Spoiled! The yandere boss and his soft doll

Joao investigated, and he looked at every surveillance in the room, frame by frame.

When Christman said those words to him, his father Mo Junqi, Ji Yuan, Gu Wen, and Luo Wan had no contact with his Manman.

Even Lowan, who was most likely to deliver the news, was investigated for his behavior in the same room as Christman during that time.

"My baby, Christman...... "is not at the behest of anyone, or persecuted by anyone."

But the talk fell apart.

Last night, the summer rain always seemed so crazy. As the wind howled, Thunderbolt crackled and argued, like a confrontation between herself and Christman in the room.

Christman's words fell, and the two looked at each other silently, for a long time, only looking into each other's eyes.

In the end, Joao didn't hold back, screamed, rudely grabbed a handful of hair, and lifted the quilt.

Joao pressed her hands and feet, got into the bed, and responded to the fragile and sensitive collarbone, "But, how can anything be more beautiful than you?"

"You feel sorry for me, you feel sorry for me in other people's mouths, but I don't care, I am not afraid of anyone's eyes and scrutiny."

"And where am I the eagle that flutters its wings, I am only put on an invisible anklet, and the other end of the chain is you. "

I can't fly out, because you're here, and I'll never fly anywhere else.

Chrissman tilted her head, she didn't want to cry, she didn't want to, her mouth was wide open, and she couldn't suppress the sound of sobbing.

Her breath was rapid, her full breasts rose and fell, and the two soft masses trembled without the restraint of her underwear, and the violent amplitude showed the excitement and dissatisfaction in her heart.

Listening to João repeatedly express his suffocating love, she was surprised more than a strange feeling in her heart.

She doesn't know love, but listening to Joao's words, Christine can also feel that he loves him to the extreme, and even depreciates himself to such an extent.

"Joao, I want you to shine brighter. "Chrissman is tired and doesn't resist what people are doing to him.

Obediently accept what they do every day now.

João leaned down and kissed Christman on the corner of the mouth. The hot palms were pressed against the back of their heads, and there were salty tears on their lips.

Joao didn't care so much, he just wanted to be with Chrissman now, because once dawn, he might have to avoid her again.

The tip of her nose lingered with the unique scent of Joao's body, and Christman's eyes were slightly constricted, and even in the dark, Joao could clearly see her eyelashes fluttering.

Wait a minute.

The tip of Christman's tongue froze, and the closer she leaned the tip of her nose to João, the more she could smell a familiar smell.

"Joao, why does your face smell of medicinal wine?" is too faint, otherwise Christine and Joao would not have smelled it until now.

Joao hurriedly grabbed Christman's hand that wanted to touch his face, and said in disbelief, "No, it's nothing, you smelled it wrong."

"No, no, are you hurt?" In a hurry, Christine ignored nothing and took the initiative to raise her upper body close to Joao.

He turned around in fright, not daring to let Christman find out at all, for fear of scaring her.

It was this evasive action that made Christman even more heartbroken, and as soon as her temper came up, she didn't care about anything after being pampered for so many years, and her fists and feet were added directly to Joao's body.

"You go! You've been avoiding me again and again today! Why can't you be more comfortable with me?" I knew all your worries, but I never cared.

Don't trap yourself anymore.

It's impossible to walk, Christine is like this to him, and to Joao, it's no different from being coquettish.

The two children twisted together on the bed, and in the end, because of Christman's delicate and frail body, Joao was firmly held in his arms.

He hugged him from behind and coaxed him urgently, "Obedient, don't talk about it, let's not talk about it!" It's getting late, go to sleep, go to sleep, otherwise it's not good for your health, my good girl." In

the end, the last two didn't say why, and this time Christman's well-behaved silence didn't make Joao much happy.

After all, she was still physically and mentally exhausted, and Christine closed her eyes under Joao's familiar sleep.

In the early morning, Joao woke up early as if he had set a human alarm clock, washed and cleaned up, and finally half-crouched in front of the bed, and stroked Christman's face with his fingertips before leaving.

"Don't cry, we're not going to talk about that anymore, okay?" no one would answer him, not even the one who woke up in bed.

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flower beds.

All living beings are born to the sun, roses are delicate, violets are beautiful in a thousand forms, and green leaves are also growing vigorously.

And there is a bouquet of roses here, that bouquet of roses is very strange, the petals are hung on the side of the hairy crystal droplets, red like flames, so vibrant, life.

But it is the rhizome and leaves, but what is shown is a sluggish phenomenon, as if it lacks the moisture and care it should have, so it has the meaning of decline.

Wen Xian noticed it from afar, but before this, he had walked around here in a daze, as if he had to find an exit and an answer, but it didn't work.

After many days of recuperation, he is now able to get out of bed and move around, and there is no obstacle to movement, but his left arm has been put in a cast, and he still can't move.

There have been too many things recently, and many of them have poured into Wen Yan's head at once, so he can't digest it for a while, and his mind is chaotic, so he walks towards the bouquet of roses.

That day, after he knew that Joao didn't know the truth or falsehood, he immediately contacted Su Lanxin, but it was unexpected.

Su Lanxin was very calm.

"Did these fathers mention to me that that girl didn't have any effect on me and him, didn't they?"

Su Lanxin had already thought about it, but she was also acquiesced in this title.

So as long as the Mo family can agree, other obstacles cannot be regarded as obstacles.

As for the girl......

In her opinion, she can't bring any benefits to the Mo family, and if her family background is good, she won't be sent to that person like this since she was a child.

Such a person, in addition to relying on that person's favor for her, what else can she use to stand

on her feet?"No! No, Lan Xin, listen to me, it's not that simple, that person, he seems, seems to be a little ......" There was a flickering light in his sunken eyes, and fine beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead.

Su Lanxin, who was on the other end of the phone, paused for a long time listening to Wen Yan's tone of wanting to talk and stopping, put down the scissors in his hand to repair the flower branches, and asked seriously, "How do you know?"

She guessed what Wen Yan wanted to say.

"Don't care how I know! He's dangerous, he's uncontrollable, if you ...... then" The memory of that day is still shivering in pain.

The look on the face of the dead man ......

When I dream back in the middle of the night, I can always wake up from my dream.

But Su Lanxin's next words made him feel like he had been poured by a downpour, and he was chilled.

The emotions that were sometimes anxious and sometimes extremely nervous just now immediately disappeared.

It's this familiar cold again.