He is allergic and still keeps cats? He is such a unique, masochistic and lonely man.
Her little eyes were too straightforward, and the deep man glanced over coldly, "Are you scolding me?"
"...How can I praise you?"
"Praise me for being handsome?"
"..." Wen Ning glanced at his thin lips raised in a dignified manner, he was so shameless!
"Could this whole house be decorated in pink...?"
Dong Ma quietly teased, "It's what Mr. asked me to do."
Wen Ning suddenly felt envious of that little kitten princess, he must be so doting on her!
Looking at the cold look on his face, Wen Ning felt that if he had a daughter in the future, it would be impossible to imagine how perverted the heart of such a mature man was.
Subconsciously, I touched my very tight belly.
"What are you thinking about, mistress?" Gao Ting, the man, leaned against the edge of the door and stared at her playfully.
Wen Ning blushed and immediately walked in with the shepherd dog, "Hi, little kitty, these are Junjun and Liangliang. They will live here temporarily. You must live in harmony."
She also gave cats and dogs a decent handshake.
"l, what's your cat's name?" the little woman's oval face slightly raised.
The man's jaw stiffened.
Dongma smiled, "Sir, I haven't given the cat a name yet."
Wen Ning said narrowly, "Your father is so lazy. He doesn't even give you a name. My sister does."
Her voice was soft and sweet, she was just a little girl at this moment, she had many sides.
The man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you the sister? I am the father, so what am I to you?"
Wen Ning...his face suddenly burned. Mature men can always deflect the topic in a serious manner!
He was teasing her, but Wen Ning ignored him at all, "Call her Ollie, noble."
"I think her name is Ning Ning. She is very quiet, unlike some girls who don't live up to their names." The man looked at her casually.
"..."
Wen Ning thought about it and immediately turned around and asked, "Then what is your name? I want to see if you are worthy of your name?"
The man's dark eyes flashed with a smile, and his mind was spinning very fast.
At this time, Dongma brought the cat teasing stick and said, "Sir, try teasing the cat. It doesn't matter if you stay away!"
Probably because he had never done anything like that before, the man took the cat teasing stick and stood far away, stiff and cold.
Wen Ning looked at his frown and teased, "If you are allergic to this, then why do you keep a cat?"
A small cat-teasing stick was in his broad hand, and it suddenly turned around. The hairy end lifted the little woman's chin. The man suddenly came closer, put his thin lips next to her earlobe, and said evilly, "I'll do it to you."
This kitten is not allergic!”
Wen Ning was stunned for a moment. His ambiguous and low-key words made her blush. How dare he compare her to a kitten?
At this time, he wrapped his strong arms around her, and teased her several times with the cat-teasing stick. The man whistled low, looking serious, "Will you meow?"
"..." He is simply a yuppie. When a cat meows, doesn't it mean... spring?
Before Wen Ning could get angry, the man moved away from her in a measured manner.
He looked playful, turned around and walked out. He must be in a good mood.
Wen Ning was left surrounded by a blanket of ambiguity, and she couldn't even look directly at the cat-making stick! She thought to herself that this man was so yuppie to the core, and his pick-me-up was not offensive at all, it would only make the ignorant girls blush for a long time.
He must be a master!
When Wen Ning returned to the villa, Xia's mother asked her to take a bath. She also said that her husband was hungry and asked her if she knew simple cooking skills.
Did the old lady go back to the back building to rest today? Wen Ning took a shower and came downstairs. She had never touched water before, but she thought she really wanted to express her gratitude tonight.
She can cook, and there's nothing a socialite can't do.
Wen Ning walked into the kitchen and simply gave him a bowl of noodles.
"Mr. L, it's ready to eat." She quickly brought it out.
Her slender, white and delicate hands handed him the chopsticks.
The man glanced at it and took it.
Wen Ning sat across from him, holding his little face in his hands and sighing a little.
The man poured a glass of red wine and raised his eyes to glance at her.
Wen Ning just worried about himself and said, "Sir, you know, the landscape painting was taken away, and I can't please my enemy. The October jewelry competition is blocked by my enemy, so I'm hanging on."
"Who is your nemesis?" The man drinks.
"That stinky boss of Regal Jewelry!"
"..." The man's eyes were dark, "What grudge does he have against you?"
"The hatred of our ancestors is a life-and-death battle in business! Are you in business? If you don't do business, you don't understand."
"..." The assistant standing behind the boss smacked her mouth fiercely. The young lady was really uttering wild words.
The man's eyes were playful, and he asked coldly and deeply, "Does your mortal enemy take you seriously?"
"He scolded me, little Hun, and this hatred is irreconcilable!"
The man's eyes went to the bottom of her collarbone, which was as hot as ink. He frowned, unable to remember, and said slowly, "If you scold me, just scold her. Haven't you grown up?"
Wen Ning suddenly crossed his arms and blushed, "l. Whose side are you with?"
The assistant thought to himself, this is really a good question for the soul~
After eating the noodles elegantly, the man crossed his legs and said, "You don't have to worry about the painting."
"Why?"
"Boss Li of Emperor Zun doesn't like landscape painting."
Wen Ning was stunned and his eyes lit up, "You guessed it? That's what I thought! How could a man who looks so evil be so filthy? Like the old man who likes landscape paintings, that pervert who likes lolita, I
Tell you secretly,"
"..." The assistant twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at the big boss...
Sensing that the man's face had become gloomy for no apparent reason, Wen Ning was a little puzzled, "What's wrong with you? Mr. L?"
The man narrowed his cold eyes and said, "You can please him in another way."
"How to please?"
"Come here." He raised his fingers.
The little woman walked over suspiciously. Under her clean cotton pajamas, her slender waist was hugged by the man.
With a cry, she fell down onto his lap, her masculine body strong and strong.
She suddenly leaned into his arms, so close, Wen Ning felt uncomfortable. He held down her little hand that was struggling, and asked wickedly, "How many ways do women think they can please men?"
Wen Ning understood immediately and frowned, "Do you want me to hook up with my mortal enemy? He should go away. Besides, I won't betray you."
"..."
Someone raised his eyebrows, I couldn't tell whether he was happy or cold, "You are loyal to me."
"We have an agreement."
"Would you like to practice?" He used his mature control to seduce the little woman.
"What are you practicing for?"
"Please the man." He leaned forward and breathed on her snow-white earlobe.
Wen Ning's ears suddenly turned red, and the man's eyes turned dark. He grasped her waist with his big hand and taught in a low voice, "To please a man, you must be soft, and your mood, tone, and actions should be gentle."
"What, soft?" Wen Ning always felt that he was drunk by the red wine he breathed out. How else could he follow his routine?
The next moment, her body lightened up and she was gently placed on the table——