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"Hmmm ~ ~"
Andy's head felt faint and his temples were beating violently. When he opened his eyes, it was dark all around. He could only see the environment a little through the neon outside the window which was leaking through the gap of the closed curtain.
"Hoo --"
Andy licked his lips, looked down and was lying in his arms, curled up in the body of the little assistant, painfully raised his hand and beat his swollen head.
"What?"
There's something on my hand that makes my face itch. When I look closer, it's some hair. It's supposed to be from little assistant toriblake. It seems that I've thought of something. I'll just smack it.
This is the rest room in Andy's office. Andy and Torry black are lying on the carpet, but they are covered with a quilt and surrounded by a big bed.
It's dark outside the window. It should be evening. From this morning, the whole free city investment company is in a state of carnival. The whole floor is in a state of madness. Sometimes someone will look into it. However, the locked office floor security door can only let people see the carnival scene inside.
At first, Andy didn't forget to run to nobody's place to call his family and women and let them share his joy of success, but later, after joining the carnival, Andy didn't remember how much he drank.
Until Andy, who was also a little bit wobbly, came back to the office with a little help from the assistant who also had a little drink. As soon as he entered the office, Andy kicked the door with his feet, and without saying a word, he picked up toriblake and walked into the lounge.
When he woke up, it was dark. Andy took his arm out of the assistant's neck and moved his wrist. He listened to the assistant's uncomfortable murmur. He could not help showing his embarrassed expression.
Arm grasps the edge of the bed and stands up. Lift the cover of the body and go to the bedside to turn on the lamp.
Everything in the eye makes Andy's mouth twitch for a few times, and then his face is so bitter that he can't sleep in the big bed. Except for the mess, there are little assistants everywhere... Cough, it seems to be wetting the bed. Well, it seems to be.
There are also some scattered hair, which he should be playing so well. I caught them. I looked down at the quilt and saw the warped Tun that was completely covered by palm print. Andy scratched his head and showed a sense of apology on his face.
Well, the little assistant still wears silk stockings on one leg, but the appearance of silk stockings is a bit miserable.
Cough, everything can be forgiven. After all, Andy is drunk. His brain is a little slow. He's a bit numb in any reaction. It's inevitable that he's not light. The little assistant should be able to understand...
Andy gently stepped over the assistant, came to the wardrobe, took out a blanket from it, came back to help her cover her body, reached out to help her pull the hair off her face, saw a face that was full of tears and tears, could not help but tear the corner of his mouth, stood up, took out the towel from the wardrobe and walked into the bathroom.
The sound of the water in the bathroom rang. Andy stood in the shower and put out his hand to wipe off the water stains on his face. He opened his fingers and combed his hair to the top of his head. He raised his face to let the shower wash.
Seeing the devastated little assistant, I knew that I was a little over the top. In fact, I subconsciously thought that I could do what I did to her, and she always looked like a doormat. It's really hard not to bully her.
Andy finds an excuse to comfort himself. Anyway, he can say nothing without playing. But he won't admit how big his dark side is. As for the 50 degree gray or something, he says that although he has read novels, the movie is still more beautiful. Just after watching a cut version, he has no chance to see it.
As the novel of Twilight City, Gray's fifty shadows is actually the story of a bully president and a small secretary. Marissa is gray and gray, and her writing is relatively small and white. At first, the author wrote a chapter and published it on the official website of Twilight movie for everyone to watch for free.
Now the movie plan of Twilight hasn't been launched. Naturally, there won't be 50 degrees of grey. However, although the writing of this series of novels has been shot dead and alive, they sell quite a lot.
It sold $91 million in 2013, far more than 55 million of Hunger Games, second only to JK Rowling's little wizards.
Andy's eyes suddenly open and hiss - he's just in the shower, grinning bitterly and rubbing his eyes, reaching out to close the shower, and touching the towel to wipe his eyes.
At the same time, I wipe the water stains on my body and think about how to get this series out. However, this series is very troublesome and can't be made well. I can make money, but it will cause a lot of complaints. Especially, I have a beautiful assistant around me. The media won't over interpret it.
With a bath towel around his waist, he opened the door, and saw that the little assistant who was crying and smiling was pulling the blanket and walking towards the wardrobe. When he heard the sound, he was like a frightened rabbit. He looked back at the devil in horror. His neck shrank, and he stepped back several times. He did not dare to look at Andy.
Andy smiled awkwardly, walked to her side, obviously saw that the assistant was a little scared, reached out and stroked the hair of Torry, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I drink a little more, and I'm too excited, you're so charming, and I'm full of conquering Yu, a little rude..."The little assistant's trembling body slightly stagnated. He raised his head. There was no panic on his face. He just opened his eyes, looked at the monster like eyes, and looked at the devil incredibly. He swallowed hard.
Ah? Is the great devil talking about himself? God, am I crazy and hallucinating?
Stupefied Torre, stupefied and cute reached out his hand and rubbed his eyes with makeup. Is this still the terror Lord who made himself a dilemma between life and death before?
Torryblake, who was gently held by Andy, put his arms in his arms and stroked the jade back, was completely immersed in the tenderness that made her brain dizzy. He smelled the lemon smell of the great devil and listened to the strong heartbeat in his chest. It seemed that the suffering he had suffered before was worth it. He let the blanket slide down and put his arms around Andy's bear waist. When did he use it "As long as you like, I will do anything..." said the hoarse voice
Andy's chin is on the hair above her head, the corner of his mouth is curved, he smiles, caresses his little assistant's smooth skin tightly in his arms, and says softly, "it won't be in the future, it will hurt you a little bit."
"In fact... In fact, it's exciting, but it's a little too painful. " The assistant was lying in Andy's arms, blushing with shame, and whispered, but the hot feeling from her butt made her spit out her tongue.
"Ha ha, take a bath. We'll find a place to eat in a moment. We're starving." Andy patted her on the back, helped her to take out a big bath towel from the wardrobe, helped her to enter the bathroom, reached out and touched her face, turned away from the bathroom in her adoring eyes.
"Hoo ~"
close the door, Andy takes a breath lightly, which is to pacify the little assistant who is over frightened, but he also has some unexpected gains. However, he can't really nue her at will. This kind of thing can only be regarded as regulating the pleasure of the boudoir, and can't really be addicted. Then he really needs to see a psychologist.
In a restaurant where little assistant Torry Blake often comes, Andy looks at the eyes of some customers from time to time, showing a kind smile. He has signed the names of three or four restaurant attendants. While the little assistant chuckles, he adjusts his sitting posture in a painful way, comparing the wounds on his buttocks.
"The food here is not bad..."
Torry's eyes turned white without any words. Since he began to serve the great devil, he has never seen the great devil eat cheap food. Although the restaurant he often comes to has its own characteristics, there is still a gap in the ingredients. If the great devil had a little apology for himself, he would not ask which restaurant he often went to for dinner, and would accompany him to eat for the first time 。
"Is your home in Seattle?" Andy asked as he cut the steak.
"MMM" There was an unnatural look on toriblake's sniggering face, and a whisper of lack of interest answered.
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"Hmmm ~ ~"
Andy's head felt faint and his temples were beating violently. When he opened his eyes, it was dark all around. He could only see the environment a little through the neon outside the window which was leaking through the gap of the closed curtain.
"Hoo --"
Andy licked his lips, looked down and was lying in his arms, curled up in the body of the little assistant, painfully raised his hand and beat his swollen head.
"What?"
There's something on my hand that makes my face itch. When I look closer, it's some hair. It's supposed to be from little assistant toriblake. It seems that I've thought of something. I'll just smack it.
This is the rest room in Andy's office. Andy and Torry black are lying on the carpet, but they are covered with a quilt and surrounded by a big bed.
It's dark outside the window. It should be evening. From this morning, the whole free city investment company is in a state of carnival. The whole floor is in a state of madness. Sometimes someone will look into it. However, the locked office floor security door can only let people see the carnival scene inside.
At first, Andy didn't forget to run to nobody's place to call his family and women and let them share his joy of success, but later, after joining the carnival, Andy didn't remember how much he drank.
Until Andy, who was also a little bit wobbly, came back to the office with a little help from the assistant who also had a little drink. As soon as he entered the office, Andy kicked the door with his feet, and without saying a word, he picked up toriblake and walked into the lounge.
When he woke up, it was dark. Andy took his arm out of the assistant's neck and moved his wrist. He listened to the assistant's uncomfortable murmur. He could not help showing his embarrassed expression.
Arm grasps the edge of the bed and stands up. Lift the cover of the body and go to the bedside to turn on the lamp.
Everything in the eye makes Andy's mouth twitch for a few times, and then his face is so bitter that he can't sleep in the big bed. Except for the mess, there are little assistants everywhere... Cough, it seems to be wetting the bed. Well, it seems to be.
There are also some scattered hair, which he should be playing so well. I caught them. I looked down at the quilt and saw the warped Tun that was completely covered by palm print. Andy scratched his head and showed a sense of apology on his face.
Well, the little assistant still wears silk stockings on one leg, but the appearance of silk stockings is a bit miserable.
Cough, everything can be forgiven. After all, Andy is drunk. His brain is a little slow. He's a bit numb in any reaction. It's inevitable that he's not light. The little assistant should be able to understand...
Andy gently stepped over the assistant, came to the wardrobe, took out a blanket from it, came back to help her cover her body, reached out to help her pull the hair off her face, saw a face that was full of tears and tears, could not help but tear the corner of his mouth, stood up, took out the towel from the wardrobe and walked into the bathroom.
The sound of the water in the bathroom rang. Andy stood in the shower and put out his hand to wipe off the water stains on his face. He opened his fingers and combed his hair to the top of his head. He raised his face to let the shower wash.
Seeing the devastated little assistant, I knew that I was a little over the top. In fact, I subconsciously thought that I could do what I did to her, and she always looked like a doormat. It's really hard not to bully her.
Andy finds an excuse to comfort himself. Anyway, he can say nothing without playing. But he won't admit how big his dark side is. As for the 50 degree gray or something, he says that although he has read novels, the movie is still more beautiful. Just after watching a cut version, he has no chance to see it.
As the novel of Twilight City, Gray's fifty shadows is actually the story of a bully president and a small secretary. Marissa is gray and gray, and her writing is relatively small and white. At first, the author wrote a chapter and published it on the official website of Twilight movie for everyone to watch for free.
Now the movie plan of Twilight hasn't been launched. Naturally, there won't be 50 degrees of grey. However, although the writing of this series of novels has been shot dead and alive, they sell quite a lot.
It sold $91 million in 2013, far more than 55 million of Hunger Games, second only to JK Rowling's little wizards.
Andy's eyes suddenly open and hiss - he's just in the shower, grinning bitterly and rubbing his eyes, reaching out to close the shower, and touching the towel to wipe his eyes.
At the same time, I wipe the water stains on my body and think about how to get this series out. However, this series is very troublesome and can't be made well. I can make money, but it will cause a lot of complaints. Especially, I have a beautiful assistant around me. The media won't over interpret it.
With a bath towel around his waist, he opened the door, and saw that the little assistant who was crying and smiling was pulling the blanket and walking towards the wardrobe. When he heard the sound, he was like a frightened rabbit. He looked back at the devil in horror. His neck shrank, and he stepped back several times. He did not dare to look at Andy.
Andy smiled awkwardly, walked to her side, obviously saw that the assistant was a little scared, reached out and stroked the hair of Torry, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I drink a little more, and I'm too excited, you're so charming, and I'm full of conquering Yu, a little rude..."The little assistant's trembling body slightly stagnated. He raised his head. There was no panic on his face. He just opened his eyes, looked at the monster like eyes, and looked at the devil incredibly. He swallowed hard.
Ah? Is the great devil talking about himself? God, am I crazy and hallucinating?
Stupefied Torre, stupefied and cute reached out his hand and rubbed his eyes with makeup. Is this still the terror Lord who made himself a dilemma between life and death before?
Torryblake, who was gently held by Andy, put his arms in his arms and stroked the jade back, was completely immersed in the tenderness that made her brain dizzy. He smelled the lemon smell of the great devil and listened to the strong heartbeat in his chest. It seemed that the suffering he had suffered before was worth it. He let the blanket slide down and put his arms around Andy's bear waist. When did he use it "As long as you like, I will do anything..." said the hoarse voice
Andy's chin is on the hair above her head, the corner of his mouth is curved, he smiles, caresses his little assistant's smooth skin tightly in his arms, and says softly, "it won't be in the future, it will hurt you a little bit."
"In fact... In fact, it's exciting, but it's a little too painful. " The assistant was lying in Andy's arms, blushing with shame, and whispered, but the hot feeling from her butt made her spit out her tongue.
"Ha ha, take a bath. We'll find a place to eat in a moment. We're starving." Andy patted her on the back, helped her to take out a big bath towel from the wardrobe, helped her to enter the bathroom, reached out and touched her face, turned away from the bathroom in her adoring eyes.
"Hoo ~"
close the door, Andy takes a breath lightly, which is to pacify the little assistant who is over frightened, but he also has some unexpected gains. However, he can't really nue her at will. This kind of thing can only be regarded as regulating the pleasure of the boudoir, and can't really be addicted. Then he really needs to see a psychologist.
In a restaurant where little assistant Torry Blake often comes, Andy looks at the eyes of some customers from time to time, showing a kind smile. He has signed the names of three or four restaurant attendants. While the little assistant chuckles, he adjusts his sitting posture in a painful way, comparing the wounds on his buttocks.
"The food here is not bad..."
Torry's eyes turned white without any words. Since he began to serve the great devil, he has never seen the great devil eat cheap food. Although the restaurant he often comes to has its own characteristics, there is still a gap in the ingredients. If the great devil had a little apology for himself, he would not ask which restaurant he often went to for dinner, and would accompany him to eat for the first time 。
"Is your home in Seattle?" Andy asked as he cut the steak.
"MMM" There was an unnatural look on toriblake's sniggering face, and a whisper of lack of interest answered.
"Hmmm ~ ~" Andy's head felt faint and his temples were beating violently. When he opened his eyes, it was dark all around. He could only see the environment a little through the neon outside the window which was leaking through the gap of the closed curtain. "Hoo --" Andy licked his lips, looked down and was lying in his arms, curled up in the body of the little assistant, painfully raised his hand and beat his swollen head. "What?" There's something on my hand that makes my face itch. When I look closer, it's some hair. It's supposed to be from little assistant toriblake. It seems that I've thought of something. I'll just smack it. This is the rest room in Andy's office. Andy and Torry black are lying on the carpet, but they are covered with a quilt and surrounded by a big bed. It's dark outside the window. It should be evening. From this morning, the whole free city investment company is in a state of carnival. The whole floor is in a state of madness. Sometimes someone will look into it. However, the locked office floor security door can only let people see the carnival scene inside. At first, Andy didn't forget to run to nobody's place to call his family and women and let them share his joy of success, but later, after joining the carnival, Andy didn't remember how much he drank. Until Andy, who was also a little bit wobbly, came back to the office with a little help from the assistant who also had a little drink. As soon as he entered the office, Andy kicked the door with his feet, and without saying a word, he picked up toriblake and walked into the lounge. When he woke up, it was dark. Andy took his arm out of the assistant's neck and moved his wrist. He listened to the assistant's uncomfortable murmur. He could not help showing his embarrassed expression. Arm grasps the edge of the bed and stands up. Lift the cover of the body and go to the bedside to turn on the lamp. Everything in the eye makes Andy's mouth twitch for a few times, and then his face is so bitter that he can't sleep in the big bed. Except for the mess, there are little assistants everywhere... Cough, it seems to be wetting the bed. Well, it seems to be. There are also some scattered hair, which he should be playing so well. I caught them. I looked down at the quilt and saw the warped Tun that was completely covered by palm print. Andy scratched his head and showed a sense of apology on his face. Well, the little assistant still wears silk stockings on one leg, but the appearance of silk stockings is a bit miserable. Cough, everything can be forgiven. After all, Andy is drunk. His brain is a little slow. He's a bit numb in any reaction. It's inevitable that he's not light. The little assistant should be able to understand... Andy gently stepped over the assistant, came to the wardrobe, took out a blanket from it, came back to help her cover her body, reached out to help her pull the hair off her face, saw a face that was full of tears and tears, could not help but tear the corner of his mouth, stood up, took out the towel from the wardrobe and walked into the bathroom. The sound of the water in the bathroom rang. Andy stood in the shower and put out his hand to wipe off the water stains on his face. He opened his fingers and combed his hair to the top of his head. He raised his face to let the shower wash. Seeing the devastated little assistant, I knew that I was a little over the top. In fact, I subconsciously thought that I could do what I did to her, and she always looked like a doormat. It's really hard not to bully her. Andy finds an excuse to comfort himself. Anyway, he can say nothing without playing. But he won't admit how big his dark side is. As for the 50 degree gray or something, he says that although he has read novels, the movie is still more beautiful. Just after watching a cut version, he has no chance to see it. As the novel of Twilight City, Gray's fifty shadows is actually the story of a bully president and a small secretary. Marissa is gray and gray, and her writing is relatively small and white. At first, the author wrote a chapter and published it on the official website of Twilight movie for everyone to watch for free. Now the movie plan of Twilight hasn't been launched. Naturally, there won't be 50 degrees of grey. However, although the writing of this series of novels has been shot dead and alive, they sell quite a lot. It sold $91 million in 2013, far more than 55 million of Hunger Games, second only to JK Rowling's little wizards. Andy's eyes suddenly open and hiss - he's just in the shower, grinning bitterly and rubbing his eyes, reaching out to close the shower, and touching the towel to wipe his eyes. At the same time, I wipe the water stains on my body and think about how to get this series out. However, this series is very troublesome and can't be made well. I can make money, but it will cause a lot of complaints. Especially, I have a beautiful assistant around me. The media won't over interpret it. With a bath towel around his waist, he opened the door, and saw that the little assistant who was crying and smiling was pulling the blanket and walking towards the wardrobe. When he heard the sound, he was like a frightened rabbit. He looked back at the devil in horror. His neck shrank, and he stepped back several times. He did not dare to look at Andy. Andy smiled awkwardly, walked to her side, obviously saw that the assistant was a little scared, reached out and stroked the hair of Torry, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I drink a little more, and I'm too excited, you're so charming, and I'm full of conquering Yu, a little rude..."The little assistant's trembling body slightly stagnated. He raised his head. There was no panic on his face. He just opened his eyes, looked at the monster like eyes, and looked at the devil incredibly. He swallowed hard. Ah? Is the great devil talking about himself? God, am I crazy and hallucinating? Stupefied Torre, stupefied and cute reached out his hand and rubbed his eyes with makeup. Is this still the terror Lord who made himself a dilemma between life and death before? Torryblake, who was gently held by Andy, put his arms in his arms and stroked the jade back, was completely immersed in the tenderness that made her brain dizzy. He smelled the lemon smell of the great devil and listened to the strong heartbeat in his chest. It seemed that the suffering he had suffered before was worth it. He let the blanket slide down and put his arms around Andy's bear waist. When did he use it "As long as you like, I will do anything..." said the hoarse voice Andy's chin is on the hair above her head, the corner of his mouth is curved, he smiles, caresses his little assistant's smooth skin tightly in his arms, and says softly, "it won't be in the future, it will hurt you a little bit." "In fact... In fact, it's exciting, but it's a little too painful. " The assistant was lying in Andy's arms, blushing with shame, and whispered, but the hot feeling from her butt made her spit out her tongue. "Ha ha, take a bath. We'll find a place to eat in a moment. We're starving." Andy patted her on the back, helped her to take out a big bath towel from the wardrobe, helped her to enter the bathroom, reached out and touched her face, turned away from the bathroom in her adoring eyes. "Hoo ~" close the door, Andy takes a breath lightly, which is to pacify the little assistant who is over frightened, but he also has some unexpected gains. However, he can't really nue her at will. This kind of thing can only be regarded as regulating the pleasure of the boudoir, and can't really be addicted. Then he really needs to see a psychologist. In a restaurant where little assistant Torry Blake often comes, Andy looks at the eyes of some customers from time to time, showing a kind smile. He has signed the names of three or four restaurant attendants. While the little assistant chuckles, he adjusts his sitting posture in a painful way, comparing the wounds on his buttocks. "The food here is not bad..." Torry's eyes turned white without any words. Since he began to serve the great devil, he has never seen the great devil eat cheap food. Although the restaurant he often comes to has its own characteristics, there is still a gap in the ingredients. If the great devil had a little apology for himself, he would not ask which restaurant he often went to for dinner, and would accompany him to eat for the first time "Is your home in Seattle?" Andy asked as he cut the steak. "MMM" There was an unnatural look on toriblake's sniggering face, and a whisper of lack of interest answered.
