Love You Three Thousand Times

Chapter 17 Have some doubts


 I am pointing at the fat boss. I am not afraid that the last night was known. Anyway, my reputation is stinking, and I can't let the thing go easily.


The fat boss's face was covered with a blue and white face, and he pointed at me with anger. "You... you are nonsense, look at yourself, I will never like you even I have 8 eyes !"


"She didn't tell lie."


At this time, an unclear voice passed from the door. The fat boss looked at the man with surprise, and I turned my eyes.


A dark-colored trousers in a smoke-colored shirt, a tie-tie, and a young man with a handsome appearance appeared at the door. He wore a black mobile phone between his fingers, and his face was warm and faint.



    It's Mo Ziqian

    

     The screen of the mobile phone has been opened, and the voice of the fat boss is heard inside: Lin, I know that you are a good girl, it is really hard for you to do such a job. ”


     The camera slowly turned around, and the fat boss’s nausea-faced appeared on the screen, and his claws climbed up to my face.


      The staff were all stunned and unbelievable, and they snorted in their mouths. Probably no one thought that their boss would be so obscene.


In fact, you can rely on your face to eat,


of the fat boss. He screamed and jumped up. "Smelly bitch, I don't want


my ear. The male employees did not think that their boss was such a dirty thing, but some of the female employees bowed their

   

it with my own eyes. The fat boss put the fat claws into the clothes of the female employee. The female employee was full of horror, but she was too scared to say a word. So last night, after the fat boss appeared,


  The fat boss is like being caught in


   


       Mo Ziqian opened his mouth and looked faint,


the face of Mo Ziqian, he


    I went to count 4,500, and with my

Mo Ziqian turned and left after I


helped me. Shouldn't he hate me? I drove past his lover


about it. I was confused. My desolate, my wolverine, all the unbearable things in


   


   Mo Ziqian’s voice


footsteps were so closed. Mo Ziqian strode over, and the slender


you are


the man's black eyes. He was gentle and quiet like many years ago. When I looked at him, he looked at me too. There seemed

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