About me forcibly kissing the elevator guy

I went to the 19th floor with him.

I was a little flustered and my heartbeat was out of control.

The man moved away.

No, the 9th floor is not allowed, let me let you in front of your house.

Do you know what you are doing?

You are leading the wolf into the house!

You...you are playing with fire***!

I got out of the elevator and he followed.

I now how to do?

Do you want to push him against the wall and give him a wicked smile?

Pretend to be a domineering president.

I looked at my height and it didn't work.

I'm not tall enough to press it up.

How tall do you ask me?

I'm not short, the standard 1.8 meters, definitely not a cent less.

I heard the key click, and it was halfway in the hole.

With his back to me, he stood at the door of 1901.

I'm about to start my own life journey and sleep with an elite man.

What are you asking me to shake?

Am I not excited?

When I was excited, the elevator was pressed by the people downstairs.

Its numbers are decreasing, and it won't come up for a while.

I took a moment, and the person who just opened the anti-theft door looked back at me.

Damn, his profile is so handsome too.

Even if he is standing on a stool, he has to push him against the wall.

My mind was a mess, and all kinds of thought gears were spinning rapidly.

To go in or not to go in?

Still have to say thank you?

By the way, can I apologize for the forced kiss yesterday?

So I screamed and ran away.

I personally experienced in advance how long it would take to run from the 9th floor to the 1st floor in case of a fire.

I actually ran an extra floor, slipped and almost fell off the top of the stairs.

The 9th floor really bought high.

Don't ask me why I ran away.

If I have to ask, it may be that I am afraid that I will not prepare enough and hurt him.

After all, when a weak little lamb like me meets a big bad wolf like me, eating people shouldn't frighten him.

The most important point is that tomorrow is Friday and I have to go to work.

What if I am too fierce and toss people so hard that I can't get up.

I think I'm really being too considerate.

Ersha, a liar, said he would deliver medicine to me, but Mao didn't even see him.

Eighty percent is fighting for his love career again.

I waited until after twelve o'clock for his medicine, but it made me sleepy.

In fact, it is a fan I follow that is updated every Friday at [-]:[-].

As a result, I was still late the next day.

My used car was finally sacrificed and honorably retired.

The tow truck took me to the door of the company on the way.

I think I'm a thief. I'm probably the first one to come to work in a trailer.

Let me pinch my waist first.

I swaggered to the door of the company, and walked in with my tail between my waist and my tail.

Don't let me meet the attendance team leader.

As soon as he spoke, his saliva could put a mask on me.

The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive?

Whatever you are afraid of, what you are talking about is now.

How else could I have a face-to-face meeting as soon as I got out of the elevator.

This attendance team leader is still bald, and his belt can hardly wrap around his waist, which is comparable to the client who poured me wine that day.

Not to mention, when I mention that client, I want to vomit again.

As soon as he opened his mouth, I automatically blocked my senses.

Hearing, seeing, smelling, all temporarily shut down.

I, like a puppet, have no soul, no feelings.

No matter what you say, I won't listen!

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Come on, work hard."

This script is not quite right.

The radiance of the Holy Mother of the other party was so strong that it almost blinded my eyes.

My senses are automatically unlocked and I can receive information normally.

But the bald head just patted my shoulder, and every time I patted, my body trembled.

Stop shooting, my leg hurts and I can't hold it.

I went back to my seat, and someone sorted out the materials for me, so I didn't need to rush.

This group of people has finally started to work hard and be positive, which is to be praised.

Everyone is very energetic and stays where they are.

When I went to the cafeteria for lunch, there was still a portion of the sauced spareribs that were sold out every time.

In the afternoon, I made a phone call to the new customer, and the negotiation was very harmonious.

Leave work on time, no overtime.

Ersha also sent me back to the entrance of the community at night, without taking the bus or paying for a taxi.

There are actually discounted fresh steaks in the supermarket.

Everything is very good.

But I think something is not good.

What the hell, whenever I am free, I think about the elite man upstairs.

What's wrong with this.

I don't think it's my fault.

If you want to rely on this handsome man.

Not only handsome, but also kind and caring, with a nice voice, exuding the charm of a successful man.

Maybe I want to succeed too much to be attracted.

So again, it's not my fault.

It's all about the 20-year mortgage and the car I've lost.

I took my shopping bag and got on the elevator.

As soon as the mother turned around, she saw a pair of leather shoes, which were well polished.

I was so embarrassed, the screams that echoed on the whole floor before running last night seemed to be still buzzing in my head.

But as a man, I can't be cowardly.

I have to speak first and give him a warning.

So I spoke.

"...Do you want to come to my house to eat steak?"

Don't talk, let me go out of my body first, and die for a while.