"Ye Mu Lin!" Bai suili glared at him.
"you don't look like a chief at all," she said softly.
As she said that, she lowered her eyes, twisted her fingers, and looked at the computer without saying a word.
he knew that she was embarrassed, or perhaps she felt that her profession had been offended by him.
He smiled faintly and reached out his hand to gently carry her up and sit down. He then placed her on his lap and leaned over."Are you angry?"
"i don't dare to be angry with the chief." she said angrily and lowered her head, looking like she didn't want to talk to him.
ye mulin seemed to have a good temper, probably because he had had enough last night.
you're still saying that you're not angry? " he laughed. your little mouth is so big that you can hang a bottle of oil on it? "
she still ignored him.
" shirley, we're at home right now. what can't we say, huh? " He pressed his face against hers. or do you think the chief should be like this? tell me!
