Ye Chen's demonic eyes were stunned, and his demonic face suddenly darkened!

A storm brewed in the dark eyes.

This damn woman, dare to dislike him?

Why can she always smile and stab people, and it is a one-hit hit, right to the point.

Well, he admitted.

His kissing skills are terrible, as the saying goes, practice makes perfect, he has no one to practice, and his skills are naturally not good.

It is as taboo for a man to be questioned about his poor kissing skills as it is about questioning his ability somewhere.

Hurt your self-esteem!

Ye Sanshao glared at her fiercely, and tore the dress on her body, and pressed it into the car to verify his oo and xx ability.

Cheng Anya felt a crisis approaching and cleared her throat, "Mr. Ye, I'm home!" ”

Ye Sanshao squinted at him, unmoved, and stood indifferently.

Cheng Anya stiffened.

You can't even hear such an obvious eviction, Ye Sanshao, when did you become mentally retarded?

What does it mean to stand still?

Ye Chen looked up at the lights upstairs, the corners of his lips lifted, and said, "Miss Cheng, don't you want to drink a glass of water?" ”

Cheng Anya was petrified and stiffly looked at the little figure shaking upstairs......

%>_%！

Soon she calmed down, slowly took out four coins from her bag, opened a dizzyingly beautiful smile, and leisurely put them into Ye Chen's hand.

"Mr. Ye, walk twenty meters to the left, turn right, there is a small shop, you please, count me as yours, good night, goodbye!" Cheng Anya's posture was very high, as if asking Ye Chen for a bottle of water was a great gift to him.

As soon as she said that, she didn't have the courage to face Ye Sanshao's iron-blue face, she was very aware of current affairs, and quickly flashed into the community.

Cheng Anya entered the elevator, wheezing like a cow, with a face as red as fire.

He just made an invitation?

Or is she interested in her son?

Cheng Anya has a mixture of flavors, no matter which one it is, it is not a good thing for her.

"70,000 ......" bites her monthly salary fiercely, and Cheng Anya is entangled, whether to resign or not?

If she continues like this, she'll have a heart attack.

"Money is more important, right?" Cheng Anya stroked her chest and found that Rosetear was still on her.

She frowned, forget it, it's not too late to pay it back tomorrow.

This thing gave her a very ominous feeling.

It's like a cursed gem.

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