Liu Zisu's den, Josong can sleep there.And this night, she is still sexy, full, and always surging in her chest.

Josong and Liu Zisu slept together, but this time it was too quiet.Liu Zisu leaned on the edge of the bed, and Josong lay on the pillow of her head.For a moment, neither of them was talking.

And Josun's face, with a hint of grievance.This twenty-seven-year-old man has a willful psychology in the face of loving his son Su.

Now Josson is not in the past, in the face of their own women, always with a kind of machisism.

But the psychological maturity of men is later than that of women.Most of the time, men like to dress up very strong.

“Song.”

“Hmm.”

“I’ll hold you and sleep.”

“Hmm.”

My heart is really tired.And Liu Zisu is Josson, a safe haven in his heart.She smells good and comfortable.

I don't know when, Joe Song's face is buried in the double peak of his chest.Men are thorny and coquettish, in fact, in the middle of the line.

Good fragrant, very comfortable, very sleepy, Josun in the hustle, now it is coaxing.

Yes, in the most loved of his son Sue here.Josson finally relaxed himself completely in the spiritual field.

“Son Sue, thank you.”

“Call my sister.”

“Good night, sister Sue.”

“Good night, little bastard.”

In the embrace and love of Zisu, Josson finally fell asleep.He must thank Son Sue, this woman who loves him.

When he woke up the next day, Liu Zisu was already at work.Josson, after being fully awake, also went downstairs.Just when he thought about whether he wanted to go to the whites first, he saw the old acquaintances.

Liu Feng, who was beaten with a swollen nose yesterday, also took the initiative to come over after seeing Qiao Song: "If it's not addictive, you can beat me today."

“No.”

After two simple words, Josong also pushed away Liu Feng and continued to walk forward.After last night's son Sue soothed, Josson also completely calmed down.

Rich second-generation people like Liu Feng are not so free.He also said that his family business is in the stage of listing, and what he needs most is to find a woman to be with.

"Josson, you fucking stop me."

“Are you going to beat me up again?”

“No.”

At this time, Liu Feng, who was chasing after him, handed over a bank card and continued: "There are three million in it, and the password is the birthday of the birch."

"Why don't you give yourself to the bourch."

“With her character, do you think you’ll take it?”

“No.”The white boirch is naturally arrogant, and Josson certainly knows that the boa.

"I can only give you the money."

“Liu Feng, do you think I’ll take it?”

“Take it for the bours.”

“For the sake of the bran, go!”

During the dialogue, Qiao Song pushed Liu Feng's bank card back.At this time, he had already lost his anger.

To be precise, yesterday he shot Liu Feng, is a kind of emotional shift.So Josson will now say, "It's my duty to take care of the bovine, and you don't have to worry about it."

After leaving this sentence, Liu Feng stood in the same place and laughed bitterly.He knew that he had never entered the heart of bran.

Lost, fought for so many years, and finally lost to Josson.To Jossun's back, he shouted a word: "Come on!“Man.”

In the end, Josong did not go to see the white boa, but came to Chen Jing.She was at Xu Lin's house, and it would be up shortly before she was drinking coffee.

“Brother, come to Hongwei’s wine industry to work!”

“Oh?”

"Take my job and make me a housewife."The sun is shining on the outside, and the smile is shining brightly inside.This will make her more and more like to be around Josson, cozy.

I know that Chen Jing is a joke, but at this moment, Josson suddenly has some movement.If there is a choice, he really intended to let the work for many years of quiet, rest well.Women are not born, they are forced.

Looking at Josson without speaking, Chen Jing continued: “Brother, what are you thinking?”

"I'm thinking of you."

“No meat.”

"White and big."

“Hm!Do not riot.”

On the morning of the bright autumn day, the two people were happily playing at Xu Lin's house.A simple happiness, happiness, filled Chen Jing's heart.

Unfortunately, Josson did not promise to come to Hongwei wine industry.Fortunately, this is also expected in Chen Jing.

“Brother, are you going to put your energy into your own business?”

“Hmm.”

“Take care of your own wine?”

“Aung.”

“Isn’t that not?”Josun said, “Ang,” and his change of mood was caught by Chen Jing.

“I want to go home first...”

“Do you care for the company that the brows have given to you?”

“Hmm.”

“Can you give me a reason?”When asked, Chen Jing’s face was smiling.She didn’t want to be hard for Josson, but needed an explanation.

"For a while, the trading company was not established soon, and it has not yet reached the track."I don't have any worries... I mean, at least give my father and mother an account."

"I can be honest with the old man."I was a little embarrassed when Chen spoke.She is taking care of Josson's self-esteem, but when it comes to her as a daughter-in-law, there seems to be nothing wrong!

"The daughter-in-law is too big, the old man will be worried."

“Oh?”

"When I fell in love with Baihua, my father and mother felt a lot of pressure."

Suddenly, the mention of the birch made Chen Jing a hint of resistance.But she also understood what Josson meant.

But Chen Jing did not go to the truth, she knew that she was in front of her mother-in-law, and her identity was an ordinary sales manager.If this can make the old man at ease, Chen Jing will not mind Qiao Song, go home to take care of the company sent to him.

“Hm!”But in the end, I couldn’t help but snorted with unsatisfaction.

"If I don't want to, I won't go back."

"I'm just jealous and I don't agree."

Yes, they are jealous.So in front of Josson, Chen Jing will habitually pout his mouth.Since becoming Josun's fiancée, she has been jealous.

This made Josun one not holding back, and came over to her rosy mouth and kissed her hard.Her lips were soft and sweet.

The jealous woman, the kiss of her own man, is enough to resolve the dissatisfaction in her heart.Smiling Chen Jing, sitting on Josong's lap, also resting in his arms.

"I will allow you to return home, but you must grant me one condition."

“Shut up and say.”

"One day, you'll come back and take care of the Hongwei wine industry."

“Aung.”

“Brother, don’t you want to?”In his future, he will marry Jossun as a wife.And the wine industry is her dowry.