The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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As for her, I still want to grab it with myself, and I don’t look in the mirror!

Thinking this way, she looked provocatively at the woman who was touching her chin and looking up and down.

"Hey..." Luo Liyan pouted, and shook his head with exclamation.

It’s really a little fox like a watch, I’m afraid that a man will fall under her pomegranate skirt.

However, her life is too far off, who is not good to hook up, but to succumb to Muring, this incomprehensible man.

"Secretary Li, you take a taxi to Crown International. I am late." Mu Lingyi thought that the glass was so jealous, and he sent Li Wenqian away.

"President, I have nothing to do so early, it is better for me to accompany you." Li Wenqian said softly.

"You are questioning my decision?" Mu Ling's voice suddenly cooled down, looking indifferently at the woman who twisted and wanted to lean on herself.

If I didn't think about it, I took the Luoyan smoke and took two steps back. I pulled away the distance from her.

Although because of her appearance, let Luoliyan finally have a certain degree of possessiveness to himself, but this kind of thing can only be used as a flavoring agent of emotions, and more will be counterproductive.

"No... No, the president." Li Wenqian’s heart is very embarrassing, and she wants to laugh innocently, but because her face is very distorted,

"Enough, you don't have to explain what I should do, do what you should do." Muling Emei was full of disgust, and crossed the glass with Luoyan.

Looking at the backs of the two people, Li Wenqian did not open his heart and clenched his fists.

She has been working for Mu's for two years. In the past few days, she has been able to make a few words with Mu, and even for a special job. I believe that she will be able to sit on her for a long time. The location of the president's wife.

It can be just such a slap in the face, but suddenly pulled out a monk who ran to want to intercept Hu himself.

But not at the end, whoever is dead is still uncertain!

"Small glass, are you angry?" Muling looked at the car and sat down in the car. He still said nothing about the Luoyan cigarette, some guilty.

The feeling between the two of them is that they forced her to compromise all the way, and she has not even accepted herself.

If she is mistaken for her own and her scum male predecessor is the same person, then his own wife-seeking path is only more frustrating.

So some misunderstandings must be killed in the cradle.

"The Li Wenqian is just an ordinary secretary of the Secretarial Department. The last time the director of the X Bureau came to Muh, something happened. I just saw her. I like it very much. I asked him several times afterwards. This time, Muss just happened to be bidding for the subway. Project, so..."

"So you will give a living person as a gift to others and become a cornerstone of your business empire. Poor people are still in your drums until now." Luo Liyan sneered and mocked.

"She is pitiful?" Mu Ling frowned, asked the voice, and then sighed helplessly.

"You really thought of her too simple. Although she seems to like me on the surface, in fact, it is just the assets of Mui that I have behind me, and now she is still old enough to be her. Dad’s gold master is spending $200,000 a month.”

"200,000?" Luoyan smoked his eyes in an unimaginable way.

Attention is instantly transferred from the evil capitalism.