Little white face

Chen Fan turned around and ran out in a hurry after a while. The young lady shouted in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Go and save people."

"Then are you coming back for dinner?"

"You guys eat first."

He went downstairs, followed the man into the car, and rushed straight to Ouyang's company.

In the huge office building, people had already gotten off work, and there were only a few security guards. Chen Fan followed the driver up and left directly at the elevator door. This was not the first time Chen Fan has been here, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He immediately got on the elevator and went straight to Ouyang's office.

The lights were still on in the office, and Ouyang usually left late. When Chen Fan pushed the door, he found that the door was not locked. As soon as he entered, he saw Ouyang sitting on the desk in the office with a water cup in his hand and turning his head to look at him. He had indeed lost a lot of weight and looked quite haggard.

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment when he saw Ouyang's appearance. Ouyang was also stunned for a moment. After a brief silence, Ouyang got off the table, twisted his butt in his high heels and walked to Chen Fan. Without saying a word, he hugged Chen Fan, and tears fell down, and he cried, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Chen Fan's face turned dark, he narrowed his eyes, pinched Ouyang's chin in his hand and sneered, "You've been looking for someone to trick me from afar,

Just to cry with me? Is there anything wrong?”

"No, I'm going to ask you for nothing."

When Ouyang saw that his trick was not very effective, he stopped crying. After giving Chen Fan a blank look, he grabbed Chen Fan's arm and pulled him down next to the work desk. After pushing it, he came up again, "I was wrong about that before. I really regret it now. I have nothing else. I just want to accompany you. You can say something, what should I do to forgive me? I still have to ask for money or something else, I admit it!"

Ouyang said, his legs bent and he knelt down to Chen Fan. Chen Fan raised his hand and pulled her up directly. After a cold look at him, he turned around and left. He walked to the door and suddenly stopped. Chen Fan turned around and walked quickly to Ouyang, pushed her over, pinched Ouyang's back neck and pressed her directly on the desk. After Ouyang screamed, he panted and looked back at Chen Fan with a slightly red face. Not only did he show any fear on his face, but there was a little bit of indescribable excitement and excitement, "**!"

"Bang!"

He slapped Ouyang's butt with a belt. Ouyang followed làng     jiào, and then another belt was taken down. Ouyang followed làng    jiào again.

"Oh, I'm grass."

The security guard passed by the door. When he heard Ouyang's kick, his feet were weak at that time. "This girl is so fucking! So sexy!"

"That's right, it's so fucking."

The next person also muttered in a low voice.

"You two are talking less, that's the boss."

An uncle came over with his hands behind his back, and kicked him. As soon as he passed Ouyang's door, he also softened his feet, "Oh..."

——Cut—

"You said you are a slut."

Chen Fan was sitting on Ouyang's desk with a cigarette in his hand, looking through the Internet called "The Grand Master of Ghost Art", curling his lips, and even feeling proud of peeking at the script.

"I'm not a slut, if I'm not a slut, can you get around me?"

Ouyang came out of the bathroom, wiped his little mouth with a wet wipe, and gave Chen Fan a blank look. When he walked, he felt like he had stepped on cotton under his feet. He took two steps and then staggered and held the cabinet on the side and snarled, "You are so cruel that you are killing this day. I think you want a life! If you continue like this, I will die in your hands sooner or later!"

"Hmph, don't say that, I can't afford it. Besides, they are all foxes coming down from the mountain. Who doesn't know who? They can't die in just one moment."

Chen Fan said, glanced at Ouyang, and saw Ouyang pinching his waist and panting, he couldn't help asking, "Hey? What are you busy with recently? Look at your appearance, it seems like you are so deflated."

"What else can I do? I'll hide. I'm almost nervous for those days." Ouyang sat on the side, lit a cigarette for himself, pinched it in his hand, and took a faint sip. "Actually, I didn't mean to betray you at the beginning. I was really scared."

"Is that true?"

"yes."

Seeing that Chen Fan seemed to be unbelievable, Ouyang sat beside Chen Fan with his mouth pursed, and said, "It's really unlucky to talk about this. That day I went to church for a week and accidentally asked that person to chat with him. The little white-faced pulled a boss to treat me to dinner.

I couldn't wipe my face, so I went, but somehow I got drunk. When I got a little clear, I was already lying on the bed in the hotel and asked him to do it. I was so angry that I wanted to call someone, but he covered my mouth. You should know that the little white face is not a fool. Can I, a woman, beat her?"

Ouyang sat on the side and pulled his wrinkled clothes, "You really don't know, that little white face is really a little trick. I thought I would die there after all the cleaning up. He saw that I couldn't do it anymore, so he let me go.

Before I recovered, he took the opportunity to tell me that he had a grudge against you and wanted to deal with you and asked me to do him a favor. I said that I dared not mess with you, and that would be a life or not. He said that you are afraid of anything. Although Chen Fan is great, I am not a vegetarian. I can give you what he can give you, and I can give you what he can't give you, and I can give you too.

When I heard this, I was still scared and did not dare to agree to him. As a result, the little white-faced face suddenly sank her face and told me, "Don't toast or not eat and punish me." If I really annoyed me, I will kill you! If I refuse to obey, he will really torture me. Later, I really couldn't stand it anymore and gave in."

Ouyang said, sighing softly, "Really, I don't want to, but I can't do anything about it. If I don't listen to him, I feel that I'm really not far from death."

When Ouyang said this, his expression was sincere, but Chen Fan's expression showed a little disdain. Chen Fan drooped his eyelids, "Can he beg him?"

, Is there only coercion, no temptation? If you didn’t have a good taste, you wouldn’t have to follow him so wholeheartedly.”
Chapter completed!