MTL - The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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Of course not wanting!

When Luoyan didn't think about it, he turned his head into a wave drum.

"And when you go to work at Muhammad, you can wake up to sleep naturally every day, and you can stay where you want to stay at home and in the office." Mu Ling's low lure.

Of course, he hopes that the little guy can work with him in the office every day, so his work will definitely be better.

After all, in the future, he has a wife who wants to raise a woman.

"This is what you said!" The eyes of Luo Liyan dribbled. The thief had to follow the stole cat.

Her joy succeeded in infecting the bitter and boring Muring.

Only this good mood has not been maintained for a few seconds, and it was destroyed by the knocking on the door.

"President, time is coming." The soft voice of the female secretary sounded outside the door.

"I know." He said that he was impatient. He looked at the thief on the sofa and smiled like a stolen kitten.

In the evening, he specially prepared a banquet for the director of the X Bureau. After all, at noon today, Mr. Mu had put some pigeons for no reason, for the sake of sincerity and more comfort, and at night he had set up such a game.

But with the words of the Luoyan, if you are seen by the old pervert, you are afraid that you will not be able to do anything you should not do.

But what if she left her alone and she disappeared again?

Although she had returned to the rented home for the first time, she could not guarantee any accident.

The thin lips were dead and the line became a straight line, and Mu Ling was determined to look at the Luoyan.

Then I suddenly laughed, like a spring breeze.

Anyway, he said nothing would make this little guy leave his sight again.

Laughing and reaching for the fluffy hair of the smooth hair of Luo Yan, he picked up the suit on the sofa.

"Go, take you to a place."

"Where are you going? This is all about the meal." Luo Liyan touched the empty stomach.

Was tossed for a day, she did not even eat lunch, tired and hungry, now only want to take a bath, nest in bed to eat snacks, play games.

I don't know if there is anything in the world that she had played in the world.

"Now it is to take you to eat delicious, but we have to do some preparation in advance." Mu Ling took the unwilling and unwilling Luoyan smoke and walked out of the office.

As soon as the door was opened, the female secretary smiled and greeted her, enchanting and charming.

Didn't she still wear a professional dress a few hours ago?

What kind of ghost is this evening dress to attend the party?

Look at the large white snow that will be revealed when it is swaying, and the stock hook that can be seen in a little movement.

Too hot eyes!

"We don't want to go with her?" The tone of Luo Liyan is very disgusting.

"She will wait for us in the banquet hall, I will take you to somewhere else." Muring slaps and pats her back.

"President." The female secretary's little tiger teeth gently bite the corner of the bright red lips, three points pitiful, seven points charm.

Even the short two words can be called by the nine songs she bends, and the bones must be crisped.

Tonight, as a female companion, how can I wait for him alone outside the banquet hall.

That tomorrow, I will definitely become a joke in the upper class.

If there is such a leopard that does not know where it came from, Mu will definitely not be like this to himself.