Luo Huan's cheeks were red. Although she couldn't remember when it was done, she was sure that those marks were definitely from her work.

My heart suddenly felt like a cat's claw.

It's a little lamb, as if it's a little proud.

Hei Jieming closed a document, placed it on his right hand, and took another one from his left hand. He opened it, but his eyes didn't lift up, but his forehead seemed to have eyes, "Peek at me."

Luo Huan was guilty and withdrew his eyes, he held the milk tea and sucked two mouthfuls. He turned his head blankly at him and asked in a pretentious manner, "Are you talking to me?"

"You are peeking at me!" Hei Jieming used his heart and used his heart to sign the name on the document and stamp it.

"I haven't. I'm drinking milk tea and watching movies." Luo Huan refused to admit it, just kidding. Even if he was her husband, he felt embarrassed.

"Milk Tea?" Hei Jieming became interested, left the document, got up and came to her, "I'll try what it tastes."

He covered her lips without hesitation and drove in with his tongue.

After the kiss, Luo Huan was panting, and the watery eyes were filled with intoxicating fog.

"The taste is really good, it reminds me of the street cafe in France. I miss it." The BOSS seemed to miss it really. After sighing, she bent down and kissed her soft little mouth for a long time before leaving with satisfaction.

For a moment, Luo Huan thought he wanted to be beastly, so he pressed her down on the sofa and took some tricks.

It’s no wonder she had such an idea. The boss’s temper has always been like this. He can do it as much as he wants and do it with pleasure.

Especially when he is not at home and changes the environment, he will feel even more excited.

This office can be counted by a slap every time it has been here.

However, Luo Huan clearly remembered that they had sex on the desk, on the boss's chair, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, on the carpet, and in the lounge...

She covered her face and felt that her skin was much hotter than her palm. Oh my God, she couldn't help but think nonsense.

He quickly turned his attention back to the screen of the notebook.

I clicked on a website at will, pretending to be watching.

It was a well-known emotional forum in China, gathering a large number of infatuated men and women. When they are fine, they squeeze on top to discuss various emotional issues.

Of course, Luo Huan is lazy to watch those scenes of men abuse and women abuse men.

What caught her attention was a comment below the post, marked in bold font, so it looked very conspicuous.

A man loves you deeply, either he will be willing to spend money for you, or he will keep trying to do it with you~~Love. If there is nothing, leave, it will not be love. You are just a tool to pass the time when he is lonely.

What a scorn comment.

The words are rough but not rough, and they hit people's hearts nakedly.

Luo Huan held his chin and subconsciously went to see Hei Jieming again.

My mind was confused.

Lord BOSS took over all the two. He was always very generous to her. Many times, she had never thought about whether to ask for it. He had sent all he could to her. This should be a sign of generousness.

As for sex, let’s not mention it. She has always been the one who was chased away by Hei Jieming. That kind of thing, Lord BOSS, is extremely powerful.

Ahem, he loves her, so that's it.

Luo Huan smiled foolishly and forked the web page.
Chapter completed!