Fang Ai's careful thinking is too much, not a good stubble.

"You don't have much contact with her in the future."

"Why?"

Everyone asked her to stay away from Fang Ai?

"I've said it all......!"

Cui Heng was a little panicked, and an emergency brake caught the two unprepared people in the back seat off guard.

Nan Yukong's face immediately changed, "Cui Heng! How do you drive?! ”

"Nan, Nan, we have arrived." If he hadn't accepted Young Master Xia's threat, would he have done such a lack of morality against his conscience everywhere.

Who is the young master in the summer, that is a well-known little darling, and if he is not careful, he will be played by a child of four or five years old.

Nan Yukong crossed Luan Xiaotian and opened the car door for her, and he got out of the car first from the other side.

"Miss Luan, Mr. Nan has always been like this, you don't think it's strange." Cui Heng explained.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of this Miss Luan, he would have seen Mr. Nan's more smelly temper before.

I remember one time, Mr. Nan heard about an affair with Fang Ai, an artist from the company, and almost smashed the office.

Fortunately, the floor-to-ceiling windows were smashed, otherwise he would have to be responsible for picking up documents downstairs.

On another occasion, he was nearly shot.

That's a flower pot! Flower pots! What a heavyweight murder weapon!

Cui Heng shrank back, but fortunately, his life was as big as him.

"What kind of person is Fang Ai?" Luan Xiaotianpestle stayed in place, and did not speak until his back disappeared into the living room and the corridor on the second floor.

Cui Heng was not surprised to hear Fang Ai's name, when Fang Ai saw Miss Luan that day, he happened to come over for the old lady to take a look at Mr. Nan's situation.

As a result, I saw something I shouldn't have seen, and I drove away.

"You don't even know these things when you're by Nan Yukong's side?" Luan Xiaotian's tone was a little ruthless, and he asked without thinking.

Cui Heng stood beside her respectfully as if he had seen the second President Nan, and replied in standard professional terms.

After knowing everything Fang Ai had done, Luan Xiaotian was a little afraid.

I thought that the author of this book would write a soft and weak super Mary Sue delicate heroine, but I didn't expect to portray Fang Ai so ruthlessly, like a vicious sister born to a stepmother.

At dinner time, Luan Xiaotian didn't see Nan Yukong, she put away all the paintings she had painted in the afternoon and went back to the bedroom.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door, I was frightened and immediately screamed.

"Why are you here at such a late hour!" Luan Xiaotian refused to take a step into the bedroom.

"Didn't you say you don't like to be here alone, we're qualified boyfriend and girlfriend relationships, and it's illegal for me to appear here?" Nan Yukong's long and narrow eyes are shining stars under the warm light, his body is slightly raised, and the posture of Erlang's legs raised at will is also very sultry.

Luan Xiaotian suddenly laughed.

Nan Yukong, who sits like an old cadre with a straight waist, is really funny.

Live off a juggler.

Nan Yukong's good-looking eyebrows twisted slightly, "What's so funny?" ”

It's true, though, she's cute.

"You sleep on the couch." Luan Xiaotian's depressed mood, which had been sad, was more than half better at the moment, pushed him off the bed, got into bed by himself, turned on the bedside lamp and told Nan Yukong to turn off the light.

Nan Yukong didn't listen, but opened the door and went out.

Within a few minutes, he had a few more quilts and a pillow in his hand, and in a few moments he was laying the floor.

Turn off the lights and lie down.

"I'm afraid you'll fall out of bed."