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Liuhuo has no habit of lying in bed, although he drank a lot of alcohol last night, but no matter how strong the alcohol is, it can't anesthetize Liuhuo's perverted nerves, no matter how uncomfortable the hangover is, it's not an excuse for Liuhuo to be lazy.

Cold water splashed on his face, his confused mind instantly cleared up, and all the bits and pieces of last night came to his heart.

Yesterday, that is, the day the fire was burned. When the president and general manager held a special meeting to refute the rumors about this matter, for an afternoon, Liuhuo's mobile phone did not stop. Needless to say, colleagues who used to have a good relationship, even colleagues who rarely move around on weekdays, and even competitors, have also come to the condolence call.

In the whole afternoon, there were more than 7o phone calls just to invite Liuhuo to dinner, so it seems that the Roche Group is really not small, and there are hundreds of people at the manager level alone.

The final result was that the Luo Li Confession Party, which was originally scheduled for noon, was directly rescheduled to the evening, and the scope of the dinner was expanded to all the middle-level leaders of the logistics department.

Although the logistics department is not big, there are two tables for ten people, needless to say irons like Jiang Wen and Tian Xiuxiu, they must be coming, and even Mao Feifei also showed up, she actually toasted a glass of wine to the flowing fire coldly.

The fire let the water droplets drip on his face, and his mind was full of the scene when Mao Feifei toasted last night, and he will never forget that moment in his life.

The people in the logistics department all knew that Mao Feifei had a conflict with Liuhuo, and when Mao Feifei toasted Liuhuo, the whole private room was silent.

Mao Feifei still didn't seem angry, and the expression on her face was the same as the old yogurt in the refrigerator, cold and sour. Originally, Liuhuo just wanted to have a drink, just go through the motions. However, at that time, Liuhuo didn't know that his brain was wrong, and he suddenly had a strong voyeurism.

The flowing fire actually eroded Mao Feifei's consciousness with his divine sense, and he wanted to hear Mao Feifei's heart.

But when the drift fire pried open a small crack in the door and peeked inside, he was dumbfounded. Damn, this is too perverted, why is Mao Feifei's emotion so excited now, not only in her heart, but also directly in the Flowing Fire Divine Sense.

What a glamorous scene this is, the scenes of Liuhuo and Mao Feifei's love that night are all repeated, Liuhuo really can't imagine that Mao Feifei is toasting, and what she thinks about is actually having sex with herself!

Mom, Liuhuo reacted on the spot, he didn't know that he was so crazy that night, he changed more than a dozen kinds of strange postures alone, and Mao Feifei really didn't refuse to come, and he was unusually cooperative.

Enchanted eyes, suppressed gasps, and high-pitched screams. The strong sense of impact of the picture made Xiao Liuhuo react at that time, and the wound was instantly involved.

"Oops," Flowing Fire cried, and quickly bent down.

"What's wrong? Could it be that the wound hurts?" Luo Zongrui, who was sitting next to Liuhuo, asked drunkenly.

"Oh, I was a little anxious to stand up just now, and I pulled the wound..."

At this time, Mao Feifei's face became even colder: "What do you mean? I toast, you don't want to drink, don't you?

The Flowing Fire is painful enough now, and I want to take back my consciousness, but I still want to see it, thinking that the memory of that night is not obtained, but in the professor's consciousness. So Liuhuo only knew that he had made out with this woman that night, and what the details of the intimacy were, the professor hadn't shared with him.

"Don't ask me, I'm ashamed of you, you don't put this kind of memory fragment in my head..."

Liuhuo is very embarrassed, he is also a normal man, he has had such a powerful bed experience, he must treasure this memory, the professor will not give it to me, then I will copy a copy from Mao Feifei's memory? Anyway, she is now in her mind.

The more the Flowing Fire looked, the more impulsive it became, and the more impulsive the Little Flowing Fire's reaction became, and in the end, the Flowing Fire's eyes were already squinting.

Liuhuo didn't know what was wrong with Mao Feifei, why she thought about these things at the juncture of everyone's party, was that night so important to her?

Mind reading is not a hacking software that can casually flip through other people's memory, he can only reflect some of the problems that the parties are imagining, if Mao Feifei is thinking about the company's statements now, then Liuhuo can only see boring digital tables.

Mao Feifei's face became colder and colder, she was extremely embarrassed now, she originally wanted to take this opportunity to make up for the gap between herself and Liuhuo, but she didn't expect Liuhuo, who was so tolerant of others, to be so faceless.

"Luo Li scolded you and scalded you with boiling water, but you weren't angry at all, look at the way you talked to her just now, it's really as ambiguous as you want..."

"But what about me? You are so happy that you squeeze me with words, taunt me, and finally ask me to take the initiative to toast with you by a woman. That's it, you ignore me, and actually put on such a strange posture to avoid drinking with me. What the hell am I about that that annoying you so much?"

The depressed Mao Feifei didn't know what was wrong, when the scene of that night suddenly flashed in her mind, she actually came to feel it? A warm current surged in her lower abdomen, and the picture of spring that night kept rotating in his mind like a marquee.

Of course, Mao Feifei didn't know that this was a natural phenomenon after her emotions were suppressed by the spiritual power of the flowing fire, which was a kind of ** that she couldn't control at all. Originally, she has always liked Flowing Fire, and the two have had ** contact again, and what is more serious is that Flowing Fire once warmed her soul with her divine sense.

Liuhuo is indeed a bit of a bully, and he doesn't want to think about it, his perverted divine sense impact is not comparable to few people in Zhongzhou Big 6, let alone these modern people who are not strong-willed. Mao Feifei has completely fallen, and her feelings for the flowing fire have long since turned into a flood of spring water and cannot be suppressed.

Under the control of this emotion, how could Mao Feifei's mind not have the picture of that night? Now she is relying on the little reason she has left to maintain her only remaining dignity.

If there are only two people here now, Liuhuo and Mao Feifei, if there is a bed here, Mao Feifei will probably throw away the last bit of reserve and throw herself directly into Liuhuo's arms.

Liuhuo was stupid, when he knew that Mao Feifei actually wanted to push himself, his mouth couldn't close in surprise, and he couldn't care about the toast at all.

The two of them were in a stalemate for three or four minutes, and in the eyes of outsiders, Mao Feifei toasted the flowing fire with a stinky face, and the flowing fire was a little too dragged away, and the mouth said that the wound was painful but the expression was not like it at all.

"Oh, these two froze, it seems that there is really a contradiction..."

"Nonsense. There is no contradiction a few days ago, Mao Feifei told the black state of the fire?"

"Hey... There's a drama to watch now."

On the wine table, there was a slight chatter. And all these discussions reached Mao Feifei's ears, and she lost her mind on the spot, and a glass of beer was splashed on the face of the flowing fire.

Mao Feifei really lost her mind, she was already mad at the time, she felt that everyone was laughing at her, and the source of everything was because of the fire.

Mao Feifei left, and her resentful gaze before leaving made Liuhuo's back cold.

The scenes of last night are still repeating in Liuhuo's mind, and the professor in the consciousness has been reprimanding Liuhuo since he got up in the morning.

"Wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, and color is a steel knife that scrapes bones, look at you, it was originally an opportunity to reconcile with others, but it was because you were lustful and you were messed up, right?"

"When people toast, you just drink, why do you eat and look at people's hearts?"

"You remember, our purpose is to go home, to go home, and we can't make any extraneous branches..."

The professor's nagging made Liuhuo very depressed, and he suddenly poured two handfuls of cold water on his face, and said in his mouth, "Grass, listen to you, don't meddle anymore, don't make extraneous branches anymore..."

No matter how depressed Liuhuo is, work still can't be delayed, yesterday's day off is considered sick leave, and today I have no reason not to go to work.

Liuhuo's body is indeed good, but after a day and a night's work, the blisters on the root of the thighs have wilted, and even the broken one has scabbed, except for not being able to exercise vigorously, everything is not hindered.

When Liuhuo left the dormitory, suddenly the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and a text message came, when Liuhuo opened the phone and looked, he was pleasantly surprised that it was a text message from Luo Li to him.

"You don't have to buy breakfast, I've already brought it for you, you can come to the office to eat"

Liuhuo was a little shocked and a little moved, he really couldn't imagine that the daughter of President Luo Ye would actually bring me breakfast, what is the situation? Is my charm unstoppable?

Well, it seems that Liu Huo's life memories have gradually affected our King of Peishui, and now Liuhuo has also learned to narcissist.

Lori was still one of the first employees to come to the office, and in addition to cleaning her office, she brought a Gallic breakfast for two.

The cuisine of China and Gaul is world-famous, and today Luo Li prepares the essence of Gallic breakfast. Baguettes, croissants, peanut toast, tender omelette, lightly charred bacon, coffee and jam. A hearty breakfast fills the desk, and the morning sun shines through the blinds on the desk, creating a warm feeling.

I have to say that Western food is to pay attention to the atmosphere, don't say whether it is delicious or not, you just look at the small basket of bread, as well as the exquisite multi-layer food box, all the food is very beautiful, all of which suppressed the fire that just went upstairs.

"You... What are you doing here? Is this breakfast?" Flowing Fire was obviously a little out of his mind, and he was really not used to such a luxurious breakfast.

Luo Li smiled at him and said, "You are a celebrity, going in and out of public places will cause onlookers, I can't help but bring you breakfast, which can be regarded as a way for me to express my apologies..."

Flowing fire's eyes were no longer enough, he took a sip of coffee and broke a piece of bread and put it in his mouth, and before he could swallow it, he had already muttered.

"Wow, it's so hard for you, you must have run a long way to buy such a hearty breakfast this morning, right?"

"You guessed it wrong, I did it..."

"Huh?"