Little Workman Doesn't Need to Be Flirted With! Yuppie White Moonlight Pinch Waist Pet

The squeamish showbiz beauty VS the yuppie ascetic surgeon Shen Qingle was gearing up, determined to make Bai Yueguang, who had rejected her, take the initiative to pursue her. To relieve the shame of being rejected! Unexpectedly, this guy is better at flirting than me! In the dim room, the man smiled lazily and slowly unbuttoned a few shirt buttons. He chuckled softly, "Why don't you come over and ravage me?" Shen Qingle silently recited the Qingxin Mantra: I want to be reserved! — There is a rumor in the northern Beijing circle that the Qin family is a difficult master to offend. The messy things he did when he was young are still widely circulated in the industry. He is usually an ascetic and yuppie, and countless women flock to him but can't get close to him. His friend joked that only a fairy daughter in heaven could accept him. Later, while they were drinking wine, the man's eyes were clear and he declined the wine offered by the other party. Everyone was surprised. He just pulled his lips and smiled, his clear brows wrapped in tenderness. Wen Ci said: "Sorry, the little fairy at home is very strict." — After Shen Qingle's college entrance examination, she confessed to the man she had secretly loved for three years. The man looked casual, with a careless smile in his dark eyes. He lazily held a cigarette and said, "Brother likes Pianpian too." She argued hard: "You are only three years older than me!" The man smiled casually, "Three years old is too old." — Until later, the long snowy night. Popular actress Shen Qingle was photographed being visited by a man while filming. On the bluestone sheet pile on the set. The charming woman pressed her face against the man's face to prevent him from kissing her, and said coldly: "I don't want to fall in love with an old man." The man smiled lazily and gracefully, clasping her slender waist and pulling her inside. After a forced kiss, he said in a hoarse voice: "I'm as big as Pianpian." "Will another butterfly fly here tonight?"