Her Mr.CEO

As soon as the floor heating was turned off, the cold was like a ghost derived from hell, making her face white.

"Ye Jianrong, what are you waiting for? Come and wipe my sweat. It's so hot! "

As soon as the hot voice sounded, ye Jianrong had to obediently put down the hot water bag and walked towards the tall figure.

In winter, the setting sun refracts through the snow to the man's well-defined chest, like plating a layer of Phnom Penh, which makes the perfect face as inviolable as a God.

She silently took the towel that fell to her cheek. The man's hot voice came again, looked at the woman who was short of him impatiently, and said in a deep voice, "Ye Jianrong, did our family not give you food, or what? Just a few steps, you can spend a day walking! "

Ye Jianrong is very gentle on his face, but he meditates in his heart that your family gives less food, and your family doesn't give enough food

This side continues to wipe his body. Although this has been done many times, his ears turn red every time. It's mainly too sexy, okay!

The glittering and translucent beads of sweat meander down the clear-cut chest until they reach the waist and penetrate into the trouser waist.

Tang Yusheng's long and narrow deep eyes glanced at her ears, his thin lips raised gently, and mocked, "Ye Jianrong, what do you put in front of me? It's not a pure girl."

Ye Jianrong hands a meal, she ha ha da.

I'm not a pure girl until I'm fucked by the man in front of me.

After putting on the white shirt, Tang Yusheng subconsciously glanced at the woman who was still silent, and a sense of irritability arose spontaneously. Ye Jianrong doesn't like to talk and has a low sense of existence. So far, he thinks that he is the only one in the room. It seems that he is self-centered and unreasonable, like a psycho.

With a loud bang, the man suddenly kicked over the trash can, as if he was still angry and attacked the next target.

From beginning to end, ye Jianrong looked on coldly.

Make trouble. Anyway, he bought the furniture and his money. She doesn't care at all.

But the man was a little grumpy, but he never touched her after marriage.

After venting, Tang Yusheng casually raised his feet and walked out of the room. Ye Jianrong naturally followed suit. He was not afraid that walking slowly would lead to men's dissatisfaction, but that he would not catch up with the hot meal.

She walked fairly fast, and it didn't take long for men to be angry, and the rice on the table was still steaming hot smoke. Her appetite soared and she drank two bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge in a row.

"Mama Li, pour me another bowl." Her voice was not loud, she glanced at the man here and lowered a few decibels towards Li Ma, "remember, dig more preserved eggs and lean meat."

They are like underground parties who talk to each other. Li Ma got the order from the head, gave a thoughtful look of "I do things, you can rest assured", and then turned and approached the kitchen.

When a man eats, he still looks like a man in silence. At least in her mind, at other times, he was like a spoiled grumpy child.

just had my meal. He walked towards the door without even looking at her. She licked the skin of her mouth, looked at the rich breakfast reluctantly, and trotted to keep up with the man after a fierce inner struggle.

Sitting in the back seat, Tang Yusheng said to the driver in a deep voice, "go to the company first." Then he focused on the tablet in his hand and ignored the women around him.

Ye Jianrong's mouth skin was lifted, and finally he zipped up his mouth in compromise. Anyway, whether you resist or not, you'll be late.