When Gong Sheng knocked on the door of Yunqiao's bedroom.

It's a tomboy who steals his father's clothes.

Long clothes, long pants, pretty elf, if the hair is cut short, it really has a little chic and handsome taste.

Palace Saint forehead three black lines across, really do not know how to evaluate good.

"What are you doing here?" Yunqiao looked at him, arms around his chest, full of hostility, "want to see my joke, don't you? Hum, I tell you, I Yunqiao can bend and stretch. When I went hunting in the mountains with my mother's wife, I lost my way, and I also slept in caves and slept with wild wolves... "

Gong Sheng:

Woman, you're talking nonsense again!

He coughed and cleared his throat: "sit down."

Although it is a very simple word, it contains the power of not being angry and powerful. Yunqiao, such an arrogant and wanton character, was said by him. He sat down beside the bed without any resistance.

Until the fart touched the edge of the bed, cloud Qiao just woke up and responded: "no, why should I listen to you? I don't sit... "

However, the man's big palm, has pressed in her shoulder: "be good, it won't hurt very much, you can bear with it."

Yunqiao's pupil shrinks!

What, what What!

What pain does not ache, she is most afraid of pain, what does this man want to do to her?!

"I don't want it! Don't - ah

However, the palace saint has deceived the body: "don't move, otherwise it will be more painful."

The Adam's apple rolled, and he threatened her: "if you don't behave, you will even tear it."

Outside the door.

Zhang Bo, carrying a dish of fruit, passed through Yunqiao's bedroom. He was frightened by the sound coming from the crack of the door.

"Pain, pain, pain!"

"Be good and stop shouting!"

"Sobbing, pain..."

"Turn around and don't stare. Let me do... "

"Oh, it still hurts! Gong Sheng, you liar

“……”

Zhang Bo's heart and liver trembled and his old face turned red.

He walked away, afraid to listen.

Oh, my God.

It was an extraordinary night.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

It was gong Qing, Gong Sheng's father, who used to ask him about his daily life.

Zhang Bo replied, "everything is fine."

Gong Qing said: "it's said that Xiao Qiao received the ladies from all over the world to visit the back garden of the presidential palace today? And everyone is satisfied? "

Zhang Bo nodded: "yes. Miss Qiao's elegant manners have won glory to our empire. "

Gong Qing nodded: "palace Saint now where, let him come to answer the phone."

Zhang Bo hesitated: "Sir, I'm afraid it's a little difficult."

Gong Qing: "what's the difficulty! How dare he answer my phone? Is it all over the world? "

Zhang Bo was so embarrassed that he stopped talking: "Mr President, he and miss Qiao are in the bedroom..."

Gong Qing was nervous: "what are you doing in the bedroom?"

Zhang Bo is in a dilemma.

Although he often helps the president maintain the relationship with the old house, contact feelings and report the situation, he is after all the confidant of the president.

In some words, the president can't report everything without authorization.

After thinking about it, he replied very cleverly: "I don't know. However, I just passed by and heard Little Joe cry out pain. The president told her not to

Well, it's a matter of fact, and it doesn't involve any personal judgment.

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