250 Raids: There's a girl next door

I like to write the stories I have encountered and the stories I can think of, so that many people can read them.

Wu Yifan said, "Some people don't like it."

I often receive threatening calls at night.

Said that he took up his woman's time and made him unsatisfied.

Damn, he didn't let her rush in to finish the draft. He couldn't handle his own woman, so he knew how to call and threaten people.

If his woman listened to him, could she still be his woman now?It's already his woman, okay?

He would never come to the point where he actually wanted to turn that demon-like Joan into a crook.

"Ah?" Cheng Ningyou didn't realize the meaning of Wu Yifan's words for a while.

Does anyone not like it?who?

Immediately thinking of Joan, the thief asked with a smile, "You are not afraid that I keep in touch with you, and Joan will be jealous, right?"

That gossip really inspired her, and she never thought about it.

During her years in country m, Wu Yifan stayed at Qiao An's house every time she went to country m.

He also took good care of Joan.

Wang Jiaqi once said that Wu Yifan could only see two people, one was her, and the other was Qiao An.

She didn't think much of it at the time, after all, Qiao An was the pillar of his comic club, and it was normal for the two to get closer.

But it's not normal now.

The so-called authorities are obsessed, but onlookers know clearly. He couldn't hear the jealousy of Joan's words when she entered the door just now, but she heard them.

Ah, there is nothing wrong with being in love with each other for a long time. Not only men and women will fall in love, but men and men will also fall in love after being together for a long time.

'Ding' The elevator came and the door opened.

Cheng Ningyou still wanted to ask something, but Wu Yifan forced him into the elevator, "Come on, be careful on the road."

"Goodbye." Cheng Ningyou showed an ambiguous smile on his face, and waved his little hand to Wu Yifan, and the elevator door closed.

I have to say that Zhang Mofei (also known as Cheng Ningyou) is a very thoughtful and gossip girl.

She only pressed the door close button and didn't press the floor. She was wondering if she could see anything when she went back later.

There is no way, the gossip cells in the body are clamoring.

Wu Yifan returned to the office.

Joanne was about to leave, with his Gucci men's bag over his shoulder and his Armani coat in hand.

The two collided head-on.

Joan took a step back after being bumped.

Wu Yifan put his arms around his waist.

It's terrible, Joan's heart was pounding wildly.

"Boss, I won't draw anymore, I want to rest." Qiao An looked at Wu Yifan blankly.

There was a crystal light shining in the long and narrow eyes, sparkling in all directions.

Wu Yifan nodded and said, "Okay."

The tone is gentle, revealing a strong passion.

Qiao An stared at Wu Yifan's gentle black eyes, her heart beating very slowly.

Wu Yifan's smile was not a smile, his eyes were on Qiao An's red lips.

The two were about the same height, and they were very close at this moment, Qiao An could smell the faint mint smell in Wu Yifan's breath.

My heart is rippling!

He swallowed his saliva, pushed Wu Yifan's chest heavily with both hands, and cursed, "What the hell are you doing with your arms around me?"

Fuck, I was almost confused by his gentleness and elegance.

But just as he pushed him away, he hugged him again, this time without giving him a chance to resist and imagine, his lips directly covered his soft lips.

The four lips meet, everything is blocked for a moment, and passion is radiating.

Joan stared at the water, "Woo..."

This man is crazy, crazy, what the hell is he doing?