After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

Little broken-mouthed Song Yu reluctantly said that it was all right, he knew it.

Annan looked at him with bright eyes, and said, "Wow! It seems that you are more suitable for the exhibition assistant! The voice is so good!"

"Yeah, hahaha! The voice of the little broken mouth is like a broken gong!" said a female secretary.

Xiao Jin replied, "I also think that every time he speaks louder, he looks like a eunuch."

"Yes, yes, hahaha!"

Little Broken Mouth:?

The corner of his mouth twitched, his fist hardened.

Zhan Shuo turned sideways to snigger, in fact he sometimes felt the same way.

Song Jin'an would not snicker, he just smiled openly, very presumptuously, almost out of breath.Fu Chengwang supported him from behind, lest he laugh himself down.

Xiao Broken Zui stared at the dead fish and looked over. At this moment, he only had one thought, and that was to kill the lord!

This group of people usually seem to like him so much, but secretly despise him so much!Too much!

He was about to die of anger, and Assistant Zhan finally realized his conscience, and drove them back to work, and drove away his wife and the boss by the way.He earnestly persuaded his wife to make money, otherwise everyone would be poor together.

Hearing this, Song Jin'an even forgot about Xiu En'ai, and hurriedly dragged Fu Chengwang back to work.

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Time flies like an arrow, and time flies like a shuttle.In a blink of an eye, winter is coming again.

Mr. Fu just took a shower and was drying his hair in a bathrobe when he opened the bathroom door and handed a mobile phone in.

He picked it up, and the phone rang.

On it was his wife's message: "You are a scumbag."

Fu Chengwang heaved a long sigh, and knew in his heart that this was a new script prepared by his wife at any time, and the scumbag was his character design.

Why does his wife always give him such a persona?Either a butcher or a tramp, as well as a eunuch and the current scumbag.

The point is that every time, he is the one who plunders Meiruopian, and Song Jin'an is the one who has been robbed.

But because the life of his father or elder brother is in the hands of the villain Fu Chengwang, he had to obey the villain.

This kind of similar plot Song Jin'an is really, no matter how you play it, you will never get tired of it.

Fu Chengwang showed no expression, opened the door and went out.

At a glance, he saw Song Jin'an sitting on the bed with his fragrant shoulders half exposed.

Fu Chengwang paused, it seemed different this time?

Song Jin'an raised his head timidly, his eyes were moist, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said with a trembling voice, "Sir... have you finished washing?"

"Ah!" Fu Chengwang took a deep breath, that's all!That's it!

What kind of scumbag are you playing!He wants to be a beast!

He almost lost his nerve and wanted to go straight to the last step, but Song Jin'an suddenly curled his mouth and gave him a threatening look.

Fu Chengwang: Well, life is hard.

He cleared his throat and said, "Well, can't wait?"

Song Jin'an shook his head anxiously, his eyes wandered wildly, he didn't dare to look at Fu Chengwang, and said in a low voice, "No sir, I can wait as long as you want."

The veins on Fu Chengwang's forehead were bulging, and his teeth were about to be crushed. In this situation, he still needs to be a saint?Looking at the person you love is there, how can you still do shit here indifferently?

"Oh, you're quite interesting." Fu Chengwang squinted his eyes, walked forward, hugged Song Jin'an, smiled charmingly, and said, "Little thing, sometimes you can take the initiative to please me."

Song Jin'an's fingertips trembled, the corner of his mouth twitched suspiciously, and he let out a short laugh.Fortunately, I held back quickly, otherwise I couldn't hold back the smile.

He bit his lower lip, looked at Fu Chengwang shyly and timidly, then stood up, and slowly peeled off his robe, inside was a Wangzai milk apron.

Fu Chengwang: What is this? ?Is it too hot for the eyes?The moment when the atmosphere is just right is also too bad for the scenery!

He felt that he was obviously mighty and domineering, but now he lost his energy all of a sudden.

But... Looking down, he felt that he could do it again!

It's black suspender stockings!Mr. Fu felt like he was about to cry.May I ask how many macho men can resist the temptation of their daughter-in-law's black silk?At least he can't do this hunk!

It's too difficult, what kind of scumbag is he playing!This script is fucking torture!

He was about to hug Song Jin'an in a hurry, but Song Jin'an raised his hand to stop him, and then he untied Fu Chengwang's belt slowly, saying: "The bathrobe is in the way, sir, wait a moment."

With the bathrobe unbuttoned, Fu Chengwang was sweating a little. In winter, I don't know what kind of sweat he was sweating. It was so hot that he was about to burn.

Song Jin'an's eyes widened in surprise, and he exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Oh my God! Sir! Your 48-pack abs are really dazzling! I dare not even look at them!"

Fu Chengwang licked his lips that were so dry that they were about to curl up, bent down and carried this tortured fairy on his shoulders, and threw him into the soft quilt.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Then you can appreciate the 48-pack abs! The ones inlaid with gold, I have been practicing for a lifetime!"

How can a scumbag smell like a beast!He wants to turn into a wolf!

Song Jin'an couldn't hold it back anymore, he rolled on the bed laughing while holding his belly, but was soon restrained by Fu Chengwang.

He felt that he, too, was so hot that he was about to burn.

Why is it so hot this winter?