Heart, Qin, deputy director of the ha ha a smile. Who really touched this woman and brought your tape recorder?

Baijia tape is an imported pen recorder. I’m busy taking it from my pocket.
Qin, deputy director of the grabbed the recorder and hid it behind the camera.
After a while, I heard a knock at the door and both of them shouted in at the same time.
Then a woman flashed in and locked the door with a backhand.
The woman wore a low-necked dress. It should be said that her figure was passable, but her face was disappointing. Although she was coated with thick powder, she still could not hide the wrinkles around her eyes and relax her flesh.
Qin, deputy director of the enthusiastically pointed to the sofa sit you sit.
The woman didn’t listen to his greeting and coquettishly lifted the short skirt. She wore a thorough little charming smile and came over to them while she was tired of asking what Mr. Wang wanted.
The woman sat down on the sofa with a push from the White House.
That’s right. Deputy Director Qin’s foot is patting the floor. What’s your name?
A Xiang, but Mr. Wang can call me anything he likes.
Qin, deputy director of the nod is to spray perfume that fragrance, isn’t it? Your perfume is not so bad. She grinned and asked A Xiang how old you are. If we were miss, you would be a miss. Why are you still doing this at such an old age?
I think you have chosen the wrong career. The White House is eager to squint. If we are a pretty girl, how can you do this job?
The woman twisted her hands together and didn’t answer.
Qin, deputy director of the past in a kind look stretched out his hand and patted her on the head, don’t be sad, blame poor people.
PS Chapter Loyalty Record is an official saying at the dinner table that I don’t know what you felt when you heard it. Chapter 3 is a high-level flower game.
Deputy director Qin didn’t go to be a star, which is definitely a great loss for the entertainment industry. The compassionate language is comparable to that of Bodhisattva, and the White House secretly marvels.
Although a well-informed woman is not careful, she is impressed by Sichuanese who hang their heads and spit mosquitoes loudly.
Qin, deputy director of the more kind, who is at home?
A woman can’t afford to wring her hands tightly.
Deputy director Qin doesn’t really want to hear what she says, but acting is always a matter of asking and answering. He waved his hand to stop the woman from talking to you seriously. I won’t say anything. You chose the wrong professional mirror. First, it’s so ugly. Second, it’s so old. Who wants you to say it? I can’t bear to see the woman shaking her head and body with an expression.
Suddenly tears rolled from the woman’s eyes.
Why are you crying? It’s even uglier to cry. It’s strange that the White House sprayed a cigarette in her face. What shame do you need in this line of work?
What you said is that the woman wiped her tears when she said she changed, regardless of the rouge on her face. She got up shamefully and laughed at me for hurting her heart.
The White House noticed that her hands were twisted together again, and her knuckles were white, but people still kept to the rules. The two gentlemen were not interested. I left.
Qin, deputy director of the wanting more, don’t go and sit down.
The woman who paid you said it without waiting for an answer, and the door left firmly.
Qin, deputy director of the party, is quite disappointing, but there are also many beautiful girls here, especially those working girls who are young, beautiful and clean, and a lot of virgins. Some foremen are talking to seven little lovers alone, and their expressions are enviable, while their eyes are shaking Joe’s beautiful shadow.
Don’t look at the foreman’s small family’s money to support the White House. Look at the people who make a fortune in this world. It’s really a shame that you and I are poor enough to tinkle.
Qin, deputy director of the smile, let’s go to boundless love to catch a mermaid. Isn’t Liu Xin, the new poet, good?
The White House’s face changed slightly. He was bent on deducing the modern Roman story, and he didn’t even bring Axin to the front. How did you know that the little girl had already given the king an egg?