Sensual Novelist and President of Zhuiwen

The president wanted to scold her, but he froze as soon as he sat up.

He... seemed to remember something, or rather, he hadn't forgotten it at all.

The scenes that happened last night flashed through the president's mind one by one like a movie.

The president shivered and lifted the blanket off his body. He saw that the pants had indeed been changed, and so did the underpants!

By the way, where is the recorder?

The president got up quickly, lifted the sofa cushions, and found the recording pen in the gap.

Press it, and replay the content recorded last night.

"If I have done something sorry to you, can you forgive me after you know?"

"what?"

"can you forgive me?"

"I think you must be drunk. We'll talk about this after you wake up."

"No, you can't go! You have to answer me!"

"Forgive! You must forgive! Even if you scumbag me, I have to forgive you! Cheng Ba? Mr. Guan!"

"Ok."

Perfect, the president held the recording pen tightly in his palm and smiled with satisfaction.

Although it was a bit of a mistake to drink too much alcohol, it was still a good thing.

With the recording pen in hand, I have the world!

The president went upstairs cautiously, and stopped at the door of the liberal arts room.

Yu Wenke probably hasn't gotten up yet, last night... He not only kissed Yu Wenke last night, but also squeezed between Yu Wenke's legs to complete the glorious "leg sex" task?

Heaven!

To shit!

Guan Yi scratched his somewhat messy hair irritably, squatted at the door of the liberal arts room, and logged on to the Weibo account with his mobile phone.

All of this Weibo only followed one person - Langli Baitiao, and all of them also posted a Weibo.

Now to edit the second article:

"How should I put it, the mood is super complicated now, and I didn't expect it to develop so quickly.

Something happened to me and my exploit last night.

The two of us are about to have sex,

I feel like I have to take responsibility for him.

Therefore, I declare,

From then on he was my partner.

Do not accept rebuttal.

Yes, it is like that.

I will be nice to him.

Find the best resources for him,

best team,

do my best,

Make him popular.

Also, that rubbish third-line traffic Xiaohua, I will block you when the show is over, little sweetheart.

Why am I jealous?

Damn, I probably really fell in love with my object. "

Word count exceeded?Can not send?

In a fit of rage, the president rushed to become a member of Weibo, for no reason, rich and self-willed.

By the way, set Langli Baitiao as special attention.

100% of the CEO's Weibo has just been sent out.

With a sound of "Gada", the door behind him was pulled open from the inside.

Yu Wenke was so sleepy that he wanted to go out to the bathroom, but when the door opened, the president squatting by his door was holding a mobile phone, turning his head and staring at him with terrified eyes.

Yu Wenke was taken aback, and almost slammed the door shut again.

However, the movements obviously failed to keep up with the brain, and it took a few seconds before he greeted awkwardly:

"Morning...morning."

"Morning." The president adjusted his shocked face, stood up, and went downstairs unhurriedly.

I didn't remember until I was in the living room downstairs, and asked:

"What do you want for lunch? Order takeaway?"

"Yes..." In the past, Yu Wenke might have said, let him come, he can cook.

However, last night, the president just did such and such a thing to him, so he was too embarrassed to speak up.

And from the president's appearance, it seems that he has forgotten all about it, but it's okay, thank God.

Since the president doesn't remember anything, let's pretend he doesn't know anything to avoid embarrassment.

Although he didn't mention anything, he still vaguely felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Yu Wenke went to the company with the president that afternoon, and also went to the company the next day.

The president handles the business, and Yu Wenke makes up for the ending of the little sweetheart.

Yu Wenke behind the computer raised his head and peeked at the president who was reviewing the documents, pursed his mouth, since he woke up yesterday until now, he basically hadn't spoken to the president.This embarrassment.

"I'm going to the toilet."

Yu Wenke stood up suddenly, picked up his phone and went out.

The president just wanted to say that there is a private bathroom in his office, but everyone in Yu Wenke disappeared.

Yu Wenke, who appeared alone, did not attract attention in China Entertainment Corporation. Without the backdrop of the president, Yu Wenke walked with his head down like an ordinary intern.

Follow the signs to the toilet at the top of the floor.

Yu Wenke was a little skeptical about life, always feeling that something had changed.

When he peeked at the president, his heart was pounding.

Ugh……

Yu Wenke sighed, a little bit like a tuba.

Fortunately, there is paper in the toilet. This big company is different.

Yu Wenke casually opened a large room, raised his head, his eyes widened in fright.

Yu Wenke saw that Qingcai was pressing the director against the wall of the cubicle, and was still holding the director's shirt collar with his hands. The director's collar had been unbuttoned several times, revealing his skin covered with hickey marks.

So, Yu Wenke hurriedly said:

"You...you continue..."

Then he slammed the door of the compartment with a "bang", and ran out of the toilet without looking back.

Mom!Isn't it closed to do this kind of thing!

Why do you have to be in the toilet!

He ran into him, do you want to kill him?

No, do you want to go back and remind them to close the door?

It's over!He never reminded Qingcai that the director was taken away by a street hooligan the night before yesterday.

It all depends on the president!

Mess with him, ruin his friendship!

He didn't even have time to get rich with Qingcai.