It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

The wage earner dare not dream of having a sweet love relationship with his boss.

Qi was shy when he came in, and his posture became obedient.

There is nowhere to put it (bushi). The left hand that has been swatting mosquitoes is tightly holding the glass filled with hot Americano.

His eyes slowly glanced behind him.

The morning sun was warm, and Xie Junjun seemed to be enveloped in a layer of light golden light.

Although the two of them were only two or three meters apart.

To the "fearful" Qi Rushi, this distance seemed like a chasm.

The moment the rather gentle female voice sounded, her waist straightened subconsciously!

"Your manager should be Qiao Zi!"

"We are half relatives, and he is quite nice!"

Xie Junjun said, looking into the distance.

The camera lens slowly zoomed in, and soon it focused on Bashiko, who also "got up early" and just walked to the entrance of the garden.

The scene changes and time goes back to last night.

Bashike holds the pen in his left hand, with a small mole on his thumb. The small mole moves quickly on the paper. When the camera focuses, the three characters "Xie Junjun" stand prominently on the paper.

"Before I came here, I watched several interviews with Junjun."

"I'm pretty sure I really like her."

There seemed to be light in Bashike's eyes, and the special effects teacher immediately painted pink rose flowers on the screen.

A single arrow shot out of Bashiko's room, and the scene on the big screen returned to the early morning garden.

"Brother Bai is here!" Qi Rushi's tone of voice was filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.

There was a slight smile on Bashike's face, and when his eyes met that the coffee cup in Qi Jinshi's hand was the same style as the one in Xie Junjun's hand, a "qualitative change occurred!"

"Xiao Qi still has research on coffee." How can his research knock his brother's corner?

Bashike's tone was still dangerous, and Qi Rushi obviously didn't realize this.

"Sister Jun brewed this, it tastes very good." The atmosphere was successfully reduced to freezing point.

Xie Junjun put down the light porcelain coffee cup at this moment. Today's makeup is still online.

It's the cool-tempered style lady makeup that repels people thousands of miles away.

Listening to Qi Rushi's frightened communication, Xie Junjun frowned silently, and then relaxed it quickly.

"Yesterday when I was working as a waiter in the restaurant, I saw some coffee beans and hand grinding tools."

"Mr. Bai likes it, you can go play with it."

When everyone calls Bai Shike "Brother Bai", the words "Mr. Bai" shorten the distance between the two people to the extreme.

This is a very profound statement!

Bai Shike smiled bitterly in front of the camera for a long time. It was not until Xie Junjun and Qi Rushi left the camera that they slowly moved out of the frame.

……

The first day of recording for the romance observer was a heavy task, but it ended without any delay.

Brother Hao still wanted to stay and communicate with the director, and told the staff to send the "Seven Calabash Babies" back to the hotel, and then hurriedly left quickly.

Unable to rest assured that someone was waiting for her, Bai Yang was very quiet on the way to the hotel.

She couldn't find an excuse and left first.

It’s against the rules and too arrogant!

The depressed mood lasted until the moment I got the room card and walked to my own door, it reached its peak.

The cold young man looked around, his delicate white fingers holding the cold doorknob, and he didn't even want to move a step.

Although that person is quite evil, if his face turns black, someone will surely suffer!

In the entire Ocean Military Region, if he directly pronounced his name, it seemed as if he had violated some taboo.

Everyone is afraid of him!

She is also afraid!

But sometimes I still want to deliberately make him angry, as if this person is angry, and the distance between them will be closer.

In the last communication, this person left in such a hurry.

Now he appeared in front of her again and didn't come to say hello.

Are you afraid that you are not really angry?

Thinking of this, Baiyang immediately looked around. She wanted to run out to find him!

The room was far away in the corridor. Seeing that his brother was still hesitating to enter at the door, Mu Duoduo stopped.

"Is Xiaoyang afraid of being in a room alone?"

With that said, Mu Duoduo prepared to turn back.

Baiyang immediately shook her head knowing that Brother Zhuma was here and she was too embarrassed to go to her master.

Suppressing the boiling emotions, a somewhat sleepy boy's voice sounded in the closed corridor.

"I'm just sleepy. Good night, brother."

With that said, Baiyang quickly swiped the room card and walked into the dark room.

A fresh and strong scent of sandalwood came over me.

It is the incense commonly used in Wutang.

In the pitch-black darkness, your actions precede your brain.

Baiyang defended himself with his elbows and turned sideways to attack. He wanted to retreat to the side.

It's all a knee-jerk reaction.

Anticipating his obedient disciple's prediction, Shangyuting let out a deep laugh, which fell into Baiyang's ears, like the slowly playing cello or the saxophone with excellent low frequency.

It is heart-stirring and also moving and pleasant to listen to.

"Bad guy!" After failing to hit the target, Bai Yang roared, feeling a little guilty and a little angry, and swung his hard fist out again.

A strong, rough palm suddenly clasped the obedient disciple's fist. Some bad guy took advantage of his height and raised his long arm, causing the fragrant and soft little disciple to fall into his arms.

"Send a hug?"

"Well done!" Shangyu Ting's other hand was not idle, and he grasped the young apprentice's tender waist. It was soft and lubricated, and he wanted to completely imprison the person under his body.

The ambition in Goodwill Ting's eyes gradually grew.

Forced to lose his balance, the cold and aggrieved young man simply buried his entire face into the neck of the person in front of him.

"Bite you to death!" With a cry, a certain warlord's young apprentice had already pressed two rows of small white teeth onto his master's neck, which was so painful that the veins were exposed.

I don’t know if the little apprentice has learned how to throw myself into my arms, but my biting ability has indeed improved a lot.

People who practice martial arts are particularly sensitive to their own life gate.

Shangyuting sighed, and loosened his big hand holding the sheep's paw. The next second, he pinched the white and tender face that was biting the flesh of his neck and wouldn't let go.

"When you see the master, you don't know how to say hello?"

"Do you want the master to teach you again?" As Shangyuting spoke, the tip of his strong nose slowly rubbed the motionless sheep's head.

It smells very good. I want to smell other parts of my little apprentice’s body to see if it smells the same.

In the darkness, the dark color in the deep eagle eyes became thicker and thicker. The constantly churning ambition caused the roots that gave birth to life to begin to become congested with blood, and there was a faint tendency to swell.

Baiyang felt as if the top of her hair was covered with layers of warmth, slowly taking away her motivation to struggle!

I can’t beat him anyway!

She is just a little stupid sheep who can only be left to rot!

No matter what the master does, he hides it from her!

An unspeakable grievance came over him, "Go away! I don't want to play with you anymore!"

You don't tell me anything, and you disappear from the world with just one message. God knows how scared...how worried she is...