Young Master, Don’t Bother Me - Chapter 700

With the coolness of Leng Yu, Luo Xiaojing’s neck is hot and itchy, and his face is red, and his heart is beating fast.

“You are mean.”

But she didn’t break away and let Leng Yu hold her. She didn’t dare to let the man know that she wanted to be with him like this every day.

“The mobile phone doesn’t turn on, deliberately let me worry, you are not mean, what is it?”

“Who let you make me happy?” He suddenly pulled Luo Xiaojing’s body and pressed the coffee table down with his hands. “I’m afraid you don’t want to let you pick up because of your hard work. You have to insist. As a result, I’ve been looking forward to it for a day and a night. After that, you stood me up.”

Luo Xiaojing laughs at the grievance accusation. She moves her waist and points Leng Yujin’s nose at Chi Chi: “it turns out that the great God has affectations, too?”

“You dare say that.” The deep pupil reflects Luo Xiaojing’s slightly red face, which looks like a pool of spring water rippling in Leng Yu’s heart. He can’t help but stick it up slowly, “how do you say I should punish you?”

“Well…” Luo Xiaojing deliberately tilted his head to think, while Leng Yu did not pay attention, Baji a shallow peck on his lips, “is this OK?”

“Xiaojing, you…” He should be the one who takes the initiative.

Then, with the kiss of punishment, it fell on Luo Xiaojing’s lips like a storm.

Holding her waist and holding her on the coffee table, Leng Yu grinds with his provocative entanglement and puts his two-day yearning into the kiss. The clumsy response is like a catalyst. Leng Yu constantly deepens the kiss, and suddenly a crisp sound comes out.

“Oh, my God, no, no, No

The awakened Luo Xiaojing plunges into Leng Yu’s arms and drags Leng Yu’s coat like an ostrich to cover his face. After thinking about it, he thinks it’s wrong. He jumps off the coffee table and runs to the computer to turn on the monitor.

Dead, dying, jueyan left when the monitoring did not turn off, she and Leng Yu limit level picture, every frame is not missed, all were photographed.

“Yes, it’s very clear. In fact, it can be clearer.”

Luo Xiaojing looked back at the cheeky man who was not ready to give it a try: “this is my carving studio. I’m finished when the sculptors see me.”

“The boss can’t fall in love?”

Luo Xiaojing points to the picture that she is kissing by Leng Yu in the surveillance: “is this talk?”

“It’s a demonstration!”

Leng Yu doesn’t want any face, but Luo Xiaojing still needs it

“you win, you win, OK, you go to show your employees, and I have to keep my image.”

No matter whether Leng Yu wants to or not, Luo Xiaojing quickly deleted the restriction level, closed the door and got on the car. Then she raised a smile: “how do you know I must be in the studio? Don’t tell me to come here, I’m not here, isn’t it empty? ”

Leng Yu shook his head speechless, took out his mobile phone and opened the voice that Luo Xiaojing sent him.

“Dear, I’m sorry, there’s something left to do in the studio. I don’t have time to pick up your plane. Please go back to the apartment and wait for me first. I’ll…”

Not only is the memory of fish ridiculed, but also the second half can’t be heard. Luo Xiaojing blushes again and grabs Leng Yu’s mobile phone with great speed: “you mean it, don’t you?”

“Remind you not to forget your promise.”

“I can’t forget it. I promise it will be implemented tomorrow.”

Leng Yuban said: “I don’t want to wait for tomorrow. I want it now.”

This time it was Luo Xiaojing’s turn to say nothing: “this time is closed.”

Cold Yu picked to pick eyebrow: “close the door?”

Yes, with Leng Yu, the Giant Buddha, it will never close.

“Yes, now.” Luo Xiaojing has nothing to do with three-year-old nanleng. It’s only because she didn’t think much about her promise and can only fulfill her promise.

“Ah, by the way, what happened to your studio? Is Duan Qingyan in trouble again? ”

“Yes, I did…”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Leng Yu’s face suddenly became gloomy. Luo Xiaojing quickly calmed him down, “it’s just a demonstration. It’s not only a little cheap, but also a few punches from a little fart kid, almost hurt himself.”

“Who is the little fart?”

“The newly recruited network information security officer in my studio, little fart, is very powerful. He found a lot of things in Duan Qingyan.”

There’s not much that can be said in wechat every day. Leng Yu comes back from a business trip and sits with him. Luo Xiaojing just repeats what happened these days.

“The legal way?” After hearing this, Leng Yu’s eyes became cold. “What is Duan Zhenghao thinking? No matter how strong his Duan’s lawyer team is, can it be better than the Royal ornaments? ”

“I don’t worry about that.” Luo Xiaojing said seriously, “I hope Duan will go through legal channels, so that all the evidence I have collected can be put in front of Duan Zhenghao. I want him to know how his good daughter secretly plans to bring Duan down.”

“What have you collected, enough?”

It’s not that Leng Yu doesn’t believe Luo Xiaojing’s ruin. He’s afraid that what she finds will make Duan Qingyan find a chance to turn over.”There’s only one chat record left.” The line of sight stays on the face that Leng Yu cares about, Luo Xiaojing has a plan in mind, “I can handle it, don’t worry.”

Cold things flash in Leng Yu’s eyes, and then calm down. In fact, Leng Yu doesn’t want Luo Xiaojing to solve the money leakage incident against her, but it seems that it can only be her.

She needs to end up with Duan Zhenghao and Duan Qingyan.

What Leng Yu can do is to play the role of military strategist behind Luo Xiaojing’s back.

Suddenly, he thought of another person. He had to find more evidence, but Leng Yu couldn’t get in touch with him recently. He didn’t know where jueyan was.

“Ah, I forgot to tell you that from tomorrow, Mr. Huang Wenchuan and his disciples will be the sculptors in my studio.”

Leng Yu remembers the old sculptor who retired for some reason: “how did you get him?”

“Miss Huang came by himself. Do you believe it?” Speaking of this, Luo Xiaojing couldn’t help but be excited, “teacher Huang also accepted Duan Qingyan. Duan Qingyan was about to explode.”

“What a surprise.” Leng Yu gazed and thought for a moment, “after Mr. Huang retired from the competition, I went to him in private and wanted to invite him to join the sculpture team of Royal decoration. At that time, my treatment was pretty good, but I was declined by Mr. Huang.”

Luo Xiaojing didn’t think much about it at all. According to the common sense analysis, he said, “did Mr. Huang find out the reason why he withdrew from the competition, and you were still a judge at that time?”

“Maybe.” Leng Yu paused, “did Mr. Huang say anything else?”

“His sculpture studio is closed.” Luo Xiaojing tried to recall, “ah, teacher Huang also asked me how was Duan Zhenghao’s personal relationship with me?”

It’s very imaginative to ask such a question at this time.

When Leng Yuzheng wants to speak, the car arrives at the destination. Luo Xiaojing looks out of the car window and tugs at him and says, “great God, we’re here. Let’s go. I’ll coax you.”