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Chapter 2269 – Why Do You Smell So Good mice aberrant
She really wanted his fragrance.
She really appreciated his odor.
He checked like a gentleman, but he was actually an awful mankind.
Qiao Mianmian cherished dairy products tea.
“I’ll explain to someone to acquire some medication.”
“Oh, an individual accidentally b.you.mped into me.”
Qiao Mianmian nodded and walked in to the office.
Qiao Mianmian smiled. “Why would I inform you? It is not my newbie here.”
The person chuckled. “What are you smelling?”
“Mm, excellent.”
Following the assistant left behind, Qiao Mianmian leaned against his upper body and had a deep inhalation.
Qiao Mianmian nodded. “Mm, not yet.”
She actually found it… quite.
He appeared like a gentleman, but he was actually an awful man.
“I’ll show a person to get you some treatment.”
She actually uncovered it… fairly.
“There’s no need for that. The irritation lowers soon.”
“Why not?” Mo Yesi’s develop wasn’t light, but his vision had been. “If you don’t put on the lotion, what if it gets painful? Did not they assert that girls’ facial looks are the most significant? Why don’t you worry about the face in any respect?”
Qiao Mianmian found that his face was very dimly lit and went to him. She bent down and hugged his throat. “It’s not much of a really serious harm. The puffiness will abate by future. It was unintentional. Don’t seem so lousy.
Mo Yesi checked up and had taken off his gla.s.ses.
Mo Yesi’s manifestation darkened. “They haven’t eventually left?”
She really appreciated his aroma.
Qiao Mianmian nodded. “Mm, not.”
He checked especially sophisticated putting them on.
…
“Mm.”
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“No.” Mo Yesi smiled. “I simply use it when my eyeballs are fatigued.
He rubbed his temple and inquired, “Why didn’t you let me know that you were arriving?”
“It was really a mic?”
“It was really a mic?”
“Mm, good.”
Qiao Mianmian smiled. “Why would I show you? It is not my first-time here.”
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“Who is applying a microphone?”
Qiao Mianmian rarely saw Mo Yesi don gla.s.ses.