my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 14 Your Old Woman's Clothes

The woman was wearing a black dress, which had been taken down to the waist. The whole upper body was exposed in the air, covering a pair of big hands of a man. The two were kissing passionately, standing in front of the desk...

Lan Mo stood by the door and watched with relish. After 5 minutes, she really wanted to vomit. What kind of reality show, she really couldn't stand it anymore. She was not afraid of suffocation after kissing for so long.

She just walked in indifferently, since the two of them couldn't see her anyway, it's better to be invisible for a while.

But what she wanted to vomit blood so much was that a woman's bra was thrown in the trash can. Lan Mo wanted to kick Guan Zichen on the spot, and turned her head viciously, only to see that he had separated from the woman, and each was arranging her clothes leisurely.

They even stared at her with a half-smile. The woman is extremely beautiful and hot, with an arrogant and indifferent expression.

"Chenchen, is this your new woman? The height is okay, but the figure..." She dragged her voice and looked down at Lan Mo.

Lan Mo's blood surged up, her entire face flushed red, she was absolutely pissed off, just as she was about to reply, she heard Guan Zichen's flattering voice.

"Actually, Xiaomo didn't choose her clothes well, but she still has a great figure." He whistled deliberately, and stared at her.

In fact, he knew from the moment she came in, but he was surprised that this woman would come to him after get off work, but now he just observed her calmly.

Unexpectedly, she watched them kissing with bright eyes, like a little girl who strayed into the adult's room. She has made so many boyfriends, but she is a real innocent little girl.

Lan Mo was about to explode in anger, but she didn't know what to refute. Could it be that she was going to shout: You haven't seen my figure, how do you know if it's good?
She was crazy to do this, and immediately grabbed the gold pen on his desk, bent over and picked up the black tattooed breast from the trash can, and stared at the two unchanging faces with contempt. men and women.

She really didn't understand where their composure came from, at least they wouldn't be embarrassed if they were bumped into by someone like that?
"Your old woman's clothes, don't you help her wear them?" Lan Mo waved her hand and threw the golden pen on Guan Zichen's body.

He leaned over to pick up her glasses, and wiped them with a tissue on his desk in disgust.

(End of this chapter)