to lunch together, each of them lost to me two hundred yuan, one thousand, we can half of them!" The young man stepped forward and lowered his voice.
Sure enough, Xia Yuhe only felt funny. The common tricks on the university campus actually let her touch it here.
"Can you?" Seeing her laughing like a flower, the man thought something, and asked happily.
Xia Yuman didn't answer, and the man was not tall, so she saw a familiar figure and walked here. The tightly tight male face made her smile like a dangerous wall.
Suddenly turned into smoke.
It's windy!
"Wind!"
"Wind!"
Nympho
The young man heard the footsteps behind him and the polite and respectful voice of his colleagues, and quickly turned around. He nodded carefully: "Feng Chong ..."
Feng Yan had no response, nodded, and looked coldly towards the little woman who looked at his little woman. When he passed by the young man, he glanced at his chest cards.
As soon as he received a call from Xia Yu Orange, he was immediately ended at the meeting and took the exclusive elevator. She was here with his employees, and laughed so much ... Jiao-Mei, really owed!
The more he thought about it, the more hot.
Seeing the wind approach, Xia Yu Orange was not used to bear his compressed eyes, and moved his eyes lightly.
When Feng Yan was close to her, she pinched her chin alone, forcing her to face her with her face. She frowned faintly, and his strength made her a little pain.
"What are you doing?" She whispered, not only the two of them, did he know what bad chats would be caused by such a move? She has nothing to do.
Whether you care about it?
Feng Yan didn't speak, and turned back sharply. The employees disappeared in front of his eyes at the fastest speed.
Pulling her into the exclusive elevator, he relieved her on the elevator wall, lowered her head directly, and kissed her fiercely.
The strong kiss, with the anxious temperature, seemed to burn Xia Yu Orange's lips. She trembled slightly and followed his madness.
His movement was very heavy, reckless, and there was a trend of wind and clouds. She felt that he was angry and angry, and tightened the thin eyebrows of the smoke willow.
Is his anger because of her unsuccessful?
"You are distracted, saying, what are you thinking?" He took her heavy bite and let go of her.
Seeing her words, he squinted, looked at her Yin, across the clothes, touched her breasts with a big palm, rubbed it fiercely.
"It hurts ..." Xia Yanyan shrank his lower body, because he was pressed by him, and he could not retreat.
Feng Yan heard her shouting, and then straightened her body, overlooking her high.
"I know why you are angry!" She turned her face aside and didn't go to see him. Although she had been reminding herself to remember her identity, she really realized that when she realized the substantial meaning of this identity, her psychological attitude was
Reject.
Love-Woman, no woman will like this identity.
He didn't speak, waiting for her to continue.
"I shouldn't come, it's not the place I should come here ... Okay! I apologized, I bothering you, it's my fault, I will not come in the future, I will never come to your company anymore