MTL - The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love-Chapter 9 Tsundere president lightly pet 8

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I obviously added the anti-lock password. How could the little madman go out from this apartment like a secret room?

And there is only one elevator that can go down to the office downstairs. Without its own fingerprint, the elevator will not move at all.

Is everything in my own experience just an illusion?

Mu Lingqi had some headaches, and the lingering corners of his eyes saw the message strip that had been thrown into the ground and was thrown on the ground.

Disappeared out of thin air?

Don't want to see yourself?

The thin lips were like a smile and a hook, and Mu Lingyi loosened the tie at random, and lazily fell himself into the sofa.

Luo Liyan, whether you are a ghost or a demon, owe me, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you have to come back.

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Outside the towering skyscraper, a little girl in a bright yellow dress, holding a thick piece of paper, took a deep breath and took a step on the high-heeled shoes.

"Hello, I am from Sky Media. I want to see the manager of your advertising planning department." Luo Liuyan smiled faintly and handed his business card to the front desk.

The other party took over and squinted at it.

"Do you have a reservation?"

"No, but you are not bidding for the next quarter's advertising? So our company wants to..."

"Sorry, I can't see without an appointment." The front desk arrogantly interrupted her words.

When Luoyanyan suddenly stopped, she knew that Hu’s aunt had given such a big list of Mu’s to herself, and certainly there was no good thing.

This is not the case, even the doors of other people's homes can't enter.

If not both of her own tasks are in this building, she will not be stupid and rushing to find it.

"Hey, I said how to smell the smell of the fox when I walked in. It turned out to be a bad thing."

A sneer of laughter sounded cold.

The delicate goblet is set up.

is her!

Luo Liyan slammed the scorpion slightly, but did not look back.

It seems that I didn’t hear the front of the room and smiled. She held the file and wanted to go to the sofa.

"How is your face so thick!" Su Yingmo rushed up and grabbed the Luoyan.

"Do you think that Xieyu will be with you here after death? I told you, he is mine!"

"Let's let go!" Luo Liyan looked at Su Yingmo coldly. "I have already rewarded Han Xiyu for you, but it is a man who has been playing for more than two years. I can't get rid of it. You are willing to take over me. I am too happy to be there."

"Less there is barely, it is clear that Xiyu first gave you a slap. Look at your face, I haven’t secretly cried in these two days." Su Yingmo was hurt by the liver of Luo Li.

Both she and Han Xiyu are getting married, and everyone in the company knows.

Who does not praise himself for finding a handsome, capable boyfriend.

Just saw Luoyan, Su Yingmo was awake from the illusion.

The man who was about to become his husband, in his sleep last night, shouted the name of the woman in front of him.

Thinking of this, her hands are unconsciously clenched.

Luoyan smoked a little discomfort and wrinkled his eyebrows. His backhand slammed hard and screamed in Su Yingmo’s painful scream.

"What you said is that Han Xiyu sent a text message to call my wife, reminding me to eat on time, while sneaking over the hotel with you, and finally being raped in bed?"

Luo Liyan taunted and looked at the holding of his wrist, and his face was distorted by Su Yingmo.