"Words are always ......"

"Wen Xuxu, you ......" Yan Rusheng turned his head to stare at Wen Xuxu, and was about to yell at her, when Wen Xinyi's voice suddenly came from outside the door, his eyes flashed keenly, and a sly smile swayed at the corner of his lips.

The long arm stretched out and hooked Wen Xuxu's waist, and then pulled it a little harder, and Wen Xuxu fell on his lap as he wished.

Wen Xuxu's eyes widened and her mouth opened, but before she could make a sound, Yan Rusheng's lips pressed down and sealed her mouth.

'Hmm......'

Wen Xinyi had a room card and opened the door by herself.

"Words are always ......"

When she entered the door, she saw Yan Rusheng hugging Wen Xuxu and kissing her, and her footsteps and words stopped abruptly.

In just a second or two, her eyes were already full of tears.

Wen Xuxu's hands were firmly clamped by Yan Rusheng, his mouth was tightly sealed, and only his two legs were free.

Seeing that Wen Xinyi's tears were about to flow out, she kicked her legs anxiously, and her mouth made a 'hmm' protest sound.

This flowery radish is also addicted to kissing, and he will talk to her at every turn.

Wen Xinyi stood there for a while, Yan Rusheng didn't want to let go of Wen Xuxu's meaning, but the more she kissed, the more intense she became.

"Hmm......" Eventually, she stomped her foot, turned around and ran away crying.

"Words are like life, you are perverted." Wen Xuxu was anxious and angry, and he was full of strength, pushed Yan Rusheng away, jumped up, and scolded Yan Rusheng angrily while wiping his mouth, "Neurotic, what do you mean by moving my mouth at every turn like this?" ”

Yan Rusheng spread his hands, and his face was taken for granted, "I can't say it to you, I have to be hard." ”

"Every time you do it for your own sake, can you take into account the feelings of others?" Wen Xuxu's eyes were a little sour.

She will fall, she will covet!

After yelling, she angrily took her bag, raised her feet and walked towards the door angrily.

Out of the room, she looked at both sides of the aisle, but saw no trace of Wen Xinyi.

She walked straight to the elevator, which was none of her business anyway.

But to receive the work of the princess of country Y, she still has to do it, and the public and private must be clear.

Out of the hotel gate, facing the oncoming cool breeze, she took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and set off.

It's very rare that Young Master Yan was yelled, not only did he not get angry, but he smiled proudly.

He finally angered Wen again.

There seemed to be a trace of lingering fragrance in his mouth, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick the corners of his mouth, but he was a little unsatisfied.

Wen Xinyi came to call him just now, presumably the mayor had arrived.

He bent down and reached out to pick up the cardboard box that Wen Xuxu had raised, and took out his shirt from it without hurry, shaking it open.

Seeing the buttons of his shirt, his mood was a little better.

I have to admit that the person who knows him in the world is none other than Wen Xuxu.

Time didn't allow him to think deeper, so he put on his clothes and hurried to socialize.

……

Wen Xuxu went to the restaurant that she had made an appointment with the princess of country Y, looked at the time, and there was only a three- or four-minute deviation from her budget.

Sitting in the car, she asked the driver to turn on the lights in the car, took out the cosmetics she borrowed from a colleague when she got off work, and simply put on makeup for herself.

After applying lipstick, she dismantled the ponytail and put her hair back in a bun, dignified and elegant.

She doesn't usually wear makeup, but her makeup skills are no worse than that of professional makeup artists.

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