C1 She's Not a Pure Girl!

As soon as the geothermal was turned off, the cold struck her like a ghost born from hell, turning her face white.

"Ye Jianrong, what are you still standing there for? Quickly come and wipe my sweat. It's so hot!"

As soon as the fiery voice sounded, Ye Jianrong could only obediently put down the hot water bag and walk towards the tall figure.

The winter sun reflected on the man's chest through the snow. It was as if a layer of gold had been plated on it, making that perfect and flawless face as inviolable as a god.

She silently took the towel that was thrown to her face. The man's fiery voice was heard again. He impatiently looked at the woman who was shorter than him and said in a deep voice, "Ye Jianrong, did our family not give you food, or what? Just a few steps, you can spend a day to finish walking!"

Ye Jianrong looked very gentle on the surface but in her heart, she said, The food that your family gave is not enough. The food that your family gave is not enough. . .

She continued to wipe his body. Although she had done this many times, her ears couldn't help but turn red every time. It was mainly because she was too sexy!

Sparkling sweat flowed down his well-defined chest until it reached his waist and seeped into his pants before he finally stopped.

Tang Yusheng's long and narrow eyes cast a sidelong glance at her ears. His thin lips slightly raised as he mocked, "Ye Jianrong, what are you pretending to be in front of me for? It's not like you're a pure girl. "

Ye Jianrong's hand paused as she chuckled.

She was still being f * cked by the man in front of her. She was no longer a pure girl.

After putting on the white shirt, Tang Yusheng subconsciously cast a sidelong glance at the silent woman, and a wave of irritation arose spontaneously. Ye Jianrong did not like to talk. Her presence was too low, causing him to think that she was in the room until now. He was alone, as if he was minding his own business and causing trouble, as if he was crazy.

"With a loud bang, the man suddenly kicked over the rubbish bin, as if he still did not vent his anger, and attacked his next target.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Jianrong just watched coldly from the sidelines.

Make a fuss. Anyway, it was the furniture he bought. His money, she did not feel any heartache at all.

However, this man was a little irritable, but he had never touched her after marriage.

After venting his anger, Tang Yusheng casually lifted his foot and walked out of the room. Ye Jianrong naturally followed him. She was not afraid that if she walked too slowly, the man would be dissatisfied, but she was afraid that she would not be able to catch up with the heat of the meal.

She walked rather quickly. In addition, not long after the man had lost his temper, the rice on the table was still steaming hot. Her appetite was greatly lifted, and she drank two bowls of skin-egg and lean meat porridge in a row.

"Nanny Lee, pour me another bowl. " Her voice was not loud. She glanced at the man who was not paying attention to her and lowered a few decibels to Nanny Lee. "Remember to dig out more Skinny Meat and Skinny Meat. "

The two of them were like underground parties whispering to each other. Nanny Lee received orders from her superiors. Nanny Lee gave a look of "Don't worry about me doing things," then turned around and walked to the kitchen.

When a man ate, he was so quiet that he looked like a man. At least in her heart, he was like a spoiled, violent child.

Just finished eating. He didn't even look at her before walking towards the door. She licked her lips as if she hadn't had enough and reluctantly looked at the sumptuous breakfast. After an intense internal struggle, she jogged to catch up with the man's footsteps.

Sitting in the backseat, Tang Yusheng said to the driver in a deep voice, "Let's go to the company first. " After saying that, he focused his attention on the tablet in his hand and ignored the woman beside him.

Ye Jianrong's mouth twitched, but in the end, she still compromised and closed the zipper. In any case, regardless of whether she resisted or not, she would be late.