Carl was dressed and washed angrily, extremely depressed.
I don’t know how to express it, but the dream caused him to feel extremely bad.
When I left the room, Ives next door, there was still no one in the room.
Carl finally found the vent of anger.
Avis and other agents guarded Brick, guarding him and not seeing any dogs!
If you don’t obey the orders, the world will evaporate.
Leave the post without permission and do not report to superiors before the action.
It can be cured for a crime of dereliction of duty!
In his heart, Carl had already cut Avis, a pen that had already been proud of his departure without permission after doing something practical, and cut it into several pieces horizontally and vertically...
"Beep--I'm sorry, no one answered the call you made yet. Please dial later..."
Ivis didn't answer the phone, nor did he answer the emergency call.
"You're dead!"
Carl pulled his face, went down from the dormitory building and went to work.
When the meeting is held at 11 o'clock, I have to rush to read the latest news of the case to others before lunch.
As soon as I arrived at the office, I greeted Evette.
Pang Yi handed him a cup of coffee.
Carl was in a slightly better mood.
"Boss, Avis went to Coffin University to find Alison last night. They... spent the night in the back door hotel of the school..."
"Puff! Cough cough cough..."
Carl sprayed a full computer and had coffee on his legs.
Fortunately, the computer did not lift the cover, otherwise the keyboard would have been scrapped.
"Uh... I'm separated from two rooms... Alison told me not to tell you... But I think you're worried, so I'll... reveal it to you."
Spies Yi suddenly regretted rumoring to tell the news.
"Ahem, okay, I understand, I will keep it confidential. Thank you for your hard work."
Carl quickly drew paper and wiped the computer.
"Well, why do you think you have to? If you ask Alison directly for many things, she may not tell you why she always asks me to care about her, making me like a spy."
"She is old and has the right to have her own privacy and concerns. I ask directly. She may set her guard against you. If you have a good relationship with her, she may not know it. She may also be able to accept this method more."
Carl said slowly, wiped the computer clean, and the coffee on his pants' legs oozed in, thinking that there was still time to change his pants before the meeting began.
“男欢女爱很正常,你也不用太赶尽杀绝艾维狗,揍几顿就好了,只要阿莉森喜欢,我挺替她高兴的.”
Alison finally got rid of the devil of Jemony and walked towards the arms of other men. Fat Yi wanted to hang out a string of firecrackers to celebrate.
Although Avis is greedy, stubborn, thick-skinned, slutty, slutty and dog-like, he is better than the hypocritical and hypocritical Jemeni, at least he is his own.
"Ha! It's developing so fast, stay overnight!"
Carl gritted his teeth.
"Alison had class in the morning, so she left the room she slept in early and went back to the classroom for class. Ivy Dog probably is still asleep in the hotel."
"I didn't answer the phone, and my skin was itchy."
Carl is ready to tickle Avis at the top ten sarcasm of the Qing Dynasty.
"Then will he be arranged to rest or work at night today?" Evette asked when he opened the shift schedule system.
"When is the time to come back and go to work."
Carl left a word and went to the uniform room to change his pants.
The leader was angry with Avis, and Yuebanyi was happy to hear it. He sent a message to Alison, asking her to lift Aigou up and return to the bureau to move bricks.
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Coffin University, School of Society and Humanities, Classroom No. 311, Humanities Museum.
Alison just finished class and received a message from Evette and hurried to the back door.
Ask the hotel front desk to help her swipe her card into the elevator and go up to the 24th floor.
It took a long time to knock on the door of Avis' room before Ai Sha Pen came out to open the door-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Alison ran in a hurry, blushing, and seeing the towel version of Avis, the steam on his forehead almost broke through the cover of the sky.
Too irritating!
The lean and strong abdominal muscles, bear muscles, and the biceps in the arms are bulging and gourd-like.
Long arms full of strength and beauty, full biceps.
The thick chest is clean and neat, without any hair.
The eight-pack abs seem to exude the smell of yesterday's fried chicken...
Inverted triangles have a strong and slender figure.
Under the thin towel, the long legs are strong and powerful, and the bulging calf muscles are just right and full of tension.
Alison swallowed, closed his lips tightly to prevent the saliva from flowing into a vast ocean...
She was already dying on the verge of being moved. If she took a look at her again, she would not be able to die.
The first time I came across the plot described in the novel was even more shocking when I saw it with my own eyes.
Alison stared at him for a few seconds, his breathing was rapid and he almost suffocated, and he was at a loss and could not speak.
He turned his head and mechanically handed a bag to Avis, almost hitting Aigo's nostrils.
Inside are men's underwear she bought when she passed by the convenience store.
There is also a loose sportswear she bought for Carl. Before she could bring it to her brother, she handed it to a wild man to wear.
Just make do with it...Avis is shameless anyway...
Avis squinted his beautiful double eyelids, raised his slightest "up" like a wise man, reached out and grabbed his messy head, alarming the smell of fried chicken last night---------I didn't take a shower last night, and was about to take a shower.
He was confused and realized that he wanted to take the bag.
Alison lowered his head and turned his face to the corridor, obviously not believing in his outfit.
"Hehehe, I can't do anything, I didn't bring my clothes. Yesterday's clothes were too dirty and I took them off in the middle of the night."
Avis drank a lot of coke before going to bed, and his eyes were swollen. He squinted his beautiful eyes and scratched his chest casually. His movements were a bit obscene, but with his good appearance, his sword was as pleasing to the eye.
[I... are here to ask you to get up to work...you...you're going to be late!]
Alison stammered and said, raising his legs to run, but was pulled by Avis, whose mind was empty after waking up:
"Wait for me, go down together."
[I have class in half an hour, so I'll leave first.]
"Hey!! Hey wait! I'm very fast, ten seconds! Come in first and wait for me. I have no money and want you to treat me to breakfast."
Avis took it for granted that he pulled the reluctant Allison into the room, took the bag given by Allison and went into the bathroom.
After he closed the bathroom door, the pink girl dared to look up.
At the foot of the bed, a pile of messy clothes was taken off. It was probably too dirty. I felt uncomfortable sleeping in the middle of the night and I took it all off.
The quilt also fell to the ground, on the bedside table, the phone kept vibrating, reminding the caller that the caller ID was her brother.
Alison has a girlish heart, and it's even more ups and downs.
The bathroom door opened, and Alison's heart suddenly thumped, not daring to see the person who walked out.
Avis changed into a "Carl loose sportswear" with a different style from him, and said:
"The clothes are a little small, you don't know my number, I'll wear size 120. Next time I buy clothes for my husband, you have to remember the size! The number of underwear is the right one. It seems that you underestimate my figure."
Ivis squeezed into the 110-size outfit and was wearing it tight.
Biceps and dorsal muscles that are full of strength and aesthetics...
Damn...it's a good figure...Alison thought about his figure and said:
[I bought the clothes for my brother, and I can't buy men's clothing for a while, but......you... come out so quickly, don't you need to take a shower?]
The girl lip-talk clearly smelled the smell of fried chicken on Ives, mixed with the ironing smell of her new clothes.
"I went back and washed it, and I put on my clothes very quickly," he added: "It's faster to take off my clothes."
[No need to add more thanks...]
Alison used a hotel laundry bag to pack Avis's clothes that were like a snake-disappearing. The smell of sweat and oily smell was complementary to torture her sense of smell.
I can understand Ivis's mood when he was halfway through sleep.
Chapter completed!