Back in the room, Ou Jie turned around to leave, Zhuang Xiaoyan immediately stopped him, "Oba." ”

Ogie paused, looked back at her, and waited for the next ......

"That...... I want to learn taekwondo, can you teach me? ”

"I need to go and ask the boss." Ou Jie said lightly and left directly.

After waiting for about half an hour, Ou Jie did not come back, and he couldn't give up and begged him again.

Ou Jie saw her come out in an indifferent voice, "Miss, the young master is not allowed to walk around, pay attention to your body." ”

"Unless you teach me!"

"Please come back!"

"Oba, I'll introduce you to beautiful women, and you teach me taekwondo."

“……”

"How about giving you a raise?"

“……”

"Look at you when you're old, you're still alone, you don't look bad, it's just too cold, you haven't even touched a girl's hand, right?"

Ori ...... Embarrassed! Miss, let your subordinates go!

Zhuang Xiaoyan continued her three-inch incorruptible tongue.

Don't speak? That's what she said was right.

"Well, if you teach me, I won't tell me that you're still a virgin/man." There must be something wrong with a man who is so old or a virgin/man! Either you just can't find a girlfriend, and it's clear that Ogie can't find it.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Zhuang Xiaoyan spoke up again, "Could it be that you like men?" Oh my! Oba! You're so abnormal! ”

Ou Jie: Miss, the subordinates are two years old, why are there so many problems? He's a pure man, okay!

"I don't care, why don't you get oil and salt? I'll tell you boss to deduct your salary and let you work for nothing! ”

Ojie is embarrassed and threatened by his future sister-in-law.

"Miss, let's go back" Ou Jie didn't even look at it, lowered his head and said to her respectfully, but his tone was tough and unresistible.

"What about me learning taekwondo?" Zhuang Xiaoyan asked, looking at him.

"I'm sorry!"

Zhuang Xiaoyan was depressed for a while, and an inexplicable grievance came to his heart, and he angrily threw the box in his hand at Ou Jie, turned around and walked back to the room briskly, and closed the door with a "bang".

Oger "......"

When Chu Mochen came back, he saw such a picture, the girl was lying on the bed in a silk pajamas, outlining her beautiful figure without reservation, two white calves dangling cutely in the air, her fingers didn't know what they were writing, and she didn't even know that someone was coming in.

Looking at such a picture, his heart warmed inexplicably......

In the past, he had never allowed a woman to appear in his room, and it was completely intolerable to him.

Zhuang Xiaoyan's mind had been completely sucked into her world, and Chu Mochen deliberately lighted her steps, so she didn't find the man who came back at all.

When she got closer, Chu Mochen realized that she didn't even wear a na-yi dress, and the straps of her suspender pajamas slipped down, revealing half of her beautiful plumpness/abundance......

Remembering today's dinner, she deliberately used her legs to pick beans under the dining table, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he bent down and reached directly into her nightdress from behind with his big hand and touched it a few times......

"Ahh Hell! ”

The little woman's frightened scream sounded in the room, and Zhuang Xiaoyan's expression could no longer be described as a flower's discoloration......

"You...... You ......" She saw the man behind her clearly, and quickly rolled off the bed, reached out and pulled the shoulder strap, and covered her chest with her hand.

She thought that this man was accompanied by another woman and would not come back tonight, so she took a shower, changed into pajamas and painted on the bed......

She suddenly remembered that her work was still on the bed, and she couldn't care about the pain in her hands, so she quickly lifted the quilt to look for it, and finally found it in the center of the bed.

It was lying there, and she quickly picked it up, and it was something she had been painting for half an hour, and she was going to give it to Oba tomorrow. Let him not teach her taekwondo, huh!