Chapter 199

She didn't want to understand, "ha ha, the American people are really open."

"In fact, the Chinese are not much better."

Lausanne thought about it carefully, but he thought it was reasonable.

However, on second thought, she took him to the woods, he should not think that he would be with him Lin Zhen.

"Our school is very strict. Moreover, they are all art schools. In the future, they may take the road of public platform. We should pay more attention to it in private, so as to avoid being exposed to some embarrassing privacy after getting red."

"Well," he nodded, staring at her, "but you are destined to go behind the scenes, so you don't need to worry about it."

"Well Lausanne blinked and his heart suddenly quickened.

There's no need to worry about that, so you won't want to do anything later.

She lowered her head and opened the paper bag. She took out the coffee colored exquisite box and opened it. The goose inside was cut into pieces, exquisite and neat.

She observed it for a while and said, "general manager of the year, there should be a whole goose here. You say it's the leftover from your food..."

"Well, we've ordered two, and we've got one left," she said, glaring at her. "You can eat quickly."

Lausanne's lips gently curved, this man is always so duplicity, but how to see more like it.

"Thank you, Mr. Nian. I know you bought it for me." Lausanne suddenly turned his face, put his lips together and gave him a gentle kiss on the side of his cheek.

His face was like a feather, leaving a fragrance.

He was completely frozen, and his body seemed to have been hit by a acupoint. For a moment, it seemed that there were flowers opening slowly at the bottom of his heart, and even his heart was beating rapidly and violently.

He was just kissed?

She offered to kiss him for the first time.

She didn't look at him. She hung her head and gnawed at goose. She only showed her small ears hidden in her black hair. It looked like a little quail that was fed when she was a child. She could be as cute as a little quail.

His lips sweet hook, move the body toward her to sit closer, close to her arm, "kiss me on the cheek is not enough, to kiss."

Lausanne's face was red, and his thick neck bit all the goose bones.

He was embarrassed to kiss her voluntarily, but he did not want to hide his request.

"Mr. Nian, don't disturb my eating," Lausanne looked up at him.

Her big eyes are full of coquettish smell. She stares at her oily and bright lips every year. When her head is hot, she lowers her head and makes an effort to "pump" her lips.

Lips, full of goose fragrance, aftertaste endless, he sighed, "this goose taste really good."

Lausanne's face was red with embarrassment. Fortunately, it was in the woods. It was dark.

I didn't mean to talk to him. I continued to eat goose.

Every year, Ting looked for several times, but did not catch the chance to kiss her again, so she had to go over and say, "I want to eat too. You feed me."

A head suddenly leaned to her shoulder, breathing on her ears, Lausanne's body was numb, and his heart was like a feather.

When he was stiff, he bent down and bit the goose left in her hand into his mouth, and his teeth bit half of her fingertips.

Her body was burning like a fire, "Nian Zong..."

"Don't you think it's time for you to change your name now," he suggested. People in the company called him Mr. Nian from top to bottom, and so did she. In the future, if he was in bed with her, it would make him unable to concentrate.

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