Roll in the arms of the iceberg boss

Done!

Cheng Xiaojin, you are bent!You are bent into a mosquito coil!

No!

Your hobby is a big-breasted loli girl, so you can't just compromise so easily.

Cheng Jin sat up abruptly, threw himself to the desk and opened the laptop.

Half an hour later, I looked at the big-breasted girls on the screen.

Cheng Jin found that not only was his face expressionless, but he didn't even have a hint of impulsiveness.

He collapsed back on the bed, feeling that life would be worse than death.

Because of the shock, Cheng Jin has been paralyzed on the bed since returning to Cheng's house, and then accidentally fell asleep.

Dreaming and dreaming that Bo Shuohan is alluring and sexy, lowering his head to enclose his little cunt.

After waking up, Cheng Jin found shamefully that he had changed again.

He turned over, covered his face with the quilt, and sighed faintly.

No matter how bad it is, whether he is awake or asleep, his mind is full of the charming face of the boss, and he can't drive him away.

There was a crisp knock on the door, and the nanny invited him to dinner outside.

Cheng Jin looked up out of the window and found that the sky outside had already gotten dark at some point.

After washing up, he went downstairs.

The three members of the Cheng family sat at the dining table, and when they heard the movement, they all looked up.

Cheng Yi's expression distorted for a moment, and his eyes were venomous.

Ever since Bo Shuohan had someone broadcast that video in the hospital, not only did brother Juan no longer trust him, but even his father complained about him, questioning him about what he knew.