Chapter 982

"What's the matter?" Looking at the aggressive woman in front of me, Sheng Shimo leaned against the wall with a lazy attitude. "Before it's dark, I want to block me in my study and do something indescribable?"

Sure enough!

Sure enough... What happened last night was deliberately designed by this man!

Wen churan was angry. "Go and explain to those servants. Nothing happened between me and you last night!"

"Huh? Nothing happened. What did you tell me to do so happily last night? " In his prime, Mo gently raised his eyebrows and asked.

She

When did she get so happy?

And nothing happened between her and him. He said it as if it really happened.

Are you insane, this man!

Wen churan is a black question mark.

"No... if I call it that, it means what happened to us?"

What bullshit logic is this?

"It doesn't mean what happened, but... You really misunderstood the servants..." the man's tone was righteous and understated, so he put all the responsibility on Wen churan.

Oh... Dare you let the servants misunderstand it's all her fault, and then... He's just an innocent victim?

Wen churan really wants to paste his slippers directly on Sheng Shimo's handsome face.

have no shame!

She has been unable to communicate with such a skinnless and shameless man. She just let it go. Just misunderstand.

When I turned to leave, my wrist was suddenly caught, and then my whole body was brought into a warm embrace.

The man behind him hugged her and put his arms around her waist, almost close to her.

Then, he leaned in her ear and spit Youlan "I think... Your mood fluctuates too much recently, maybe you're under too much pressure. Do you want to... Find a psychologist to mediate for you?"

"I think your excellency, your menopause is coming. You should go to a psychologist to adjust!" Wen churan was so angry that he clenched his teeth and kicked directly on the man's knee. Then he took the opportunity to escape the man's control and rushed out of the study.

Sheng Shimo immediately frowned with pain, bent over and rubbed his knees. He couldn't help wondering when he saw the woman running away from his back.

Mu Cheng's method doesn't seem to work

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City B, it's night.

The cold wind poured into the car through the window. The woman couldn't help shivering, but she slowly untied the buttons of her clothes and immediately exposed a large area of snow-white skin.

Just as the two snow masses in front of her chest were about to come out, Lu ziyao, sitting in the co pilot, pressed the woman's hand in time.

Facing such a beautiful scene, he not only didn't react too much, but his expression was even darker than late at night.

The tone was even colder. "Dr. Song, my car broke down. Thank you for bringing me back. But please respect yourself. "

The woman leaned down in Lu ziyao's arms, hugged his neck and said, "Dr. Lu, in fact, people have liked you for a long time. You don't know. Why pretend to be stupid!"

"What if you know?" Lu ziyao asked coldly.

"Ouch... Dr. Lu knows, so he's not going to respond?" The woman deliberately rubbed the man's body with * * * * * to arouse the man's reaction.

Who knows, Lu ziyao not only had no response, but even raised a disdainful smile. "There are many people who like me. Do... I have to respond one by one?"

Hearing this, the woman's face froze.