Before everyone could react, he pulled Lin Xiaoxi straight and walked briskly towards his office. 8

Entering the bathroom supporting the lounge, Li Yumin unbuttoned the clothes on Lin Xiaoxi's chest, removed the shower, turned on the cold water switch, and poured it towards Lin Xiaoxi's chest.

Lin Xiaoxi was originally burned to the point that his whole body was in a trance, but he was suddenly hit by the cold water, and he came back to his senses all of a sudden.

What caught my eye was the cold and handsome face of the president.

At this moment, he lowered his head slightly, his eyebrows furrowed, and he seemed to be holding back great anger.

Lin Xiaoxi looked down at him in confusion, and the next second he screamed to cover the spring light on his chest.

"Take your hands away! Do you think of bubbles? Li Yumin grabbed her hand away and continued to look at the hot red skin on her chest.

Lin Xiaoxi cried all of a sudden, and the humiliation swept over the visitors in an instant.

Li Yumin raised his eyes to look at Lin Xiaoxi, and said expressionlessly,

"What is there to cry about, it's already my woman, and what else is there to cover."

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