Chapter 371: Scumbag bitch

A good sentence [I have a new down jacket, the old down jacket has been thrown into the trash can] Who this new down jacket refers to, and the old down jacket is insinuating, people can tell at a glance.
"The old will not go, and the new will not come." It is chic and upright, and it can be seen that Nan Yanyan has really let go.
If she was still worried about Xiao Ye and Lu Qingqing's betrayal of her, occasionally she would be awake late at night, and she wanted to drink two sips of wine to relieve her boredom, but today Lu Qingqing knelt down and apologized. The entire network apologized, and Nan Yanyan had completely let out a sigh of malice.
Nan Yanyan let out a long breath, only to feel that his body became lighter.
She opened WeChat and sent a message to Arang: [Come to my house tonight? 】
Agen is about to go down the mountain, he has reached the garage. Hearing a ding-dong sound of the phone, Ajang picked up the phone and glanced at the message.
To her house?
Agen: [Come here. 】
Nan Yanyan curled her lips and smiled when she received the news.
She put down the phone and continued to talk with the advertiser.
I don't know how long it took, Nan Yanyan heard someone knock on the door of her office. Nan Yanyan was knocking on the keyboard. Hearing that she stopped her actions, looked up at the closed door, and said, "Please come in."
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a man wearing a smoky-gray Korean shirt, black suit and trousers was leaning on the door, carrying a sweetheart in his hand, laughing so much that he revealed two deep dimples, tilted his head and asked her: "Nan Manager, passing by a shop, I met your favorite Xue Meiniang, would you like to eat?"
Nan Yanyan got up from the computer chair, supported the table with both hands, her waist and buttocks formed an extremely attractive body curve behind the table.
A Rang saw that tall buttocks shook intentionally, his eyes were dark, and his throat tightened.
"Of course I have to eat it." Nan Yanyan said.
Knowing that her temptation was successful, she stood up straight and walked towards Ajan. Arang found that Nan Yanyan was not wearing high heels, so he asked her, "What is your hobby? Because no one can see the appearance under the desk, don't wear shoes?"
"It's more comfortable without shoes."
Nan Yanyan didn't wear high heels, and she looked petite in front of Arang.
She reached out to get Xue Mei Niang, but Arang did not let go.
Nan Yanyan raised her eyebrows, and cast a wink at him, pretending to be puzzled, and asked: "Why? I bought it, but I don't want to eat it for me?"
Ajanmu grinned, he said, "You need to be paid."
"Oh?"
Nan Yanyan's satin shirt and one-step skirt had no pockets. She deliberately touched her whole body with both hands, then spread her hands, and sighed helplessly: "I don't have any money on me. ."
Nan Yanyan stood on tiptoe, pressed Arang's arms on the door panel, and asked for a kiss domineeringly.
Arang was exhausted by Nan Yanyan, and Nan Yanyan let him go. Nan Yanyan stood in front of Arang with her legs folded, and raised her head, revealing a pair of hazel eyes with lust.
She brushed her lips with a small lilac tongue, lowered her voice and asked Ajean: "How is it? Is this reward enough?"
Arang did not dare to speak, for fear that Nan Yanyan would hear how flustered and hoarse his voice was. He didn't dare to move, for fear that Nan Yanyan would see his body's reaction.
He narrowed his eyes and stretched out the hand holding Xue Meiniang.
Nan Yanyan: "For me?"
"...Here you are." Arang's voice was dumb, full of strong desires, and it made people feel soft.
Nan Yanyan took Xue Meiniang and walked back to the desk. She threw Xue Meiniang on the desk and bent over to put on high heels.
Taking the bag, and picking up Xue Meiniang, Nan Yanyan walked towards the office door. Walking to the door, she said to Agen: "Let's go, let's go home."
"...Wait a few minutes." Arang's tone sounded unnatural.
Nan Yanyan stopped.
She turned her head slightly and glanced down at Arang's body, revealing a playful and proud look. "You slowly tidy up, I will wait for you in the car."
Nan Yanyan walked downstairs, and the youth trainees saw her coming downstairs alone, and they all asked curiously: "Manager, why are you alone? What about the little prince?"
Nan Yanyan's answer is unpredictable: "The little prince is a little hot, and he blows the air upstairs."
Everyone: "..."
It is a bit hot.
Nan Yanyan sat in Agen's car and waited for more than ten minutes before Agen got off. He was sitting in the co-pilot, his expression was cute and loving, and he seemed to have recovered his calm.
Nan Yanyan had eaten Xue Meiniang cleanly, but she was still hungry. She said, "I'm not full yet."
"I'll take you to eat."
Nan Yanyan asked Ajan: "What do you eat tonight?"
The Korean food is not luxurious, but every meal has meat, vegetables and soup, with a balanced mix and exquisite materials. Ajan reported a few dishes, and Nan Yan was drooling.
"What are we going to eat at night?" Nan Yanyan swallowed her saliva and said, "I really want to eat roast duck. Dip it with hot sauce, with some onions and cucumbers, a bite of meat..."
The more you speak, the more hungry Nan Yanyan is.
She was not such a glutton before.
Nan Yanyan couldn't help touching her belly, and sighed in confusion, "Isn't I pregnant?"
Arang couldn't listen anymore, and gave Nan Yanyan a stupid look. "Don't talk nonsense." They took measures in place that night and it was impossible to get pregnant.
Nan Yanyan said again: "That is sweet love that makes people appetite? Significant increase in body?"
Arang stared at Nan Yanyan's slender but slender body, and then said, "You will be just ten kilograms longer. It looks like your body is well-proportioned and fat."
"Then what if I grow 20 catties? What about 30 catties?" Nan Yanyan touched her chin with both hands, and she frightened Arang: "I will grow double chins and fat, you just hug it and touch it. It’s fat..."
Ajan thought for a while and said, "Then lose weight with me."
"I thought you would say that I look good when I'm fat." Nan Yanyan pouted.
Ajan cut, "Forget it, you will be a female King Kong when you are fat. What's so good to see."
Nanyan's fireworks went wild, and he almost started fighting with Arang in the car. But then, Agen said: "Even if you become a female King Kong, I will not return the goods."
She suddenly didn't know whether to be relieved or sad.
Agen parked his car at a noodle restaurant.
Nan Yanyan was extremely disappointed, "Why come to the noodle shop? Grandma wants to eat roast duck."
Without a word, Ajan took Nan Yanyan and walked into the noodle shop. The two picked a chair and sat down. Nan Yanyan looked down at the menu and heard Arang say to the boss: "Boss, do you know how to make longevity noodles?"
The boss responded loudly: "Yes!"
"Come to seventy bowls of shou noodles!"
boss:!
Nan Yanyan glared at him and twisted Arang's arm fiercely, "What are you going crazy? Seventy bowls, who are you going to eat?"
Ajan looked at her blankly, and said nonchalantly, "Isn’t the promise very sweet? I will cook you a bowl of shou noodles every birthday. You are 30 years old this year, and I will let the boss I'll cook 70 bowls of shou noodles for you, and let you eat all the shou noodles before 100 years old, isn't that good?"
Nan Yanyan: "..."
The whole noodle restaurant smelled of old vinegar.
Nan Yanyan didn't know whether to laugh or to be annoyed. "Have you read Xiao Ye's apology Weibo?"
"Humph!" Arang just snorted coldly, not wanting to say more.
Nan Yanyan held back a smile and asked him: "Are you jealous?"