Jin Youchen eyes rested on the stack of files without speaking.

Cui Xuan pricked the bubble with one hand.
He was wearing a pair of dark blue shorts and hanging his calf in the chair. "Young master, you are going to wear me out of patience."
He hung down on the chair, shook his bone whip, and his eyes were cold.
Just as he wanted to whip Jin Youchen in the corner, the door of the hut opened.
Cui Xuan turned around and said, "I don’t like people bothering me."
At the door is Zhu Yanzhi, the woman lazily leaning against the door panel. "What a pity that such a beautiful boy broke it?"
"I heard that when you were near Kingsnan, he was kind to you." Cui Xuan smiled coldly. "Why? Not only did you see the big brother, but even the younger brother? "
Taotao came to delay.
Jin Youchen has to save, but he can’t let the dark spirit master have a chance to inform Mi Yanluo.
So either cheat them away and break them one by one like Zhu Yan, or make them at the same time.
It’s hard for her to make four dark spiritual teachers lose their mobility at the same time, and she has to wait until the wind comes.
If Cui Xuanyi is going against Jin Youchen, she can come in and stop her first.
"You’ve been in the house for too long. Go out and get some air. I’ll keep an eye on this young master."
Cui Xuan jumped out of the chair in front of Taotao.
He is a head shorter than her and looks like a teenager, but his temperament is even colder than evil. "Are you staring at him or doing something else? Zhu Yan has been cruel enough to me. You don’t even let go of a child? "
When he finished speaking, he really turned and went out.
Jin Youchen heard their conversation and tried to hide it, but his eyes betrayed him.
He quietly shrank in the corner and looked at the Nangong dust that had been by the window.
Didn’t he come to save him? How to be indifferent?
That woman is coming!
He had seen that woman beside Kingsnan before.
Kingsnan’s mistress, she is beautiful enough and enchanting enough.
But for a 15-year-old boy, it’s like a thorny rose soaked in blood. He doesn’t want to touch it, but he’s afraid to touch it.
"Zhu Yan" sat in Cui Xuan’s chair and looked at him with his legs crossed.
Jin Youchen pretended to be calm.
But the woman’s eyes have always followed him bluntly and with banter.
Does this woman have any thoughts about herself?
She used to think of me in front of Kingsnan’s mistress, didn’t she?
In the face of traps, young master’s little brain is thinking
Before he could figure out the fruit, the woman came up to him.
Behind Jin Youchen want to retreat is already a cold wall.
The woman reached out and held him.
"Good-looking, good-skinned, and young …" The woman said with a smile. "It will make people feel guilty, but it’s not a good thing for the dark psychic to come. Do you care about committing crimes?"
Jin Youchen’s hands and feet were locked, and he struggled to close his eyes.
Are you going to be spoiled by this enchanting woman? He wanted to stay a virgin until the wedding day.
"It’s a cute little boy to wear a collar and shirt. Let me think about where to start …"
This vicious woman
What did Jin Youchen think in despair that Nangong Dust didn’t help him? Is he too weak?
Peach used to forbid him to shoot casually. It must be like this!
Although the weak man has come, there is nothing he can’t help him!
In grief and despair, Jin Youchen heard the Nangong dust on the wall gently cough a cough.
Then "Zhu Yan" held his hand and let go.
Before Jin Youchen opened his eyes and inserted a straw into his lips.
He leng leng.
When I opened my eyes again, I found that the woman in front of me was not as enchanting as he remembered, but clear and clear.
Taotao rubbed his hair. "I’ll bring you milk to taste."
Jin Youchen saw his lip straw attached to a box of milk.
He used to drink top feed to feed cows who grew up listening to beautiful music and produce fresh milk.
Don’t say that you haven’t even seen Niurita in the supermarket, but after being hungry for so many days, the milk tastes sweet in your mouth.
This woman shocked him more than the milk in his mouth. "Peach …"

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