When she was not satisfied with the service, she threatened her with the cooperation case. Tong en puffed up her cheeks and put down her bag. She felt that she would not be able to raise her eyebrows one day. She was either threatened by his bed photo or oppressed by his aura.

Glancing at the little girl's angry face, Wan Jingting waved to her, "come here, drink the water."

Tong en glanced at the glass and pursed his lips: "I'm not thirsty. You can drink it."

Tong en muttered, "why should I teach you?"

Wan Jingting was not angry but laughed: "then learn to be smart for me."

Tong en was like a hairy cat. He patted off his hand and said, "no one likes me! Can't I not be happy yet? Who wants to be called stupid? "

"What? I'm not happy to say a few words to you. Who is used to this temper? " He suddenly leaned down and pinched her little nose.

Don't look sad when Tong en is embarrassed.

Say she's stupid? Just like to make fun of her?

"Stupid!"

"What are you doing?"

He suddenly increased his strength, causing her to scream.

Tong en had two big heads, and touched his bright red face, "nothing, it doesn't hurt."

I don't know how good business can be like this.

She had several bruises on her knee, which looked old.

He put his feet on it and felt his strong thigh through the thin suit pants. She was afraid of itching in her knee socket. He held that part of the joint and rubbed the red and swollen place with his other hand. He said casually: "often hit the knee?"

The pain was so hard to breathe. The man had pulled her down and pressed her on the sofa. He raised her feet with warm and thin cocoon hands and looked carefully. He gently rubbed her knees. Tong en stuck to the sofa and felt warm in his heart. The leg he was carrying was soft. The next second he put her leg on his thigh.

She said she was not lucky to meet him.

"Ah

He was dazzled. Tong en gazed at him and suddenly realized that he was addicted when he said this. He suddenly stood up and hit his knee.

"Good, but it can be better."

After a lot of talking, she asked Wan Jingting, "Mr. Wang, what do you think?"

Tong en reluctantly sat next to him and began to talk. It was not a murmur in a man's ear, but a good one. Looking at a man's eyes from his shoulder, Tong en always felt numb, like being hit by an electric current.

The man patted the position beside him and said, "come to me and tell the air so far?"

"Well?" Tong en was suddenly interrupted and didn't understand what he was saying.

"Sit down."

Frightened by his smile today, Tong en quickly took out the information from his bag and chatted with him: "Mr. Wang, the best hotel service is excellent in the same level of service, and has been praised by many customers..."

He stopped persuading her, touched his eyebrows and kept smiling.

Wan Jingting chuckled and suddenly pulled her leg and pressed her down. Tong en suddenly lay under him in a strange posture. He clenched his fist and glared at him: "don't mess with me!"

She changed this dress, the material was thin and translucent, and the fragrance on her body came out. Wan Jingting's eyes had a kind of force that people could not escape. She just said a word, put her hands on his chest, and he could not resist any more. He touched the soft material on her body, pushed forward, and pasted her exposed thigh more recklessly.

The finger moved to the knee again, pressed hard, Tong en's tears came out.