125. Chapter 125 Drunk cat is like Nie Xiaoqian too demon [5]
"Well... I'm not... trying hard..."
The voice broke, and Ye Jiaojiao moaned lovingly, closing her eyes as if enjoying herself.
She tried her best to present the most pleasing side of herself. But only she knew how disgusted she felt at this moment!
"Then work harder, baby!"
The man whispered into Ye Jiaojiao's ear, his fat belly pressed against her delicately made-up face, he grabbed her scattered black hair and adjusted her posture...
Half an hour later, Ye Jiaojiao put on her clothes and said something in the man's ear in a charming manner, which made him laugh loudly.
Immediately, the man took out a blank check and handed it over.
"Baby, take it and buy something you like."
As soon as she finished speaking, the fat and rough hands fell on her hip-wrapped skirt and moved dishonestly towards the hem of the skirt.
"Oh... I hate it!"
Ye Jiaojiao twisted her waist to avoid the man's hand.
A trace of disgust flashed across his eyes, quickly and without leaving any trace.
"Little slut!"
When he didn't succeed, the man frowned in dissatisfaction, but he didn't suffer the consequences of getting stuck on gas.
Then he waved her away.
The tall and tall secretary outside the door saw Ye Jiaojiao coming out and immediately and respectfully walked her to the elevator. After she got on the elevator, he turned back and pushed the door open to enter the room.
The air in the house is thick and makes people daydream.
But the secretary, who had long been used to it, walked in calmly, but looked slightly nervous.
"boss!"
"How's it going? Has anyone been caught?"
The secretary looked up and saw the man wrapped in a bathrobe, his voice slightly raised, and he gave a nervous and solemn answer: "I'm sorry, boss, my subordinates didn't do things well, so they ran away."
"Run away?! Are you pigs? There are so many people, and you can't even catch a yellow-haired girl! It's so stupid!"
With an angry curse, the man picked up the ashtray at hand and threw it at the secretary.
The secretary did not hide, but stood firm.
Even though the bloody heat snaked down from his forehead and dripped down his chin, he didn't say a word.
But in those seemingly calm eyes, there were turbulent waves.
Storm is coming...
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"bite--"
The elevator reaches the sixteenth floor.
Holding Bo Jinghan, who seemed to be asleep, Lu Yan got off the elevator and approached the door.
He put her down gently and held her waist to steady her.
He had a free hand to get the keys.
But even so, he still woke up this little drunk cat who had finally fallen asleep.
"Well..."
Leaning weakly in Lu Yan's arms, Bo Jinghan stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, half-squinting, staring at the door in front of him.
He asked in a daze: "Where...is this?"
"My home."
Opening the door, Lu Yan took her in his arms and walked into the room.
Just as he was about to turn on the light, he felt a hand wrap around his neck.
"You...want to do...bad things?"
Bo Jinghan, who was speechless, stood on tiptoes and lay precariously on Lu Yan.
Hot breath sprayed on his cheek.
Like a spreading fire, it quickly burned up.
Cause an evil fire somewhere.
Straightening his body, Lu Yan suppressed the heat in his body and reached out to touch the switch.
He secretly laughed in his heart - this torturing little goblin was simply testing his self-control!
Turn on the lights.
Visual return.
Lu Yan's eyes collided with her drunken ones.
Charming, enchanting.
Her talking eyes were covered with a faint layer of confusion, but they were very alluring, as if just a glance could take away half of the soul of a man with poor self-control!
