The Pillow of the Bad President

Qin Yinian snorted coldly, "Jiang Mingshi is that pervert."

Li Xiangsi snorted when she heard the words, covered her mouth and smiled, "Did he settle accounts with you?"

Although Qin Yinian didn't make much sound just now, the voice from the other end of the line still poured out a lot. She couldn't hear clearly, but her tone was quite angry.

Qin Yinian said, "Well, a dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart."

Li Xiangsi couldn't laugh or cry.

"That's a bad idea in itself." Li Xiangsi grabbed his big hand, "Think about it differently, you switch places with Young Master Jiang, I wear such revealing clothes and pretend to be a kitten, and run to the entertainment club, think about it what will it be like?"

Qin Yinian's face was dark, and his whole body was not well.

He didn't even want to think about it.

Not wanting to bring up this topic again, Qin Yinian lay down again, and took her into his arms, "Woke you up, so he will be more guilty."

Li Xiangsi nodded, with a weary look on her palm-sized face, "I was woken up, but I'm also a little tired from sleeping, your daughter has been tossing about."

Qin Yinian pressed his palm against her swollen belly, "She must be very lively."

"Girls should be more lively, cute, and very attractive." Li Xiangsi's eyebrows and eyes curved.

Qin Yinian leaned over, his thin lips fell on it, "I really hope she will be born soon."

Although it was separated by layers of home clothes, the temperature on his thin lips seemed to be imprinted on it.

Li Xiangsi trembled a little, and she couldn't help laughing and joking, "I want to see my daughter so anxiously."

Qin Yinian shook his head, "No, I don't want you to work so hard."

Li Xiangsi was so moved that she softly called him, "Qin Yinian"

The couple looked at each other affectionately, and the affection spread in each other's eyes. ..

The temperature in the bedroom rises.

Naturally, I couldn't continue to sleep after this sleep.

In the villa on the other side, when Jiang Mingshi hung up the phone, the veins on his neck were still as thick as chopsticks.

Even though Tutu was chased away from the gate of the villa that night, and he deliberately brought the woman into the house in front of her, but she left before Jiang Mingshi called Secretary Zhang.

Where can I leave her alone

It's late at night, what if you run into bad guys?

Secretary Zhang came back to report that Jiang Ming knew that it was Qin Yinian and Li Xiangsi who picked her up, thinking about the matter of the entertainment club with his toes, he also knew that it was Qin Yinian who did it.

Jiang Ming was so angry that he suffered internal injuries.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his emotions were suppressed before he returned to the bedroom.

On the big bed, the girl was pillowed in her long black hair, her eyes were closed, her full vermilion mouth was slightly opened, like a pure and ignorant girl.

Only Jiang Mingshi knew that she was a witch.

After bringing it back from the cemetery, it hooked his heart and soul, made him sink unconsciously, and kept worrying about him.

Jiang Mingshi sat lightly on the edge of the bed, leaned over, and kissed the girl's forehead.

Like in a fairy tale, the sleeping little princess was awakened and slowly opened her eyes.

It's just that the princess in the fairy tale definitely doesn't have red marks all over her body, and she has a soft voice that seems to be able to pinch water, "Jiang Mingshi, what time is it?"

Bunny rubbed his eyes.flash dance..

Jiang Mingshi glanced at the intense scorching sun outside, and pinched her little face, "The sun is drying my ass."

Tutu felt a little embarrassed when he heard that.

"Have I been sleeping for so long?" She rolled on the bed and rolled directly into his arms, murmuring coquettishly, "It's all your fault, I pestered him endlessly last night."

"" Jiang Mingshi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

yes yes it's his fault

Who made her taste as delicious as a peach, which made him unable to stop.

With the strength of his big hand, Tutu sat up, and her long hair fell down, just covering the neckline, but it was still holding the pipa to half cover her face, which was even more fatal.

Jiang Mingshi turned his face away, but still didn't look at it.

Indulging in sex hurts his body, when he first got up to make a phone call, he felt a little exhausted.

Like a child, Jiang Mingshi picked her up from the bed, sent her to the bathroom, asked her to wash up, and went to the study to deal with work by himself. The whole morning was wasted, and many things were piled up.

After the rabbit took a bath, he jumped downstairs.

"Mother Chen," her voice was brisk.

Chen Ma has come back from vacation and is busy in the kitchen. She didn't know about the little twists and turns that happened between the two of Jiang Mingshi, so she asked with a smile, "Miss Tutu is up."

"Yeah." Tutu nodded, stroking his flat stomach, "Mother Chen, I'm so hungry, I want to eat your small wontons in chicken soup, chicken drumsticks in honey sauce, sweet and sour short ribs, and my super Want to eat Bingxin lotus root”

Chen's mother was amused by her childishness, "Miss Tutu, you have said so much in one breath, you are not afraid of breaking your belly."

The corners of Tutu's mouth turned up slightly, smiling.

Because she almost felt like she couldn't eat it.

It's a good feeling not to lose

Tutu suddenly felt very down-to-earth, everything here made her feel down-to-earth and warm.

Ever since Jiang Mingshi praised her for wearing a tie well, Tutu regarded it as the most important thing every day.

After waking up in the morning, Jiang Mingshi put on his suit and was about to go to work. Tutu would pick out a tie from the drawer, put his little feet on his feet, and tie it for him very seriously with a serious face.

The little hands grabbed the tie and twisted it around, which was very beautiful.

Then, she would ask him for credit.

Jiang Mingshi pecked at her little lips as a reward, but just staring at her wet eyes, he couldn't help deepening the kiss, making it lingering.

Then almost absurdly forget about the government.

Hey

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Mingshi went to the study to deal with work.

Not long after he sat down, there was a knock on the door, and a head came in.

Jiang Mingshi glanced at the laptop and reminded, "Tutu, I'm working."

Usually in the company, even if the secretary wanted to ask him for something, he would not dare to knock on the door directly. He had to dial the internal number first and then get his permission before coming in.

However, Tutu had already pulled on the slippers and squeezed into his arms.

She put her arms around his neck, like Siamese twins, she was inseparable from him, her small mouth was pressed against his ear, blowing in all her breath, and said delicately, "I know, I'll be with you, okay?"

Jiang Mingshi only felt numb and numb, and his heart seemed to beat a few beats faster.

He seemed to surrender, holding her in his lap, answering the email.

After staying for two seconds, Tutu started chattering, "Jiang Mingshi, this is French, you know French?"

"En." Jiang Mingshi nodded.

Tutu whispered, "Wow, that's amazing!"

After a while, she pointed to the screen again, "What about this, what language is this? A bunch of letters that look messy"

"Arab" Jiang Mingshi returned.

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