Bo Shuyan turned her to herself, clasped her hands on her arms without a trace of fat, and said with a dark face, "At night, my thin-faced woman can't pick things up from the trash can. ”

Yezi glanced at the trash can on the ground, it was spotless, even if it was new, it had never been used, and then looked at the suit in his hand, shook his head helplessly, pushed him away and took two steps back, crossed his arms and looked up and down, and said, "Bo Choyan, the suit in your hand is also your taste?" ”

Bo Qiyan glanced down, stretched out his hand and handed it over, unable to refute, "Put it on, go out." ”

The little woman was a little helpless and took it resignedly.

When she was changing clothes, the man with a slightly dark face turned around and walked out of the bedroom with his mobile phone, and after walking into the living room, he looked back, saw that the little woman did not come out, and dialed the phone.

"Mr. Bo?" Secretary Zhang had just finished delivering the clothes, and I didn't know what the boss had to say.

"Who picked the suit?" Bo Qiyan's voice was cold.

"When I went to the mall to choose clothes for Miss Night, I happened to run into Dean Leng, and he said that this dress is more conservative."

When there was a hanging beep on the phone, Secretary Zhang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Bo Qiyan grimaced and squinted.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and the most conservative black suit was worn on Yezi's body, which was also the temptation of the uniform with a convex and backward curve, and even the white shirt that came out of the black suit would wrap her plumpness.

The man was wearing a black suit, the mobile phone in his hand was slowly clenched, his throat rolled, and his deep eyes gradually darkened.

The little woman's thick black long hair was slightly curled, not tied up, scattered at random, and it set off the charm and bewitchment, but the amazing palm-sized face was pure and terrible.

In strong contrast, the most simple black suit has become a temptation to kill people.

The more I watched, the more frightened I became, and the more I didn't know what Leng Siche was thinking.

Yezi didn't realize the huge temptation, and he stroked his hair with some disgust, tucked his broken hair behind his ears, and raised his chin at him, "Let's go?" ”

The man shook his head, "It's still early, I'll go later." ”

With that, his slender legs stepped towards her.

The dark black swirls in his eyes were deep and bottomless, and he narrowed slightly as if he were grabbing prey.

At a glance, I could see what the light meant, but I didn't understand how such a conservative and tacky black suit could attract the soul of this lord.

Her eyelashes twitched, and she turned and ran towards the entrance.

Behind her, the man's strong arm grabbed her by the waist and strode towards the bedroom.

Every step is on the fire of desire, hot and scorching.

The resistance at night seems to be like a kitten, and in the face of a strong and powerful man, he can only stretch out his claws and scratch a few times.

"Bo Chopyan, you well-dressed beast, let go of me, what are your nerves? I'm going to the hospital for a check-up! ”

"Well, I think you're a little unwell, I'll check it first," the man hugged the little woman who was moving, the black suit on his body was scratched by her, but his steps were firm, he looked down at her, "It's been a few days, I'm afraid you'll grow up." ”

"Thin !!"

The strong protest in the night gradually softened into a muttering as the man's domineering and powerful movements.

By the time the man finished holding her down and tossing over and over, the regular suits and suits on the two of them had long been wrinkled, and the solemn black was also dyed indescribably that made people blush and heartbeat.