Xing Jimei returned to her seat, although she was calm on the surface, her heart was churning, and she was willing to give up to this point, but in the face of her fragrant temptation, this wrongdoer was stunned that he didn't cross the thunder pool, and he didn't make any mistakes, but what did he think, and how to capture this man he loved.

She deliberately drank herself as a drunken beauty and pretended to be asleep, just to give herself to him. She was waiting for Qian Feng, as long as Qian Feng showed the initiative, she would respond to him with all her enthusiasm. However, as delicate as her, not to mention the country and the city, a woman who is not too much to pick a thousand, drunk and warm and in her arms and in bed, Qian Feng actually abandoned her. If it weren't for the fact that she also felt Qian Feng's heartbeat accelerating, his breath was heavy, and his vigorous and majestic demeanor that was touched during physical contact, Xing Jimei would definitely doubt Qian Feng's gender orientation.

I really want to go over and bite him, bite his nose, bite his nose off, instead of standing behind him and talking nonsense with him, and covering himself.

What if you don't hide it? What if you go to chase a man backwards, do you open your bloody mouth, directly strip him of clothes, wash him, and forcibly swallow him. Keeping a little subtle and reserved is not only nature for women, but also a kind of beauty.

is a big beauty by herself, and there are a bunch of buzzing suitors around her, why doesn't there be a person who can make you tempted, whether there is a problem with your own vision or a problem with your own orientation, so hard to make yourself sarcastic for this stinky man.

Knock, knock, knock, knock him.

Why did you fall in love with him?!Stinky man.

It's really unjust, isn't it just that when I saw a rare high-paying job opportunity in a small county, how did I meet him when I found a job, I knew that I was a young and promising handsome guy, and I knew that he had the kind of heroic bearing that was not publicized or leaked, and was introverted, and shook himself inexplicably, and his heart was opened.

Is this what is called love at first sight?

In the few days when he was waiting for the official work, he was frantically searching, collecting all his information, information, to figure him out, and made a ridiculous decision, no matter whether this man has his own woman or not, even if the beauties around him are like clouds, what does it matter, rob it, he is also outstanding, just to see who can grab it.

Not only to snatch him, but also to conquer him. Since you want to conquer, you have to turn into a moth, and even if you encounter fire in front of you, you have to pounce on it.

But what kind of man do you want to conquer, let yourself hate and love more, isn't a man with discipline more a good man?!

On the first day of work, I was fortunate to clean the office, thinking about taking a breath by the window, and accidentally saw that the dead man was coming up downstairs, why did I subconsciously think of clothes and take a shower? In a hurry, he threw the clothes he had taken off and threw them on the chair outside.

How can I want to show you the capital of your body, who knew that you would play a hooligan, pushed open the door and stood at the door like a fool, making yourself a yellow flower girl, frightened and ashamed. But you play hooligan to the end, you actually came into the bathroom to close the door, your bare body, no matter which angle, which part, is not the incomparably tempting force that makes men bleed? !

made my heart like a deer, and I couldn't tell whether it was loss or happiness.

I finally settled down, and I originally thought that since it was a bad fate, since God had arranged such an accident, if you came strongly, you would give yourself half a push and half a push, so that you would break the relationship and be your woman justifiably. I thought that the first time I pushed open the door, I might not be able to react too suddenly, but now it has been slowed down for so long, and it just so happens that the clothes are still outside, so I asked you to send them and give you another chance, who knows, you wasted this opportunity in vain.

Stinky man, aren't you lustful? No, when I'm drunk and you hug me, you have such a strong physical reaction.

When you are given the opportunity, you are still thinking about all kinds of pictures that you may encounter, and you are still expecting that you had better not behave too obscenely, and be worthy of your external humble image. Moreover, when I came with myself, I was gentle, I had no experience in this area, I didn't understand the way, and I was nervous.

But you are really humble as a dead man, and you know that if you obediently give clothes, you can't open the door wide and show your true form. I hid behind the door to pick up my clothes, and the crack in the door was wide enough, and I didn't push against the door too hard, enough for you to get in, but you just didn't come in. The skirt fell off, you will only pick it up with me outside, and when I pick it up again, I will open the door to reveal a small half of my body, and the bathroom is so soft and light, the water vapor is hazy, and such a flirtatious picture is actually used as air by you again.

"Let you have discipline, poke you, poke you. Xing Jimei scolded in her heart, and stabbed the small flannel doll on the table with a pen again.

"Xing Jimei, if it is stabbed to death by you, what are you doing? I called you several times and there was no response. The voice of inquiry suddenly sounded in his ears, and Hao Zhongren's face appeared in his field of vision.

Hao Zhongren, who came to work, interrupted Xing Jimei's thoughts.

"You ghost, what are you doing, scare me. Xing Jimei scolded in a low voice, raised her hand and patted Hao Zhongren's head.

PS: Writing this chapter of Xing Jimei's psychological activities is used to echo the tangled previous chapter, and I haven't thought about what it will develop into later. It is clear that if you don't write a stallion article, Xing Jimei will not be the heroine. For the taste, or if it doesn't hurt the taste, please pick it up, give a ticket, leave a word, and I can see the opinion of a book friend from it, and grasp the direction of the novel.