After talking about a few people, I walked to the room. Sofeya looked at Su Mumu, followed by.

"Certainly, you make all the floor on the floor ..." Qin Huilan looked at the footprints one by one, frowned.

Su Jinran didn't return his head: "Let her clean up!"

She is undoubtedly this, it is Su Mumu.

Qin Huilan turned to look at someone who was still on the wall. The shower was still spraying, and she pulled the corner of her mouth to close the gates. [

Su Mumu was frozen enough, she was really not intentional, she just came to the toilet ...

I hurried back to the room to change my clothes, and successfully stepped on the ground for a few beaches of water stains.

Su Jinran's mood was stirred up in the morning, and he couldn't laugh and laughed. When he went out, he secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, she was not splashed with foot washing water.

Therefore, Su Mumu stayed at home to clean up the room this day, and the last sweeping work before the year.

Nympho

When Su Jinran arrived at the company, it had been waiting for a long time.

His face is not very good, and his spirit is still full. When he saw him, he was relieved, and then he had a breath:

"I waited for you for three and a half hours."

Su Jinran glanced at him coldly, so that he was opposite him, he was about to speak, and he first sneezed.

Simple mouth corner of the mouth: "Sofeya must be thinking about you at home."

Su Jinran glanced at him, "Your ... sneezing!"

People are crying before tears, but he speaks without sneezing but keeps talking.

Simply and kindly and kindly hand the food paper, "It seems that you seem to have a cold, it's almost New Year's Eve, it's really not good."

Su Jinran snapped his nose, and then spoke when his nose was comfortable and nostril:

"It's not Su Mu Mu!"

Simple eyebrows were curved and the bottom of the eyes was smiling, especially when she saw Su Jinran, she was particularly unable to sprinkle, and her heart was slightly moved. She was able to imagine that the little woman did something unintentionally.

When Su Jinran saw his expression and sank his face:

"Did you receive the text message?"

Simple and light uh. [

Su Jin, who was sitting, suddenly shot, and hit his right face without mercy.

His power was not small. He was simply beaten and he did not fight back. He wiped his mouth and sat upright.

Su Jinran shook his left hand and looked at him coldly:

"This fist hit you for Su Mumu."

Just after speaking, I hit it again as soon as possible, and the migraine reflected in the simple condition.

This punch was really hurt, and he groaned simply, covering his lower abdomen, and frowned.

"This fist hit you for my mother." Su Jinran continued to throw his fist.

Simply pulled the corner of the mouth of the peel, gritted:

"I thought you would face ..."

"Of course I will face a face." Su Jin said, of course, it was a punch, but he changed his hand, and he hit his left face.

Then I took the momentum, and pulled the paper towel from the table and wiped my hands.

Simple fingers rubbing their cheeks, ask:

"Who did this fist fight?"

"No one for anyone." Su Jinran smashed the paper towels on the table, looked up at him, and spit out four words: "Because of balance."

(@@) ~

Look at him at a simple glance, draw a paper towel to wipe the corner of his mouth:

"Is it exhausted?"

Su Jinran glanced at him coldly and found a pack of cigarettes:

"I really want to hit you again and again."

Simple and not refuted, just stretched out:

"Give me one."
Chapter completed!