I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

"What are you going to do?" Luo Zhu spoke on the phone, his voice distorted.

Lin Qingqian sent a few messages and asked several supervisors about the situation.

"Hey, hey, talk, if you want Luo Shi to help suppress the news, just say it."

Luo Zhu was still muttering: "I always feel that Xie Zhengbang is unwilling to give up and will bite you back. You must investigate carefully."

The corners of Lin Qingqian's mouth slowly raised, with an unknown smile: "Don't press the news."

Luo Zhu on the other end of the phone was obviously shocked: "Aren't you going to suppress this kind of scandal?"

Lin Qingqian tapped her fingers on the table, and changed the topic: "Do you still remember that last time you were tricked because of Jin Shan's bad idea, and you stayed with me for a whole day?"

As soon as Luo Zhu mentioned that day, he became angry and muttered: "Of course I remember."

"Remember what I dealt with that day?"

Luo Zhu squinted his eyes and thought about it. After a long time, he asked uncertainly, "Is it an employee who failed to moles his subordinate?"

Lin Qingqian nodded: "It's him again."

Luo Zhu suddenly complained a little more in his voice: "If you fired him that time, wouldn't these messy things disappear? It didn't work out that time. It's not too late to make up for it. Now it's him again."

Lin Qing smiled lightly, and a sharpness flashed in her eyes: "If it's dealt with that time, how can I make an example of others?"

After connecting with the background behind that person and Lin's current situation, Luo Zhu probably understood what Lin Qingqian wanted to do.

"What do you need to tell me?"

"It's fine to hold back the soldiers for now." Lin Qingqian smiled slowly, "Let the bullets fly for a while."

"Tsk, pretend to be weird," Luo Zhu complained, "By the way, why didn't you answer the phone?"

Lin Qing pursed her lips slightly, her face flushed slightly.

Listening to the silence over there, Luo Zhu understood immediately, and hung up the phone angrily.

These two are promiscuous in the daytime.

After hearing Luo Zhu's words, Lin Qingqian recalled the sweet scene just now.

She cooled her hot face with the back of her hand, then rolled onto the water bed, sighing contentedly.

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Lin Qingqian was probably a dog.

Otherwise, why would it bite like this.

Song Qingyue panted as if drowning, clasped the corner of the desk with his fingers, looked at Lin Qingqian's furry head in front of him, wanted to rub it, but he didn't have the strength.

The beautiful big dog raised his head, with an innocent and astringent smile, touched the greasy water stains on his face, looked at the crystals of his fingertips, and smeared Song Qingyue's face.Song Qingyue turned his head away, pouted unhappily.

"Why so fast?" Lin Qing looked at the earlobe with a low smile, opened her mouth, took the red fruit in her mouth, and ground it carefully, which made Song Qingyue tremble again. Breathe out.

She finally recovered a bit, and grabbed Lin Qingqian's collar angrily, "Don't you have a big, big lounge?"

A lounge bigger than an office, a luxury lounge with two beds, a lounge with a comfy waterbed.

The desk is so cool, it's still hard, and the tailbone hurts.

Lin Qingqian gently held her in his arms, stroked her back, helped her breathe, but teased, "Why do I think you can't wait any longer."

Tsk, this man is full of flirtatious words.

Song Qingyue groaned and bit Lin Qingqian's face, but it was slippery, the teeth were not caught, but the tip of the tongue tasted a little crystal moist.

Her face immediately became redder, and she slowly turned her head away.

Lin Qingqian laughed, bent her head back, and kissed her.

The child is wearing a casual black shirt, which is spacious and elegant. The pair of skinny jeans that were originally paired with him have been thrown on the wooden floor. Lying next to him is a pair of underwear with little fabric, which is stained with some water stains. Its composition is probably Not the tea that was spilled because of the violent shaking of the desk.

Lin Qingqian slowly reached into Song Qingyue's loose collar, stretched it to her shoulders, untied the already loose belt, and threw it on the ground.

The lonely two brothers ushered in another companion.

The child's white is a bit dazzling, and under the cover of the baggy black shirt, black and white are distinct, more like a delicate porcelain.

Lin Qingqian gently laid the child flat on the desk, and she swept aside the piles of documents.The pen gurgled and rolled to the ground, and went to see his teacup brother who had fallen down a long time ago.

"Lin Qingqian, go to the rest room." Song Qingyue begged in a low voice, looking at Lin Qingqian, his eyes were red, as if covered with mist, looking aggrieved and easy to pinch.

Lin Qing sighed, hooked her legs and hugged her horizontally, and asked uncertainly, "Really?"

Song Qingyue backed away from the cold table, and suddenly a trace of inexplicable emotion spread.

"...Forget it, it's all covered with heat anyway." The child hesitated for a while, buried his head in Lin Qingqian's shoulder, and murmured.

Lin Qingqian turned her head, only seeing the red earlobes.

"Tsk, I don't think I'm upright." Lin Qingqian muttered, then put the child on the table, hooked her chin with her fingertips, and exposed her flushed face.

She poked the child's lips, feeling the moist touch like jelly.

Song Qing held her finger in dissatisfaction, wanted to bite it down, but didn't dare, and finally just rubbed it lightly.

"Good boy." Lin Qing smiled lightly, with a meaningful expression on his face.

Song Qingyue immediately understood what she meant, and hastily let go of Lin Qingqian's fingers, sobbing and covered his head with the document.

How could Lin Qingqian say such harsh words.

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Song Qingyue was sometimes thrown to the top of the mountain, and sometimes fell to the bottom of the valley.

A low sob escaped from her lips, feeling the coldness behind her and Lin Qingqian's hotness.

Really, too astringent.

The black shirt I was wearing now slipped directly to my waist, what's the difference between not wearing it?

And Lin Qingqian.

She was also meticulously dressed in formal attire, not even loosening the full half-Windsor knot on the tie, and the thin pendant of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose swayed weakly with her movements.

Except for the right sleeve that was rolled up to avoid getting wet, people would believe that Lin Qingqian was in a meeting.

Song Qingyue felt a little unhappy, thinking wildly.

Lin Qingqian seemed to see her inattention, and suddenly speeded up.

Song Qingyue suddenly took a long breath and let it out several times in short breaths, holding Lin Qingqian's wrist with his fingers.

Lin Qingqian pulled the tissue paper and wiped the water stains on the table - some were from overturned tea, some were not.Then throw it to the trash can aside.

Did not drop in.

Lin Qingqian tilted her head and thought for a while, then looked at the messy desk and office.

Forget it, we'll deal with it later.

Song Qingyue supported the table with his hands, his toes touched the ground, and his legs softened suddenly.

Lin Qingqian put his arms around her waist and asked gently: "What's wrong?"

Song Qingyue's still delicate and moist skin was rubbed against the rough suit fabric on Lin Qingqian's body, making her sob, and couldn't help but bury her head in Lin Qingqian's shoulder socket.

"Tired?" Lin Qingqian stroked her back gently.

Song Qingyue shook his little head.

Probably because the time is shorter and the speed is faster, so the physical exertion is not great.

Lin Qingqian probably also thought of this level, and smiled lowly: "Then come again?"

In fact, they are not people who indulge in singing and singing day and night, but they have their own affairs when they get together less often and more often, so they will inevitably seize the opportunity to have more fun.

This time we will be separated again.

Song Qingyue felt that he had almost recovered. He raised his head and looked at Lin Qingqian, who had no clue on his face. There was a hint of anger on his lips: "Okay."

Lin Qingqian was taken aback: she was pushed on the desk by a child.Song Qingyue's slender legs pressed into the gap between his legs.

The child exhaled like blue, which seemed to be an invitation, but also an order.

"elder sister?"

The belt fell to the ground.

After working hard for a while, Song Qingyue was finally satisfied to see the joy of patience on Lin Qingqian's meticulous face. Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, there were confused mist and reddish corners of the eyes.

Lin Qingqian wanted to loosen his tie and take off his glasses, but was stopped by the child.

"No, sister."

Song Qingyue touched his nails that he had just trimmed this morning, and nodded with satisfaction.

Don't grind people.

Just as she was about to take another step, the cell phone in Lin Qingqian's pocket suddenly rang.

Lin Qingqian struggled to take out her mobile phone, looked at the call, and said softly to the child on her body, "It's from Li Bing and Li Dong."

Song Qingyue gritted his teeth, but retreated a little in a sensible manner.

Lin Qingqian looked at the phone in distress, moved her legs, took a deep breath suddenly, muted the phone, opened the drawer and threw it in, then hooked the child back.

There was patient dissatisfaction in her voice: "Go ahead, leave her alone."

How many times is this?

Lin Qingqian lost the ability to count in the end—this is not a problem that can be solved by good mathematics, but a biological problem.

Is it because we are about to separate?Fragments drifted through her mind.

Children are really fierce.

Compared with myself, it is even worse.

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After Lin Qingqian finished washing in the lounge, she remembered the cell phone locked in the dark room by herself.

Looking at the bathroom, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, she pursed her lips, a little embarrassed.

It is agreed that the public will not be abolished for private reasons?

But it shouldn't be a big deal.

She pushed back her dripping hair, walked back to the office, and took out her phone.

She looked at the dense number of missed calls and unread messages on her mobile phone, and was stunned.

There are Li Bing, Li Zimu, Luo Yong, Xie Wengu Xie Wenting, and even Lin Zhiyin.

problem occurs.

Lin Qingqian suddenly had a bad feeling.

Just then, another call came in.

Luo Zhu's.

Lin Qing frowned and picked up the phone.

"Thank God, you finally got through the phone." Luo Zhu sighed, and then felt a little proud, "I'm actually the first one."

"What's the matter?" Lin Qingqian flipped through the news, trying to get some clues.

Luo Zhu let out a long sigh: "You can read Weibo trending searches by yourself."

Lin Qingqian clicked on Weibo after hearing the words.

#林娱乐主要抱/rape arrested by the police#