She has enough power to compete in the Olympics on the spot.
Why do you have to make such an ambiguous gesture just for a little bit of power?
Besides, she has enough power now that she can hardly feel hunger in her belly.
Just as Yan Yan was about to leave, a pair of big hands grabbed her slender waist, picked her up in the air, and placed her gently on his lap.
"Be good, don't lose your temper," Wen Xiling gave her a bite of food.
"Isn't it okay for my husband to feed you himself?"
The deliberately lowered voice was like a mellow subwoofer, in her ears, with the heat between her breaths, teasing her most delicate nerves.
There is nothing wrong with Xian Xie's body now. For no reason, his waist is soft and he needs his big hands to support his waist to avoid making a fool of himself.
There is a small green vegetable on the lips. His big shy eyes look left and right. His scalp is numb and his throat is thirsty.
"I'm becoming more and more coquettish." Wen Xiling's tone was mixed with helplessness and doting.
He put the green vegetable into his mouth and picked up a shiny piece of sweet and sour short ribs.
The recipe is homemade, but the material is fresh and tender pork chops flown from New Zealand, which I like very much.
"I've eaten, and that's it?" She was shy, her ears itched, and she pulled it with her hand, lowering her voice to discuss with him.
"Yeah." The man exhaled from his nose, noncommittal.
He opened his mouth shyly, and with a "ouch", he bit down on the short ribs. He was just about to take the bones and chew them, but unexpectedly...
He swallowed the meat and bones that he had bitten shyly into his mouth, making a crunching sound with his teeth.
He was shy and even suspected that he was not biting the pig bones, but wanted to stew everyone on the table in one pot, and chewed them all before he was satisfied.
With a shy sigh, he couldn't help but said to Xie Jingchen,
"Aren't you leaving yet? What else do you want to see?"
Xian Xian knows that the people who can recharge her batteries are at least those who have a bond with her, but Xie Jingchen's charging rules...
It's strange that she can't be nice to him at all.
"If you don't leave, do you believe it or not? I will have to fight for him mouth to mouth!?"
Xie Jingchen pursed the corners of his lips. He should have known a long time ago that the time for his appearance is never right.
Xie Jingchen walked away angrily. He struggled shyly, but still couldn't get out of his arms.
He looked to the three brothers for help. Unexpectedly, the three brothers were very sensible and put down their chopsticks and ran away.
There were only two people left in the huge restaurant, and they were very shy and uncomfortable. Their whole bodies seemed to have been stuffed into 50-degree warm water, wrapped deep in their hearts by him, and warmed their whole bodies.
It's comfortable, but a little unbearable.
His iron arms held her tightly in his arms, murmuring to himself,
"That's it for you."
Wen Xiling has always been ruthless and ruthless, but never like this time. He stayed up late and worked hard to revise the design draft more than ten times, and his favorite mimosa was worn on Xie Jingchen's chest.
"I'm so sick." Wen Xiling was busy and it was hard work to stay up late every day. He leaned all over Bashful's body and pressed his chin on her shoulder, as if a little boy was losing his temper.
Yan Yan had never seen him like this before. It seemed that the boss was really vomiting blood in his stomach. She turned around and hugged him.
"Don't be angry, I will compensate you."
Thinking about this, Wen Xiling became even more angry!
He shouldn't believe in any old Buddha and immortals, and insists on praying for blessings. The beads on his wrist are like shackles, and the wife he has married well can only look at them, and the more she looks at them, the more angry she becomes.
"You can't compensate." Wen Xiling's voice was filled with anger, and he fiddled with his beads a few times.
When the anger is suppressed, the fire rises. When the fire is extinguished, the anger becomes even more intense.
I know shyly that he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods sincerely, so this string of beads is probably of no use.
"If you don't ask, it's probably useless."
Her thin hand slipped on his wrist bone, and half of the 81 beads fell into his palm, while the other half was held in her hand.
"What if." He put the beads on his wrist again reverently.
Shyly, she lowered her eyes slightly. Wen Xiling's kindness towards her was like a fine net that completely surrounded her.
"If you really want to compensate me, there is nothing you can do..."
Complex emotions rolled in his dark eyes, and before he shyly asked what was going on, she was hugged by the man and returned to the bedroom.
In addition to the bed, the bedroom is a large desk where she works daily.
The books on the desk were roughly thrown to the ground, and her soft waist pressed against the hard desk.
Her skin color is cold white, crystal clear and beautiful.
The quality is a bit better than the most expensive ones.
"Hmm~" Yan Yan hummed slightly proudly, and the ink pen he had used to draw bird feathers for several years fell on her moist collarbone.
It's itchy and wet. The more delicate the strokes are, the more confused the shy heart becomes.
The night was extremely dark, and a shy mimosa bloomed under his paintbrush that had been idle for several months during his busy schedule.
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A few more days passed.
I was a bit shy and distanced myself from him.
She wants to control the variables and check Xie Jingchen's power laws.
The fact is that she didn't lose power for several days!
I feel shy and even feel vaguely...
She may be free from the charging spell once and for all!
Xie Jingchen is really easy to use!!!
If she no longer needs to recharge her batteries, doesn’t it mean that her illness has been completely cured?
I shyly skipped to work every day and lived an extremely happy life.
On this day, Secretary Chen took her to the head office to deliver materials. The sisters at the head office also heard that the shy coffee was delicious, so they invited her to make hundreds of pots of coffee in the head office.
I was almost paralyzed from shyness and exhaustion. I finally finished cooking and was about to leave the building...
"Boom!"
She's out of power!
That’s outrageous!
It’s really outrageous!
What's wrong? She doesn't even dislike making coffee, a great job that refreshes the whole company. Why did she suddenly lose her power!
Fortunately, Xie Jingchen's side was able to receive a steady stream of electricity through the air, so she was too shy to freeze to death outside. She asked Secretary Chen to leave by herself, hid in the bathroom, and called Wen Xiling.
Wen Xiling looked at the incoming call message on his phone and closed his eyes.
He was like her adopted home, coming and going when she called him.
Wen Xiling stared at the screen of his mobile phone, which turned off and on, quietly waiting for the ringtone to dissipate...
The ringtone dispersed, but then...
Feeling empty.
My originally calm and serious working mind was messed up by her like this.
Wen Xiling threw the phone into the trash can.
After a few WeChat calls, the phone’s voice finally calmed down...
"Mr. Wen," Huang Mao came over eagerly,
"The fire brigade said that your precious treasure fell into the pit..."
Wen Xiling: "..."
The wheels of the luxury car were stepped on like hot wheels!
We quickly went to the Meng Group Building.
With his identity, he was always the center of attention wherever he went. He really didn't want to cause an uproar, and besides, he didn't want to have anything to do with Mr. Meng. Before entering, he simply changed into the yellow clothes of a delivery boy from a certain group.
At the Meng Group headquarters, the women's restroom is crowded with people! The gongs and drums are loud!
The fire brigade did go, and a group of melon-eating people gathered together. Wen Xiling slowly pushed through the crowd and walked inside.
"Huh? You're a food delivery person, why are you here???"
He is a bit too tall and tall, and even with a mask on, he is still eye-catching.
Wen Xiling pushed away the crowd and stood in front of her in a yellow uniform. As soon as she saw him shyly, she stumbled over and ran over.
"You're finally here!!"
"Didn't they say that you-"
She shyly pulled him to the toilet in the bathroom. Her ankles were weak and she almost threw herself on him, but she couldn't hide her excitement.
"Quick, get it!"
The big diamond ring that I had been missing for several days turned out to be wrapped in my clothes...
When I was going to the toilet just now, I suddenly fell into a pit.
"You called me specifically to ask me to come and get this?"
"If we don't bother the fireman uncle, we can make it ourselves..."
She shyly pressed her whole body against his body, and while taking in the pleasure of charging, she said seriously,
"It must be quite dirty after all."
"I'm going to fish it out, am I not dirty?"
"I don't mind it!" She hugged his waist shyly and raised her head sweetly,
"My husband is the most handsome, he is so handsome in everything he does~"
Wen Xiling felt like his lungs were going to explode.
Fortunately, Huang Mao took the lead, rushed over, and fished it out in twos and twos. There was no way, if he really let any of the CP he knocked out be fished out, it would affect his appetite for the CP!
He still has to take action on this matter himself!
It is your duty to protect your CP!
The diamond ring was sent for cleaning. She shyly held Wen Xiling's arm and kept in touch with him while walking.
"Good husband, I missed you so much just now~"
"Are you busy too? Are you missing me while you are busy~"
"I miss you, and I think about you a lot..."
Wen Xiling said coldly, "Speak like a human being."
"I want you to accompany me to work." She was shy and shy.
"Come to Wen's."
"No, I'm going to be a month old in a few days~" She said coyly and coquettishly.
"Good husband~ I'll consider going to your place after I'm done here, okay?"
"I..." Wen Xiling paused and was silent for a moment,
"Why am I here? Why do I keep running to Meng's every day?"
This is really a problem.
When he comes, the person receiving him will of course be Mr. Meng.
It's not even the little trainee secretary's turn to be shy.
She moved her head shyly and looked at him wearing a bright yellow disguise and vest...
"What's wrong with you wearing this?"
"Gu is shy," Wen Xi Ling looked at her with cold eyes, condescending, restraining his emotions,
"Can you write the word "extend an inch"? Do you need me to teach you?"
She hugged his waist shyly, raised her head, with a smile on her face,
"Yes, I want to learn how to push my nose and face."
A button on the shy collar was undone, and the mimosa he drew by himself was looming. Next to the cyan ink mark was a circle of dark red needlepoint scars.
"You don't allow me to push myself too far. I'm going to wash this tomorrow..."
Wen Xiling narrowed his eyes slightly, looked stern, pressed her waist and back, and stuffed her into the back seat of the luxury car.
There was a "pop" sound.
His big hand spanked her ass, neither lightly nor hard,