Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Xin Furong was a little annoyed when she heard this.

I feel that it is very difficult to quarrel with a man like Yuanfeng. He is like a ball of cotton. You punch it hard, but you don't get any response. Instead, it bounces back limply. .

She glanced at him a little frustrated, and said weakly: "I ate outside, you can eat it yourself, I have already booked the plane at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, you can pack it yourself."

"Okay." Yuan Feng nodded, seeing that she was about to go upstairs, he came over and followed her step by step, supporting her with open hands.

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The Leng family's villa far away in country M.

In the dark night, Leng Yu was sitting in the darkest corner in front of the window, holding a goblet in his hand, lowering his head, sipping sip after sip, the smile on his mouth never disappeared.

When the back door was pushed open, he didn't look back.

It was a woman who came, wearing a sexy off-the-shoulder pajamas. Few people would wear such silk pajamas without clothes in winter. , very natural to wear.

Barefoot, she walked up behind Leng Yu charmingly, put her hands on his shoulders, and nestled into his arms little by little.

Perhaps it was because the temperature on Leng Yu's body was too high, the woman couldn't help but blush.

Deliberately coquettish~ Panting, she put her head next to Leng Yu's ear, humming ambiguously: "Young Master Leng, don't you want Miaomiao to drink?"

While talking, the woman looked at the glass of red wine in his hand winkingly, as if she was really greedy.

She put her hand on the back of his hand, pressed his arm, little by little passed the red wine glass to her mouth, put her red lips together, and when she was about to take a sip, she was pushed to the ground by the man without hesitation.

"Master Leng!" The woman scolded softly, but she didn't get up in a hurry, but took advantage of the situation and put her legs on Leng Yu's thighs, nestling at his feet.

A pair of jade-like jade hands gently teased the sensitive parts of the man's body. He raised his head, and every breath seemed to be panting with charm.

But even if she seduced her to this extent, the man didn't look down at her, and continued to look out of the window, as if there was some beautiful scenery outside that was attracting him.

"Young Master Leng...don't you like Miaomiao?" the woman asked with tears in her eyes, she was so pitiful.

"You said it, you love Miaomiao the most, why are you so indifferent to Miaomiao now, Miaomiao is so sad." The woman covered her face, crying like she was very sad.

But the man didn't show any emotion, instead he frowned in displeasure.

He lowered his head, looked at the woman prostrate at his feet, and said with disgust, "Don't speak in such a voice, it doesn't sound good."

"Okay, Miaomiao will do whatever Leng Shao says." Seeing that the man was finally willing to talk to her, the woman stood up ecstatically, and twisted her enchanting body into the man's arms again.

This time the man didn't drive her down again, but raised her head instead.

The place where the man is sitting is the darkest corner. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to see anything, but the man looks at the woman very intently, as if looking at the most precious toy.

And when the woman turned her head slightly, that face was slowly exposed to the night sky... This is an extremely familiar face...