Hanman: Control the chaebol, starting with Aunt Meijing

Su Mingyu walked in front of Zhao Meijing.

She knew the woman well.

Outwardly a gentle and virtuous housewife.

But in fact, the heart is extremely hot.

It’s just that people need people to discover and develop.

Such a woman, as long as she does not go too far, basically will not refuse others.

Su Mingyu walked in front of Zhao Meijing and stopped him quite boldly, the slightly plump waist.

A faint fragrance poured into the nose, and it felt extraordinarily beautiful.

“Why are you avoiding me?”

A deep voice sounded in Zhao Meijing’s ears.

Two red clouds flew on Zhao Meijingqiao’s face, and she turned her head to the side.

“Which… Where there is…”

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Su Mingyu’s mouth, and then he leaned over and lowered his head, whispering in Zhao Meijing’s ear: “You usually don’t come to the barbershop so early.” ”

“That… That’s because there are important things to attend to in the barbershop today! ”

“Oh? What’s important? Could it be that you want to secretly finish last night’s events? ”

I heard Su Mingyu finish saying this.

Zhao Meijing’s face seemed to be dripping blood.

She bit her lower lip hard.

“Didn’t you say okay, don’t mention the incident last night?”

“However, Aunt Meijing seems to be deliberately alienating me, I am very sad!”

At this time, a sound of footsteps came.

“Aunt Meijing…”

Su Mingyu took Zhao Meijing and hid behind.

Zhao Meijing gently pushed Su Mingyu’s chest.

“Put… Let me go. ”

Su Mingyu took out the magical toy that the system had distributed before from his pocket.

“Put this thing where it should be.” Su Mingyu said irrefutably.

Zhao Meijing’s heart trembled slightly.

Looking up, his eyes stared directly at Su Mingyu, and his face turned crimson.

“Nope… I don’t want…”

But the tone of his speech was obviously a little soft.

Su Mingyu wrapped his arms around Zhao Meijing’s plump waist.

“Do as I say!” He said domineeringly that could not refuse.

Zhao Meijing’s heart flooded with helplessness.

As the footsteps get closer.

“Aunt Meijing, are you in the back?”

No matter how Zhao Meijing struggled, she couldn’t break free at all.

“I… I promise you! ”

Then Su Mingyu put the toy on Zhao Meijing’s body.

Zhao Meijing only struggled slightly, but she had a taste of wanting to refuse and welcome back.

At this time, Chen Junyu’s voice came from outside the door.

“Aunt Meijing, are you inside? I’m in! ”