Chapter 683: The Boss is Mighty!

The conscience of heaven and earth, as far as Shen Manjun's figure, face, and charming temperament are provocative, but as long as there are normal male functions, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist her enthusiasm, let alone Xiao Zheng, who lives a life of clear soup and little water?

Speaking of this, the action is in this posture, and then it seems too unkind. Xiao Zheng, who had already been burned red by desire, put his hands together, regardless of whether this was the living room or the wilderness, and ripped off Shen Manjun's nightdress with a single blow.

Crash.

It didn't matter, Xiao Zheng was shocked by the pair of white rabbits bouncing in front of him.

This woman -- actually hung in neutral. And it's all empty up and down.

In just an instant, Xiao Zheng was crushed by Shen Manjun's soft and silky charm. The madness of losing the bottom line rises.

The living room is the battlefield, the sofa is the trench, and Brother Azheng, who is about to hold back the frog, gallops on the battlefield, riding his horse and whipping, which can be described as having fun, and also relieving the long-standing heat.

"Whew-"

After nearly an hour of fancy galloping, Xiao Zheng was sweating profusely, panting, and lying on Shen Manjun's soft chest tiredly.

Shen Manjun, who had flushed skin and silky eyes, also hugged Xiao Zheng's body tightly, his plump and snow-white legs were wrapped around Xiao Zheng's waist, his breathing was disordered, and his hair was messy. It is clear that the summit has been reached.

After a long silence, Shen Manjun took out a cigarette, lit it, and then stuffed it into Xiao Zheng's mouth, rubbed his back, and said softly: "How is it?" It's not worse than Lin Huayin, right? ā€

There were clearly red blood stains on the sofa, but this amorous woman said these words, and it seemed that she was dead to Lin Huayin.

"You're good." Xiao Zheng lay flat on the sofa and sighed. "But what about her, I don't know."

"I don't know?" Shen Manjun turned over, lay on Xiao Zheng's chest, and squinted and asked. "You've been living together for a year, haven't you ever touched her?"

"Does a cuddle count?" Xiao Zheng asked rhetorically.

Shen Manjun chuckled: "No wonder there are so many, they are all filled-"

The subtext is rich and evil, and Xiao Zheng shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard it. slapped Shen Manjun on the buttocks: "I'm not as good as you, a veteran of the flowers." If you keep a low profile, you'll die? ā€

"It's a personality issue, and it has nothing to do with the first, second, or third time." Shen Manjun said with a smile. "Believe it or not, even if you and Lin Huayin are fifty years old, she won't be able to learn my femininity?"

Xiao Zheng puffed out a puff of smoke: "Don't talk about this." With that, he put on his pants with a strange expression.

Shen Manjun also followed him to get up, put on his pajamas, and said with a flushed face: "What, feel guilty?" ā€

Xiao Zheng put on his clothes, snuffed out his cigarette, and did not answer.

"Actually, you don't have to have any psychological burden." Shen Manjun pursed his lips and smiled. "I will not force you to accept me. Second, I won't ask for any name. Third, there will be no showdown with Lin Huayin. It's actually quite enjoyable to be able to sleep with you once in a while and have a meal. ā€

"Then I'm not going to be your friend?" Xiao Zheng sat on the sofa and asked back.

"A high-quality artillery-friend like me shouldn't be easy to find, right?" Shen Manjun lay on Xiao Zheng's lap with silky eyes, raised his eyes and said.

Xiao Zheng clicked on a cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "This sounds a little sad. ā€

"Why is it sad?" Shen Manjun asked.

"I'm sorry for you." Xiao Zheng confessed. "On your terms, what man can't find it?"

Shen Manjun took Xiao Zheng's cigarette, took a puff in an elegant posture, his scarlet lips opened slightly, spewed out a thick smoke, pursed his lips and said, "What are you looking for a man to do?" Tie the knot? Having children? Have a love of your own? But what do you think love is? Is it Qingqing me? Is the sea dry and rotten, forever? Or is it three minutes of heat, turning your face and not recognizing people? ā€

"I was fifteen years old, I left for the country at the age of eighteen, and I stayed in the United States for five years, you can say that I have no knowledge, but at least in my eyes, the so-called love is actually a short-term chemical reaction. After the reaction period, it will fade. Shen Manjun then took a puff of cigarette and said casually. Everyone's view of love is different, and in the eyes of ordinary people, the highest view of love may be that they are willing to die for each other. But in my eyes, it's not hard to die at all. The hard thing is to always remember. Won't forget. ā€

"It's literary." Xiao Zheng took the cigarette from Shen Manjun's fingers. "It's a little hypocritical."

"Maybe." Shen Manjun said with a smile. "Maybe I'm a young woman in literature and art. It's just that my background is destined for me to be a tough female bandit. ā€

"There's nothing wrong with bandits." Xiao Zheng took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile. "In ancient times, female bandits were heroines. There is a chance to be written as a commentary and passed down through the ages. ā€

Shen Manjun wrapped his arms around Xiao Zheng's waist, squirming up like a spiritual snake, and leaned on Xiao Zheng's side face with a sigh of anger: "I don't want to pass it on for eternity." I hope that you will take the time to come to me in the future to apply fertilizer, and don't leave a fertile land to waste. ā€

Xiao Zheng pinched Shen Manjun's buttocks and grinned: "You usually don't look at contraband, right?" The joke comes when he opens his mouth. ā€œ

Shen Manjun's eyebrows lowered, pretending to be shy: "I'll go back and share it with you." ā€

"No need." Xiao Zheng said with a straight face. "Evil products like this that hinder the construction of humanities should be burned. Not a single one to stay! ā€

"You're really full, you don't know how hungry a man is." Shen Manjun said meaningfully.

Xiao Zheng smiled, got up and said, "It's not too early, I should go back." ā€

"Just going?" Shen Manjun said with a smile.

"What, you have to leave the money to buy the road?" Xiao Zheng turned around and asked.

"A woman's nose is smarter than a dog's. You smell of perfume, aren't you afraid to smell Lin Huayin? Shen Manjun chuckled.

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After taking a bath in Shen Manjun's bathroom, Xiao Zheng drove away from Zhao's house. While he was still on the road, he received a call from Xu Dongqing.

"How's it going?" Xiao Zheng asked.

"It's still in the setting stage for the time being." Xu Dongqing's question came from the other side of the phone. "I made this call to you to determine a bottom line."

"What's the bottom line?" Xiao Zheng asked.

"Are we recovering our losses, or are we fighting back head-on?" Xu Dongqing said tentatively.

"Is there a difference?" Xiao Zheng asked.

"The former is conservative decision-making. The latter is very risky, belonging to the enemy with a thousand injuries and eight hundred self-inflicted losses. Xu Dongqing said.

"It's bigger." Xiao Zheng's expression was grim and he said. "I've been bullied to the top. If you don't show a tough attitude, you won't be treated as a soft egg? ā€

"But we only have 20% of the funds, and the rest is all Miss Shen and Black Bear's—" Xu Dongqing explained.

"All losses are ours." Xiao Zheng said in a deep voice. "You let it go. The face is back, and it is not bad for the consumption of tens of millions. ā€

"The boss is mighty."

Xu Dongqing was refreshed and took the order.