Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

Fan Xi looked at the direction he had been away from for a long time without returning to his mind.

Yun'anliu wiped his lips and saw the blood on his finger's belly. He couldn't help but smile: "Stinky boy, it's hard to start."

Before I thought about it, yanbaozi came to test his eloquence, coupled with the abnormal cute tonight.

Yunanliu thought that he understood something.

"Fanxi."

Fan Xi returned to his senses and came to him apologetically. "President, are you ok?"

White and handsome face, hanging color, looks very embarrassed.

Fan Xi has no foundation of his own. He is very guilty.

She didn't expect that the schoolmaster would misunderstand, let alone hit people.

In any case, the president has a relationship with him, and he should not be so impulsive.

But

Looking at the current yun'anliu, fan Xi is too guilty to speak.

"What's the matter with you and Mengmeng?"

Fan Xi grabs the corner of his clothes and blushes, "I have nothing to do with the senior..."

Nothing?

Nothing has come to the point of seeing them together and beating people without saying a word?

The president's office is always gentle and polite.

Compared with the pride of Master Chu, mengshao is the most gentle and approachable.

Tonight, he's acting like a madman. He's totally changed.

Yun'anliu doesn't believe fan Xi's words. They have nothing to do with each other.

"Mengmeng likes you." The yun'an channel is out of fact.

Fan Xi clenched his teeth and bowed slightly. "I'm sorry, president. I didn't know the senior would do this. I'm really sorry."

"Cute hands, you apologize?" Yunanliu chuckled and said, "OK, I see."

He frowned at the pain of the tear on the corner of his lips.

"Thank you, president."

Yunanliu turns around and gets on the bus. He lowers the window and says to fanxi, who is standing beside him, "call Mengmeng and explain. I'm ok. Don't feel guilty."

Fan Xi was moved, and his voice became lighter. "Thank you, president!"

Waving, yun'anliu drives away.

Fan Xi stood at the door, the cold wind blowing on his face, like a knife.

She raised her hand and huffed. Then she took out her mobile phone and called Mengmeng.

Bugatti's roar resounded through the sky on the road, staring at the road ahead.

In my mind, I can see the pictures of fan Xi and Yun An flowing together.

Can't bear it!

Can't bear it!

When the mobile phone rang, he didn't have time to take care of it. He let the mobile phone ring ring again and again in the car.

He drove to the suburbs and back to the presidential palace.

Return to the main house, get out of the car, throw the car key to the guard, and he quickly steps into the room.

The hall was very quiet.

It's better to be quiet. No one can see his embarrassment

The servant was startled. "Meng Shao, what's the matter with you?"

"Meng Shao, are you hurt?"

The servants were in a panic and surrounded.

Cute and disgusted, she waved away the maid, stared at her face, and her thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, "I'm ok, don't speak!"

"But you..."

"Keep it secret, you know?" Mengmeng's eyes flied over the people one by one, threatening to oppress them.

The maid could only nod her head and look timidly at the angry man.

Turn around, Mengmeng steps upstairs.

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"Uncle!"

The little guy came out of the bedroom and held his leg exactly.