Wen Nanye glanced at Jincheng, took a step with long legs, leaned against the brown wooden table, picked up the cigarette case and lowered his head to bite out, his movements were casual, revealing a few scattered ruffians.

The thick black and beautiful eyebrows and eyes seem to be smiling.

"What? I have to report to you?"

Jin Cheng smiled without a straight face: "Then I don't dare, your old man is busy and remember to come back to see my bad wife." ”

The man snorted, looking at him through the smoke.

"Fuck off. ”

Not only did Jin Cheng not slip away this time, but he also stepped forward, with a lewd expression of wanting to share "fresh" good things: "Hey, don't be like this, show you a good thing." ”

Wen Nanye raised his eyes.

Biting on a cigarette, he didn't move.

With an uncle-like attitude, Jincheng has long been accustomed to it, and took out his mobile phone and opened an interface with great interest: "I couldn't see it before, it turns out that Xiao Nizi is so material." ”

Wen Nanye lowered his eyes, and the wild eyes fell on the phone screen.

At the end, a meal.

The extraordinarily deep eye sockets dyed by the thick and dark eyelashes squinted shallowly, as if breaking through the silent lake, ripples and vibrations.

screen.

The woman stood sideways on the border of the intertwined dawn, blurring her face, her figure was reflected in a black shadow, the cheongsam was attached to the flesh, the side curves were undulating, each arc fell in the most exquisite and sexy position, the thin waist was like a willow, and the hip line was tight and straight.

She leaned up slightly on the swan's neck, and seemed to be smiling at the camera, which inexplicably made people's hearts numb. Although it's just a photo.

Every place is extremely soft, charming, and slightly curly black hair is messy by the wind, which adds to the beauty of Tuli.

Leprechaun –

He bit down on his cigarette and tugged at the corner of his thin red lips.

It was as if something had fallen on his eyes.

"This figure, seriously, those top foreign supermodels can't compare, this curve is really rare in our country, it's no longer enough to describe it with sexiness, it's usually tight......"

"Or else?"

The man with sparse eyebrows raised his eyelashes, and his dark eyes revealed a rich and puzzling bad smell......

Jincheng didn't take it seriously: "It's not that I think it's ......"

"What do you think?" Wen Nanye pinched the cigarette with his fingertips and flicked the cigarette ash: "How idle are you?

Jincheng: "............?"

Was he ...... scolded by the big guy?

"I ......"

"Dare to save this picture. The big guy raised his hand and poked his heart with his index finger with a smile, his movements were unhurried, but dangerously tight: "I booked the third leg in advance." ”

“......？？？”

What's going on???

The love between me and the big guy disappeared so inexplicably?

"What's the matter? You still dislike me? It's just the two of us here, both of them are men, who doesn't know the filthiness in a man's heart, what are you pretending to be serious?" Jin Cheng was not convinced.

Wen Nanye was in a commotion, he couldn't compare.

"Huh. ”

The big guy sneered.

Jin Cheng was stimulated with self-esteem and glared: "What are you! When you ran to a bar as a bartender, you were not compared to the size all day long, you were much worse in your bones......

The sound is getting quieter.

But no, back then, "Fight to Fame" was stunned by many rich women and daughters blocking the door to ask for contact information.

Wen Nanye snuffed out the cigarette butt and glanced at him: "What's the matter? The blow to you back then has recovered, and you want to do it again?"

“...... You do it personally, seriously. ”

Black history doesn't want to mention it again.

It turns out that the ancestor in front of him is ...... Hit people everywhere.

Don't want to live.

"Now turn backwards and get out, it's not that you don't look at it, and you don't have the idea that you shouldn't have. ”

“......？？？”

Mom,!

What's the matter, it's not his, could it be his?

Gritted his teeth and wanted to refute.

Knock Knock Knock –

There was a knock on the door, and a slightly heavy voice came.

"Professor Wen, something is wrong, you have to go and take a look. ”