The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

Nightingale also poked Bing Yu at the side, and glanced at her with extremely sympathetic eyes:

"Sister, you can do it for yourself, burn incense and worship Buddha, uh, actually, I want to tell you to run away as soon as possible."

Bing Yu was trembling at what she said, and quietly approached her ear, asking mysteriously: "What happened?"

"Instinct, you will be in bad luck." Nightingale felt that she was actually very righteous, and her intuition had always been more accurate.

"Really?" The alarm bell rang in Bing Yu's mind. [

Nightingale nodded fiercely as before.

Bing Yu trembled again, and took a step back, and then another step, she guessed that she seemed to be very law-abiding recently, and she didn't do anything wrong.

However, she believed in Nightingale's intuition, so she quietly tried to run away.

"Bing Yu!" Just as she was about to slip away, Tian Junhao slightly raised his eyes: "Stand still!"

Then, turning the pen in his hand, he glanced at her, then lowered his head and continued to review the documents.

"Hey, what's going on?" Gossiping together, several people winked at Nightingale one after another, and Bing Yu looked like she was crying, begging Nightingale: "My dear sister, let me tell you something, I feel like my heart is racing. "

"Hurry up, hurry up—" Except for herself, the others all had gloating expressions on their faces.

But Nightingale remained silent, hanging off a few men who had nothing to do and wanted to chat.

"Boss doesn't want to pamper you, sister, you've gone so far, and you've been looking forward to this day." Huashen patted her on the shoulder, envious of your luck. expression.

Xiaoyan laughed: "I think the boss is dissatisfied with his desires, one is not enough."

"I think it's the same. I finally took a step towards Phoenix. Congratulations." Sai Luo clasped his fists.

Nightingale finally said to them contemptuously: "Your thoughts are really dirty."

"Don't be jealous, stay with the boss, and one day you will have a chance." Huashen gave her a meaningful look.

"Could your mind be any dirtier?" Nightingale kicked him.

"If you don't have time to blow the pillow wind in the boss's ear, let me participate too, um, I'm willing to be the boss's pet." Huashen shrugged, and he really continued to be dirty, not afraid that this word would spread to the world. In Junhao's ears.