032: Don't touch Lao Tzu

Rong Sheng sighed, leaned his arm on the wall, and leaned there lazily: "Don't remind me, I'm not wrong." ”

Wei Feng: "......"

Yesterday, the Ninth Master was very angry.

Now seeing the posture of these two people, Wei Feng's mood is still a little complicated: "Eleven, the ninth master has been looking for you for a long time, let you go over." ”

"Oh." She retracted her gaze, ate the last bite of the tomato, and prepared to leave.

This person's IQ is not good, and if you stay with him for a long time, you will become stupid.

In the future, you have to stay away from him.

Rong Sheng's peach eyes were half-squinted, and he licked the corners of his lips, how could he just let her go.

This little crescent moon has not yet believed in her abilities as a man.

Inexplicably, I just want to prove myself.

Rong Sheng lazily raised his other hand, wanting to grab her wrist.

Of course, Hua Yu noticed it, and her figure flashed, and she dodged from under his arm very keenly, and didn't even give him another look.

Let's go......

The palm of his hand was empty, and Rong Sheng still propped up the wall with one hand, bowing his head and laughing silently.

Hey, interesting.

Rong Sheng stood up straight, his slender and upright figure was always loose, he didn't stand up, and leaned against the wall.

Looking at the back of the girl leaving, the peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were bent.

Sooner or later, she will believe it.

Not far ahead, after the girl's figure turned the corner, she entered Rong Xiaojiu's villa and couldn't see it at all.

Rong Sheng retracted his gaze at this time, and just pinched the girl's wrist, the slippery touch seemed to remain on his fingertips, and he rubbed it gently.

Tut......

Take a lazy step back to the villa.

Zhong Sibai and Lin Jianqing sat at the card table.

The king spread his feet and ran wildly in the drawing-room, making a cheerful pig cry.

Zhong Sibai spared no effort to tell Lin Jianqing what happened just now: "Xiaoqing, you can never imagine what the boss was doing outside just now!" ”

Lin Jianqing bit a cigarette in his mouth, sat at the card table, wearing a silver-white suit, his hair was meticulous, and he was shiny, and he glanced at him when he heard the words: "What?" ”

Zhong Sibai looked like a gossip: "You may not believe it, I just saw that the boss wanted to kiss a girl from a good family!" ”

Lin Jianqing cut it, and he really didn't believe it.

Zhong Sibai snatched the cigarette from his mouth and emphasized: "The boss is teasing other little girls!" ”

Lin Jianqing didn't bother to pay attention to him, showing a look of disgust: "You have hugged the king's hand, don't touch Lao Tzu!" ”

He has a cleanliness fetish, a very, very serious cleanliness fetish.

The Lin family is a medical family, and the most powerful medical school in the capital is opened by their family.

He is the nominal professor in it.

After all, he studied medicine, and he was so clean that he was a little turtle hair.

The kind that washes hands 800 times a day.

Xiaobai just said that the boss molested the little girl?

It is better to say that the boss is molesting the women and men of good families, and it is more reliable.

Little girl?

No way!

Zhong Sibai bit the cigarette into his mouth again: "Why don't you believe it? It's the ...... I saw in the box yesterday."

"The one with a birthmark on his face, the one who looks ugly and cute."

Lin Jianqing was a little impressed: "Really? ”

Zhong Sibai affirmed: "Of course it's true, the boss is still like this and that, what a beast!" ”

Lin Jianqing took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, bit it in his mouth, squinted his eyes and glanced behind him: "Boss." ”

Zhong Sibai hissed, dissatisfied: "What boss, don't change the topic for me!" ”