Chapter 85: Mr. Yue, are you jealous?

Yue Tingfeng walked out of the elevator: "Okay, you call me first."
Yan Qingsi's teeth were about to be bitten, and she took a deep breath and said, "I don't care, Mr. Yue, are you sure, that's it?"
"Of course not, I still prefer live ammunition-open the door."
Yan Qingsi was startled and said, "I'm really filming outside."
Yue listened to the wind and sneered: "Don't pretend to be dead inside, I know you're here. If you don't want to see me let this saw the door, just open the door obediently."
Yan Qingsi shook her hand in shock, hurried to the door, stomped her foot through the cat's eyes to see the person outside the door, facing his red eyes, Yan Qingsi's legs were soft.
He knew that he couldn't see himself at the moment, but Yan Qingsi still felt a little panicked.
The man outside the door smiled lightly, but Yan Qingsi has struggled in danger many times over the years, and he is very developed for dangerous tactile nerve exercises. Yue is not listening to the wind.
Yan Qingsi knew that the last thing was not over, and Yue Tingfeng would find her to settle accounts sooner or later, and she was not sure.
Yue Tingfeng was very patient. He slowly opened the top shirt button outside the door.
Slowly: "Don't let me say it a second time."
Yan Qingsi clenched her mobile phone and opened her door, "How do you know here?"
Yue Tingfeng ignored her, put down her cell phone and pushed Yan Qingsi directly, and kicked the door.
Entering the door, Yue Tingfeng looked around disgustingly, "The man came in."
Yan Qingsi gritted her teeth: "Nonsense, my assistant goes in every day."
"That is also a man."
Yan Qingsi said, "What are you doing?"
Yue listened to the wind, smiled, dropped her mobile phone, took off her coat, and watched Yan Qingsi hang her lips, her thin lips bright red, with a bloodthirsty cold light: "Don't you! Come, call twice?"
Yan Qingsi was angry at the time, "Go home and listen to your mother calling."
Yan Qingsi's face was very bad, a little pale, and looked at Yue Tingfeng with anger.
Yue Tingfeng approached Yan Qingsi, and her caught her chin, pretending to be frivolous: "I want to hear my niece cry more."
Yan Qingsi waved Yue Tingfeng's hand: "Go ..."
Yue Tingfeng suddenly picked up Yan Qingsi and threw it onto the bed.
"Okay, I want to roll with you on this bed too, we really want to go together."
Yan Qingsi was still a little stunned in her heart, and immediately wanted to get up, but just moved, she was pressed back by Yue Tingfeng.
Yue Tingfeng pulled off his tie, tied Yan Qingsi's wrist with his hand, and tied the other end to the head of the bed.
Yan Qingsi was so anxious that she blushed, "Yue Tingfeng, you you, you let me go."
Yue Tingfeng seemed to be in a good mood. She got up in Yan Qingsi's room and went crazy, and found a pair of scissors. young bird?"
Yan Qingsi's face turned white, and she instantly understood.
Yue Tingfeng knew she was in contact with Luo Jinchuan.
Yan Qingsi did not know how much Yue Tingfeng knew, and deliberately said, "What Luo Jinchuan, can you make it clear? How do I not know?"
Yue Tingfeng's teeth hurt a little: "I still had a hard mouth with me. The photos were not very intimate. How was the field game in the parking lot? Very enjoyable, huh?"
Suddenly, Yan Qingsi calmed down, only to see the photo and recognize her. She looked at Yue Tingfeng coolly: "Mr. Nayue, what are you doing? Are you jealous?"