"They're coming, they're coming. Don't push, don't push." Someone shouted, and a group of girls rushed forward.

"Owww, owww, owww. Unnie is so pretty."

"Oh my god, so beautiful and handsome!

My goddess!

Goddess!

Look at me! "

A group of people surrounded Lu Wanxiao and shouted excitedly.

Lu Wanxiao was a little confused. What was going on? The female assistant was also confused. She forced her way through and said, "Please make way. We want to …"

"Unnie, Saranghe, Saranghe." A little girl with a round face shouted out with a flushed face.

Lu Wanxiao heard it and looked for the source of the voice. The young lady's face was flushed red with excitement. She smiled a little helplessly but with a hint of indulgence. "Nei, Sarangheyo …"

Someone posted the video online and it instantly became a trending topic. It was only one person.

F * ck, is she really not an artist?

Why didn't she debut?

Sob.

Oh my god, it's so sweet.

Where did such a beautiful big sister come from? Look at me, look at me!

From today onwards, I have fallen in love!

…

The people from the public relations department in the company looked at each other, speechless. This wave of operation was really too flirtatious.

Someone dug out her social media account and gained a lot of fans within a day.

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

The fire was inexplicable, and the fire was a complete mess.

Actually, the source came from another video.

Most of Bulletproof's fans had already seen it.

The Tian who was exposed as a member of the Bulletproof Youth Squad a few days ago?

Bulge?

What?

Playing with the legs of a mole?

Fermenting Cave Pen and Oar Bo?

Every time you blow a straw to scare me?

Was he trying to make up for it by patting and apologizing profusely?

Leggings Si Legs Reflect Yushu 1 Eunuch Medicine Rustling Leisurely?

Yeast?

Xi?

Leaping stab?

Shu

After that, Lu Wanxiao posted an INS and cleverly shifted the attention to the Bulletproof Youth Squad.

There were also fans of hers in the company. When they saw this ending, they smiled meaningfully. Sure enough, you're still the big boss.

*

Some people were born with such a charm that people couldn't help but chase after them.

It was the simplest jeans and plaid shirt, but Lu Wanxiao looked exceptionally good in it. Her long legs were slender and straight, and her waist was slender and beautiful, with an indescribable handsomeness.

. and her lowered eyebrows, she looked especially gentle.

Kim Nam-Joon felt his mouth and tongue Go dry.

Although Lu Wanxiao's legs were a little weak, she still insisted on finishing breakfast.

The man's fiery gaze seemed to want to skin her alive.

Lu Wanxiao's eyes started to mist after being kissed by him.

She pushed his head, but it didn't budge.

In the end, her legs went weak. She was already sensitive, and she couldn't take it anymore. She gritted her teeth and said, "Do you still want to eat?"

.'t't't't I't.

...

. "...

"Ding Dong" the text message reminds her. Lu Wanxiao goes to get the phone.

Protruding?

Speaking of Tian?

Protruding??

.. Is Ben Fadeaway in Danger?

Luck?

Che Mou Wan Xiao Chang Xuan?

Disturb?

Magpie Model??

Phlegm Mou Wan Xiao

"What's wrong?"

Kim Nam-Joon kissed the back of her neck, leaving little strawberries one after another. Lu Wanxiao pushed him away. "It'll leave a mark."

He clicked his tongue, his palm still pinching her tender flesh. "What's the matter?

If there's nothing, hang up the phone!

"Yes?

Protruding??

Dense resentment?

Cherry?

Wai Wei Sha Zhi Yuan??

Tsk!

"I like to eat buns too. Can't you satisfy me first?"

Lu Wanxiao turned to look at him. Her fair face was still flushed. Her gaze was a little strange, as if she was asking, "When did you like to eat buns?"

Kim Nam-Joon leaned over and licked the fine beads of sweat on her face, then sucked on her tender flesh. "I really like to eat them the most."

Another round of greedy pleasure.

Kim Nam-Joon carried a few steamers of soup dumplings back to the dormitory.

Min?

She clicked her tongue when she saw his beaming face.

Tian?

Protruding?

A certain Prime Minister in the shape of a grub, enduring phlegm?

Cherry??

Luo?

Luo Nan Ye?

Vinegar Pan?

Changing the husband?

Changing the husband??

Mirage Ye?

Luo Fan Na Di?

"What's wrong with this brother?"

Min?

He was a little jealous and didn't even lift his eyelids. "He's seriously ill."

*

Lu Wanxiao's alcohol tolerance was very good, but she couldn't handle some people who were especially hard to deal with. Sometimes, she would drink until she vomited. She used to have a male assistant, and she also had a personal female assistant. Later on, the female assistant became pregnant and resigned, so she found another one.

"Are you okay?"

Jung Yeon-hee was still a fresh graduate, but she had been with her for half a year. She took out some hangover medicine from her bag and fed it to her.

"I'm fine. Let's go back." She walked in her high heels, as if she was walking on clouds.

Because of the makeup, her impeccable face became even more dazzling.

She was ten thousand times prettier than those celebrities.

Jung Yeon-hee swallowed her saliva. She really felt that she would turn gay if she continued to stay by her boss's side.

Beauty was seductive. Because she was too beautiful, there would always be people with bad intentions. In order to escape unscathed, she suffered a lot. Even her gastric problems were caused by drinking.

Fortunately, she rarely suffered from insomnia.

Gao Yimeng called her without hesitation. She sent him a voice message. "Sister, I'll be back soon."

"Wuli Ayi is the best. Sister, I miss you too.

Hahaha, there's someone who has the same name as Dad today, but he's not as handsome as Dad … "

Gao Yimeng clenched his fists. His eyes were red. He knew that she was drunk. She would only show such a weak side when she was really drunk.

Jung Yeon-hee didn't understand Chinese, but she was at a loss when she saw the usually elegant and capable Lu Wanxiao cry.

The car was parked in the villa's underground carpark. Jung Yeon-hee helped Lu Wanxiao into the room.

The male assistant was waiting behind.

She swiped the access card to open the door. When she turned on the lights, she saw that there was someone in the living room.

Jung Yeon-hee was shocked. She was about to call the male assistant in.

But she realized that it was Kim Nam-joon. He, he, he was still wearing his pajamas.

Her scream was stuck in her throat.

"Are you drunk again?"

Kim Nam-joon strode over and carried Lu Wanxiao. "You can go back first. I'll take care of her."

The woman seemed to be a little uncomfortable. He placed her on the sofa and got up to get some water. He thought for a while and called out to Jung Yeon-hee. "Wait a minute."

Jung Yeon-hee swallowed her saliva. Oh my god, was she going to be killed?

"You must be Xiao Xiao's personal assistant. Please make a bowl of hangover soup. I can't leave now. Thank you."

"Okay, okay."

"Oh yes, don't add ginger. She doesn't like it."

She stiffened and went to the kitchen to make the hangover soup. But she couldn't help but peek at the person in the living room.

The man hugged her tightly and kissed the woman's tears away from time to time.

Kim Nam-joon was angry and heartbroken. He coaxed her softly, "Okay, okay, I know. Wuli, Xiao Xiao is the most obedient. No one would abandon you. Who could bear to abandon you?

Okay, stop crying. Your face is all messed up. You look like a little cat. Let me carry you to the shower, okay? I'll sing you a song after the shower to coax you to sleep … "

Jung Yeon-hee finished making the hangover soup. She thought for a while and brought it into the bedroom. Before she went in, she knocked on the door. No one answered. She didn't dare to go in. She put the bowl outside the door and left.

One of her best friends was a fan of Bulletproof. She liked Kim Nam-joon very much. She would try to find out more about him, but she had never seen him smile so gently and sweetly.

Although she was a little upset, what made her even more upset was that her goddess had a boyfriend.

Sob sob sob!

*

Bulletproof was going to hold a concert in China. Kim Nam-joon asked her if she wanted to go with him.

Speaking of which, she hadn't been back to China for a long time.

Those memories had become so faint that they couldn't be heard.

Sometimes, she felt uneasy. Could she really be so happy?

She had very good friends, a man who loved her, and a brother who was very close to her since they were young.

After Ayi returned to Korea, he unexpectedly became an actor. He could also release a few songs. Although he couldn't dance, it was good enough that he could sing on stage.

It was a little unreal. Compared to that dream, this was more like a dream.

"What are you thinking about?

Hmm? "The man leaned closer to her and kissed the tender flesh on her neck.

Lu Wanxiao came back to her senses and pushed him. "Stop fooling around. Hurry up and leave. I have to go visit Ayi."

Kim Nam-joon held her head and swallowed her saliva before retreating.

"I had a dream yesterday."

"Oh."

"I dreamt that we got married. You even gave birth to two children for me, a boy and a girl. They were very beautiful and cute."

"Then you'd better dream."

He turned around and pressed her down. "It's true. So let's get married."

Actually, he had dreamt that she had gone missing. He had searched for and waited for many years, but there had been no news.

Because this was a dead end. He was waiting for a woman who would never come back.

It was his fault. He didn't take care of her.

Waiting was so painful. How could he bear to let her have a taste of it?

"I'll protect you well."

He put the ring on her finger in an exceptionally firm manner. He smiled like a child and grabbed her hand to kiss it again and again.