President Ling got slapped in the face again today

In April in the south, after the Qingming Festival, the weather gradually becomes hotter. Those mosquitoes that have been dormant for a winter and carefully escaped the cold spring are already infested.

The people in the square gradually became less and less, and He Dongwei, who was waiting quietly, was the target of their night hunting, "buzzing" in her ears, shouting non-stop, wishing to bite her delicate flesh immediately, often this worldly sweet potato The taste of pastry.

She is like a mobile blood bank. Although she has a tenacious life, she cannot stop the sneak attack of this bloodthirsty army. There are many fleshy bumps on her white and tender arms. The mosquito that kills thousands of knives is really drunk. Human blood can't be stained with human animals.

Fortunately, she knew that she called home to report, but she lied that she had a dinner with her colleagues outside, but she was still "wandering" outside at this point, and she couldn't hide it herself, so she had to call Uncle He , Ask Uncle He to pick her up.

At worst, wait with her when Uncle He comes. Anyway, she has been waiting for such a long time. If she gives up now, wouldn't all her previous efforts be wasted?No matter what, he will be very blocked today.

Sure enough, not long before Uncle He came, Ling Li finally came out.

He was a little staggering, and there were two staff members supporting him. Behind him was a beautiful woman with exquisite makeup and a hot figure. Her big wavy hair fell down on her chest, which was all enchanting.

"Sharp!" He Dongwei immediately stepped forward and shouted.

He raised his eyes sharply and drunkenly, smiled generously at the corner of his mouth, and immediately threw himself into He Dongwei's arms, trying to stick to the person's body, it seemed that he was not drunk, but more like intoxicated.

"You..." He Dongwei's small body was completely pressed by him, and her hind feet were bent against it inertially, so as not to let herself be crushed,

But Ling Li was still restless, he kept rubbing against her body, she pushed him away with difficulty: "Ling Li, get up quickly".

"I don't want it." His face was a little red, and his voice was a little low and soft. It seemed that he was really drunk, and he didn't care about his movements. He started to move his hands towards He Dongwei, stroking her delicate body up and down. waist, even hips.

"Ling Li, have you had enough trouble?" He Dongwei yelled loudly, and at the same time, she didn't know where the courage came from, but she pulled a small fist and hit Ling Li's chest firmly.

"Bang--", this is not a simple snap, but the sound of a fist hitting the flesh, loud and clear.

The picture freezes for an instant, and even the enchanting beauty behind her wakes up a little bit, not daring to let out a breath, not knowing what Ling Li will do next.

Ling Li really woke up a little bit, his cheeks were still pink, and he looked at He Dongwei in disbelief, with complicated expressions in his eyes, as if there was a trace of strange excitement.

To him, her little punch was neither painful nor itchy at all, but it awakened his sensory memory that had been dormant for ten years. He really wanted to understand it as flirting like blame.

"Boss Li, what's the matter?" A mandarin with not very standard pronunciation rang out.

Behind Ling Li, there is a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dark skin, and the most distinctive feature is the sarong pants he wears on his lower body.

This is a Burmese, and the first reaction in He Dongwei's mind is - a local snake?

After Ling Li heard the voice, he looked at He Dongwei with a sharp and stern look, as if belatedly irritated, pinched her shoulder, and said through gritted teeth: "What do you think you are, shameless, wanting to crawl The person in my bed is much more obedient than you, get out!"

He Dongwei shrank in fright when he yelled at her head, and before she had time to react, she was thrown to the ground forcefully by him again.
"Get out!", he added again.

"Mr. Li, don't be angry," the enchanting beauty saw the timing and posted it up, comforting in a coquettish voice,

But he didn't expect that Ling Li would also yell at her: "Get the fuck out of me too", the voice of yelling at the enchanting beauty is not weaker than He Dongwei's, even worse than that.

The beauty's calculations were in vain, and her heart was about to jump out of the yelling. She glared at He Dongwei fiercely, chopped off her feet like a 'miss', and cursed at her: "Unlucky", and angrily gone.

He Dongwei kept her head down, not daring to say anything, she got up quickly and ran away quickly.

Looking at her quickly fleeing figure, Ling Li felt irritable and distressed, his brows were furrowed, his chest was still heaving, and he looked full of hostility and hard to vent.