Office love affairs: beautiful boss fall in love with me

Huang Xing stares at Fu Zhenxin in retaliation, and a burst of Snickers in his heart.

Fu Zhenxin picked up her coat hem and said with a smile, twist my clothes and give you a chance to revenge.

Huang Xing said, you are true. Can I choose my own attack target?

At this time, the car had stopped steadily by the side of the road. Fu Zhenxin hugged her arm, looked pitifully at Huang Xing and said, where do you want to attack?

Huang Xing stared at Fu Zhenxin's ass viciously, stretched out a hand and twisted it gently. He smiled and said, I want to twist my ass. it feels good and elastic.

Fu Zhenxin blushed and scolded: dirty, obscene and shameless.

Huang Xing asked: are you talking about me?

Fu Zhenxin said: hate! Not you, is there anyone else in the car?

Huang Xing said with a smile that the old husband and wife are all dead. It's not good to joke. They were also labeled shameless and obscene. I'm really wronged.

Fu Zhenxin said coldly, who is your old husband and wife?

Huang Xing said, that's the old husband and young wife. I'm several years older than you!

Fu Zhenxin said, don't always take advantage of me! Your wife is Zhao Xiaoran. I just... Just... Fu Zhenxin thought hard for a long time and couldn't find a suitable position for herself.

Junior? lover? third party? New love?

These titles don't seem to be commendatory words.

Seeing that Fu Zhenxin was flushed by an adjective, Huang Xing couldn't help laughing and unkindly solved the siege for Fu Zhenxin: you are just a passing cloud in my Huang Xing's life. As soon as the wind blows, I don't know where it was scattered.

Fu Zhenxin frowned and asked, "why, in your heart, I'm just a passer-by?"? Who do you think I am?

Huang Xing said with a smile: I'm taking it from your heart. Isn't that what you want?

Fu Zhenxin scolded: hum, men don't have a good thing, irresponsible! Coaxing a woman into Shang's bed has become a thing of the past.

Huang Xing just adds fuel to the fire: do you hate it so much? What, do you really want to marry me?

Fu Zhenxin's eyes widened: you are shameless! Who said he would marry you? Who do you think you are, Andy Lau or Guo Fucheng? Look at you. You look like an atomic bomb test base. You're not a rich man, and you don't know how to cherish fragrance and jade. The devil is willing to marry you!

Huang Xing had to admire Fu Zhenxin's unique vision. In order to describe his appearance, he even moved out the atomic bomb test base as an adjective. He chuckled, and felt that Fu Zhenxin was naughty and cute. It was a good way to have fun with her.

Huang Xing grabbed Fu Zhenxin's tender hand and said with a smile: what do you want to do, want me to be responsible, and don't want to marry me? Isn't this self contradictory? Why don't you give me a suggestion? What should I do to you?

Fu Zhenxin bit her lips, smiled sweetly and shyly, and drew a circle on Huang Xing's palm with her fingers: you, hold me in your palm, take care of me, love me, care about me, I want bananas, you peel bananas for me, I want apples, you wash apples and peel apples for me. Beat my back, wash my feet, cook and wash my clothes

How imaginative she is!

Huang Xing said with a smile: I'm willing to help.

Fu Zhenxin blinked her beautiful big eyes: do you know what kind of role this is?

Huang Xing blurted out: of course ----- ha ha, this is an angry husband, a role of being afraid of his wife.

Fu Zhenxin severely corrected the right way: wrong! I'll tell you, this is actually a

She smiled mysteriously, looked at the yellow star, and then said: it's actually a slave! I want you to be my slave and serve me every day. I let you go east, you can't go west, I let you eat fish, you can't eat shrimp.

Huang Xing couldn't help sighing: what a poisonous woman!

When they were flirting with each other one by one, they saw from a distance that a traffic policeman in luminous uniform was coming this way.

Huang Xing trudged out of this ambiguous and warm atmosphere and rushed to Fu Zhenxin to remind him that this is not a parking place. The traffic police are coming to post a ticket!

Fu Zhenxin quickly started the car and sped out.

She deliberately roared past the traffic police, showing a special pride on her face: hum, what will these traffic police road bullies do in addition to deducting points and posting tickets?

Huang Xingdao: Miss Fu, how can the traffic police offend you and get shot while lying down. Rectifying traffic order is the responsibility of others. If there is no traffic police, how many traffic accidents will happen on the street one day?

Fu Zhenxin said: that's right. However, it's still unpleasant to be fined and deducted points. If you're unhappy, you'll scold!

Huang Xing was completely defeated by her. He stretched out a thumb to her and said: you cow!

The car moved on.

According to Fu Zhenxin's road, Huang Xing feels as if she is going out of the city.

Huang Xing couldn't help asking: beauty, you can say now. Where are you going? How do I think you're anxious to find a place where no one is and sell me!

Fu Zhenxin's face was filled with a special feeling of pride: just sit in your car honestly. Don't ask so many questions. I sell you? Ha ha, you think it's beautiful. You think you're a Tibetan mastiff. You can only have tens of thousands. Shine you out and set a price of one yuan. Does anyone want it?

Seeing that Fu Zhenxin belittled herself worthless, Huang Xing also pushed the boat and asked: is it OK to paste upside down?

Fu Zhenxin chuckled, shook her beautiful little head, and answered Huang Xing's question with a humorous song: with your deposit and your cash, she pasted it back to my house

After another 20 minutes, we are about to reach the West outer ring road.

Huang Xingdong looks around and wants to deal with Zhenxin's extortion of confessions by torture. Where are you going? Fu Zhenxin suddenly opens his mouth: OK, I won't tease you. Let me tell you our destination.

Huang Xing urged: speak quickly! I'm so worried. If you don't tell me, I really treat you as a trafficker. It takes a lot of fuel to drive so far west. This car consumes a lot of fuel. When you step on the accelerator, several roast ducks are gone.

Fu Zhenxin looked ahead, his eyes full of longing: I want to take you out to refuel.

Huang Xing was stunned: what, come on? Didn't you just add it just now? The 300 yuan oil will burn out now?

Fu Zhenxin smiled and scolded: is there something wrong with your ears? I mean an outing. Suburban suburbs, game tours.

Huang Xing returns his body with his own way: there's something wrong with your head. You didn't even eat at night. You came to the suburbs for an outing. It's up to you! I said, Miss Fu Er, are you so bored?

Fu Zhenxin frowned: don't call me Miss Fu Er. Am I very two? You really don't understand amorous feelings!

Huang Xing didn't speak again, but he always felt that Fu Zhenxin's performance today was somewhat strange. I changed cars with Fu Jie, went on an outing, and it was still a big night. Is there any hidden "conspiracy"? But Huang Xing immediately thought of Fu Zhenxin's words before, and his heart couldn't help jumping violently.

Is it true that she really wants to find an open place with herself and have a "car shock door" with herself?

Thinking like this, Huang Xing feels that he is simply too dirty and always thinks about that. On the night when she was staying at Fu Jie's house, Fu Zhenxin came home. If she didn't deal with Jie's wishful thinking, there would be no laughing drama of Fu Zhenxin naked, and it wouldn't make the naughty little angel more disgusted with herself. Her own impression was even worse in her heart.

But then again, perhaps, without that series of coincidence events, there would not be so many tangled stories of sadness and joy between himself and Fu Zhenxin. If the two forces of hatred and gratitude didn't continue to fight in Fu Zhenxin's heart, it would be difficult for Fu Zhenxin to have feelings for herself for a long time, or even make a promise by example.

Huang Xingbai silently pulled down the sunshade on his head and looked at his own form in the small mirror above, but he couldn't help frowning.

In the afternoon, he led Sun Bo and Huang Hua to clean up the room full of sundries. Dust and stains spread all over his body. He had planned to go home for a good bath and change clothes at the first time after work, but Fu Zhenxin took him to the suburbs for no reason.

Fu Zhenxin seemed to see Huang Xing's mind. She raised her head and said: you've worked all afternoon and you're so dirty. There's a bath in front of you. Go in and make do with taking a bath first. There's a surprise when it's over.

Huang Xing was surprised and asked: do you wash too?

Fu Zhenxin said: the beauty of thinking! You're evil. Where do you think all day?

Huang Xing will pay Zhenxin Army: I didn't say to wash with you. It's you who want to be evil.

Fu Zhenxin's face flushed: you------

Huang Xing said with a wry smile: it's time to take a bath, but there's no change of clothes. Don't you wash it in vain.

Fu Zhenxin said: don't you see? There's a clothing store next to the bath. Buy a suit first. In this way, in order to save time, you wash it first, and I'll buy it and send it to you.

Huang Xing said: how much does it cost to take a bath?

Fu Zhenxin stressed: there are not too many clothes. It's not impossible to wear them after wearing them this time. Obedient, obedient children will have good things.

Huang Xing asked with a smile: what's good?

Fu Zhenxin said: I have already said that there are surprises!

Huang Xing said with a bad smile: I'm afraid there's nothing that can surprise me except your promise.

Hooligans, hate! Fu Zhenxin scolded with a red face, freed up a hand and scratched and punished Huang Xing. Huang Xing leaned back and forth and said, drive and drive your car.

They stopped in front of the bath. They went directly into the hall and asked for a single bath room.

Huang Xing went to No. 3 bathroom alone. First he sat on the bed and smoked a cigarette. Then he slowly took off his clothes, took a shower and drained water into the bathtub. After the bathtub is full, Huang Xing climbs directly into it, lies down, exhales and inhales constantly, and enjoys the pleasure brought by semi floating.

After about ten minutes, someone knocked on the door outside.

Fu Zhenxin must have bought the clothes and sent them. This girl is really a living treasure!

Huang Xing climbed out of the bathtub, walked to the door and asked: who?

it's me!

It's really Fu Zhenxin's voice.

But at this moment, the yellow star is contradictory.

In order to maintain a sense of mystery, Huang Xing wrapped himself in a bath towel and carefully opened a crack in the door.

A faint fragrance rushed in from the door. Fu Zhenxin pushed the door with a clothes handbag, and came in dusty.

In fact, Huang Xing originally thought that Fu Zhenxin would pass the clothes in through the crack of the door, but unexpectedly, she walked into the bathroom without saying a word.

Huang Xing thought, could it be that Fu Zhenxin, the little girl, had planned to take a mandarin duck bath with herself?