How can the president be fierce

Chapter 3030 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1592 My words sound like a joke?

An Luo's face was slightly pale, she took a step back subconsciously, looked at him vigilantly, and laughed dryly after a while: "Ha, hahaha, stop making trouble, it's not suitable to tell jokes at night."

Bei Fanxing's hands paused slightly: "My words sound like a joke?"

An Luo felt that the corners of her lips were about to cramp.

The man walked past her unhurriedly and went straight into the bathroom.

An Luo: "..."

run.

When the rushing water sounded, the only remaining consciousness in my mind was this.

Run quickly.

Thinking of this, he didn't bother to wipe his hair. He threw away the towel and ran away. As soon as he opened the door, he was blocked by a male arm: "Sorry, Mr. Bei ordered you not to leave this room for half a step tonight."

An Luo stared at him for two seconds, guessing that even begging him would have no effect, she decisively closed the door and went back.

What did that sentence say?

When God closes a door for you, he will open a window for you.

Now that the door is closed, go through the window.

This is the second floor. If she tied the sheet around her body, it should be able to shorten a large part of the distance, and then she could just jump down.

He walked quickly to the window, pulled out the bed sheet, twisted it into a strand, tied one end around his waist, brought the clothes hanger over, gestured across the window, and tied the other end of the bed sheet after confirming that it was all right. Right in the middle of the hanger.

Climb up to the window sill, open the window, and when she stretched out her head, she saw a guard standing downstairs smiling at her: "You jump, I will continue, and I will send you upstairs later."

What about opening a window?
An Luo sat stiffly on the window sill, desperately looking at the very happy face that was still smiling.

When Bei Fanxing came out of the shower, there was no one in the bedroom, only the open window, and a slight breeze came in, stirring the white screens.

He walked over, closed the window casually, turned around, his eagle-like gaze swept across the bedroom little by little, and a few seconds later, he suddenly strode to the wardrobe and opened one by one.

In the last closet, under a pile of hanging white shirts, that delicate body curled up there, covering ears with hands, eyes closed, red lips constantly moving, as if muttering words, but no sound came out .

He leaned down with great interest, and looked at her small appearance, with a slight curve on his thin lips.

It's an interesting place.

Bending down to go in, he closed the closet door casually...

……

While in class, An Luo bit her lip and kept changing her sitting posture, no matter how uncomfortable she sat.

Seeing that she looked like she had worms on her body, Tao Zi sneaked her head over and asked, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"You can see that her little face is moistened and rosy. Could it be that she looks uncomfortable?"

Banana played with her mobile phone and gave her a sideways look: "My waist is hurt, girl! I'll take you to a massage after class."

An Luo's small hands were still rubbing her waist, but when she heard the words, she suddenly retracted as if she had been electrocuted, and stammered to explain: "W-Where is there, don't...don't talk nonsense, be careful... ... I, I, I sue you... for slander and slander!"

Tao Zi was taken aback: "Stuttering, stuttering, damn it! Really fucked by Banana?! With whom? It's not the super handsome guy on the cover of the magazine that makes me think about it day and night. The male god Bei Fanxing, right?"

(End of this chapter)