"The prestige I've built up in front of employees in recent years has been destroyed by him. Sobbing, the president of the first beautiful woman in my imperial capital, is the embodiment of wisdom and beauty in the eyes of others, but it is destroyed by his two words

Yan Zhengling said and began to knock the office desk with his forehead chagrin, "he is relying on me to like him, so in front of me will be unscrupulous."

Zhan hanjue's Enchanted black pupil was infinitely enlarged, and his eyes were filled with disdain.

Pick pick eyebrows, cold spit out two words: "naive."

Yan Zhengling suddenly raised his head in surprise and saw Lord Zhan standing leisurely in front of her, looking at her with a look of disgust.

Yan Zhengling's face turned red.

"How is it you?"

"Here you are." Baron Zhan pushed the lunch box in front of her.

Yan Zhengling looked at the lunch box in front of her, and immediately she was smiling, "are you here to plead guilty?"

Han Jue's face was black, "isn't your face always solid?"

Yan Zhengling just put into the mouth of the rice particles all spray out, angry staring at him, "so you can trample on my face at will?"

Warlord's sexy and charming lips were hooked and acquiesced.

Yan Zhengling is angry.

He waved to him weakly, "you go, I don't want to see me later. I want to live a few more years. "

"You can't get it."

Yan Zhengling: "Han hanjue left with great strides.

Come in a hurry and enjoy the scenery on the ninth floor.

When he went, he was attracted by the cultural wall on the corridor.

Long glass culture wall, inlaid with a dense set of lucky stars. The colorful language is just that lucky stars are not well prepared, so the remaining one third of the cultural wall is blank.

Zhan hanjue stopped by the cultural wall and looked curiously at the dense lucky star.

It's a lucky star folded by hand. How many labors can complete such a vast project?

At this time, Xiaomi from the front desk came skipping over, carefully looking at the Han Han Jue and offering him the origin of the cultural wall of science popularization.

"This is the wall of fortune, designed by our Majesty the queen. And every lucky star on it was folded by her majesty herself

"Is she so free?" The warlord said not coldly.

I don't know whether it's praise or criticism.

Xiaomi micro Leng, Xin kuyan president is not in, or I'm afraid to spit blood three liters.

Xiaomi deliberately turns on the switch button of the cultural wall. In an instant, the lighting effect of the cultural wall will be displayed.

The black glass was like the Milky way in the dark, with countless stars floating on it.

And red lucky stars pieced together into a bloody and enchanting flower, floating in the night...

other shore flower?

When the Warlord's eyes were filled with great amazement, he wanted to see more scenery below. The culture wall was suddenly cut off.

I don't know when Yan Zhengling stood beside the cultural wall with his arms in his arms, and his slender fingers were still on the switch button.

Zhan hanjue Mou bottom congbing ice, was disturbed by her suddenly to make some depressed. His face stinks.

Yan Zhengling, however, was right and said: "waste electricity!"

Honey:...

Baron Zhan: "Your Majesty, this reason is a little strange?" Xiaomi said, holding her head and running away.

Han Jue looks at Yan Zhengling, his eyes are full of confusion.

"Are you really the lucky stars

Yan Zhengling nodded: "yes!"

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