Chapter 32: Tsundere president lightly pet 31

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"The Situ Director is waiting for you." Mu Ling licked a sneer at the corner of his mouth, took the hand of Luo Yayan, and left the banquet hall without returning.
"President." Li Wenqian hurriedly ran and wanted to catch up.
Unfortunately, Situ Yu, who did not get the Luoyan smoke, might have let her go.
After crossing her hand, Situ Yu’s hand slaps her and slaps her to the ground.
"Why, even you can't get on the Secretary?"
"No...no." Li Wenqian shook his head in a panic. "I am the secretary of the general manager..."
If there is a happy relationship between Mu Shi and Situ Yu, it may be good to stay with Situ Yu.
But now it has already fallen out, and I can't leave anything to say, otherwise his perverted hobby will only double his own body.
"You have already sent me to you." Situ Yu smiled cruelly, and Li Wenqian dragged the elevator.
He has already set a room on the top floor, and now the stomach is smoldering, just take the woman in front of her to vent.
"No, no! The president has already talked with you about it, I have to go back to the president." Li Wenqian squatted on the floor, trying to stop Situ Yu's movement.
But the marble floor that is smooth enough to be used as a mirror, there will be half the resistance.
Seeing that she was about to be dragged into the elevator, she was crying and asking for help.
But everyone is not surprised by this kind of thing, not to mention that Situ Yu in H City, can be regarded as a hand to cover the sky, and only Mu Ling dare to provoke him.
They don't have the courage to do this.
So Li Wenqian is destined to escape the claws tonight.

[System Tip: Inspire male possessive possession, good feeling +10, reward gold peas 10. The existing good feeling is 90, and the golden bean 280. 】
Listening to the system prompts when the head rang, Luo Liyan raised his head and sneaked his eyes, and the face was inked to drop ink.
This system determines that there is no crash?
Mu Lingqi is mad at this look, how does the good feelings rise?
The Luoyan smoke had not been able to think clearly, and was thrown into the soft big bed.
The man rushed down like a beast, trapping her in her arms, and the cold lips kissed the lips of Luoyan in the dark.
"My...you are mine..." He twirled and whispered.
"唔卜西拧! (I am not yours)" Luo Liyan resisted the force to push the Muling 推, but there was a sting on the lips.
"You are not mine, who do you want to go? Do you want to go outside and recruit bees to guide the butterfly?" Muling sighed his head and made a loud noise. The tip of his tongue forced the teeth of the Luoyan cigarette, one inch inch. Over, like the patrol territory.
He wants to hide her, and in this life, no one will let anyone have a illusion about her.
I can't even look at it!
Muring’s thoughts were crazy, and the movements became more and more rude.
I don’t know how long this kind of aggression lasted. Luo Liyan felt that she didn’t even have a smooth breath, and Mu Ling’s time stopped a little.
Can not be able to loosen a breath, but the tongue suddenly burst into trouble, the fierce roll of her soft, dragged into his mouth.
The slender fingers swayed and swayed a little, and walked up the warm, jade-like skin, like a magic wand with static electricity, and the glass of glare shook.