Young master, your vest fell off

Fu Miaomiao has always had a very accurate understanding of her IQ, and she is indeed quite smart, but this time, she "yes" for a long time, but her mind just doesn't turn around, and she can't think of what to say.

The employee bowed his head and smiled, "General manager, I understand."

Fu Miaomiao: "..."

No, don't understand!
Shame to death.

The employee looked up at Fu Miaomiao again, coughed lightly and said, "Don't worry, general manager, I'm very strict and I will never speak out."

Fu Miaomiao was about to cry, "If I tell you that the passion I'm talking about is not that, would you believe it?"

The employee nodded again, "Boss, I understand."

Fu Miaomiao: "..."

She came out of the company with a small face in mourning.

Situ Han stood leaning against the car door, and saw Fu Miaomiao coming out with a sullen face from a distance, and couldn't help laughing lowly.

Fu Miaomiao stared at Situ Han's schadenfreude, walked quickly a few steps, got into the car like a gust of wind, waved at Situ Han again, and urged, "Hurry up!"

Situ Han laughed loudly, quickly got into the car, and started the engine, "It's not something to be ashamed of..."

"It's not ashamed!" Fu Miaomiao's voice was full of tears, "Situ Han, can you stop seducing me in that direction in the future? You know me well... If you don't seduce me, I can't help it. I'm still in the company. Fortunately, the employee said that she is very strict with her mouth, oh... I hope it is true, otherwise I will have no face to go to work tomorrow, can I work at home from now on?"

Situ Han nodded with a smile, "Okay, then you will have more time to spend with me and An An."

Fu Miaomiao gave Situ Han a sad look and refused to talk to him.

Situ Han controls the steering wheel with both hands, and when he holds the steering wheel with his knuckles clearly, he looks even more slender.

He glanced sideways at Fu Miaomiao, continued to look ahead, and said with a low smile: "It shouldn't be, that incident is not a shameful one, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Miaomiao pouted, "I know, but there's no need to bring it up."

"The two of us said it in private, but we were overheard by accident. Besides, you only said that you were very enthusiastic at night, but you didn't say anything about enthusiasm. You can say that you are practicing bullfighting at night."

Fu Miaomiao: "..."

You are still quick-witted.

"Are you hungry?" Situ Han changed the topic.

Fu Miaomiao shook her head, "I ate it last night, and don't you think I've gained a lot of weight recently? My face is round."

Situ Han smiled silently, "Fater looks better."

"You're fat!" Fu Miaomiao yelled back with her eyes closed.

Bastard, he really thinks she's fat!

Situ Han felt very innocent, "I followed your words."

Fu Miaomiao looked at Situ Han with disgust, "Aren't you pretty flirtatious? Now you can't anymore, let me teach you. When I say I am fat, you will say I am not fat, even if I say I have a belly It hurts, you have to say, don't make trouble, you don't have a stomach, understand?"

Situ Han nodded to show he understood, and asked by inference: "Then what if you have a headache?"

Fu Miaomiao: "...shut up, you have no brains!"

Fu Miaomiao gave Situ Han a blank look again, before returning to seriousness, "By the way, Xiao Nian told me something today, but reminded me... I haven't given you a grand wedding yet, will you have one?" What do you think?"

The corners of Situ Han's eyes twitched, "Marriage is a matter between the two of us, why did you give it to me?"

Fu Miaomiao opened her mouth, "Situ Han, you are such a straight man, why did you pick up the words?"

Situ Han laughed at Fu Miaomiao's words, but she was right, shouldn't the focus be on their wedding?

"I don't have any ideas, but I have many ideas about the wedding, but every idea is based on our love for each other." Situ Han said pointedly.

Ever since he realized that he was in love with Fu Miaomiao, he had thought about giving her a grand wedding more than once, but...

Turning his head to look at Fu Miaomiao again, Situ Han shook his head in his heart.

Wait a minute.

Fu Miaomiao blinked, "Don't we love each other now?"

Situ Han nodded, "It's true that we love each other, but is there any difference between your feelings for me and your relatives and friends?"

"Of course not. I treat everyone equally. You are all equally important to me." Fu Miaomiao said sincerely.

Situ Han: "..."

That's why he said wait.

He changed the subject, "How was your lunch today?"

Fu Miaomiao immediately followed Situ Han's rhythm, "It's not bad, Fu Yanqiu should have true love for Aunt Lan, at least what I saw is true, but how long this true love can last, I don't know."

When she said the last two sentences, Fu Miaomiao's voice was a little ethereal, and her eyes fell out of the window.

Situ Han knew that Fu Miaomiao was an idiot about love, but she knew what she wanted. What she wanted was undivided attention, even if it was a little plain, it would flow forever.

This kind of love, Situ Han was sure, he could give her, from the moment he recognized her, he was sure.

But it's not an oath, it's not meant to be said.

He always complains that Fu Miaomiao is an idiot about love, but he is very patient, guiding her step by step and waiting for her.

Fu Miaomiao looked sideways at Situ Han again, "Tell me, do men always have a cinnabar mole on their hearts? Do you have it too?"

Situ Han: "Cinnabar mole?"

What is it?
Fu Miaomiao shook her head, but said nothing.

The next day at work, Situ Han called Gu Mo.

"What is a cinnabar mole?"

He checked online last night, cinnabar mole is a type of mole.

But Fu Miaomiao obviously didn't want to discuss a mole with him anymore.

Gu Mo was a little bored, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Situ Han gave Gu Mo a "less nonsense" look.

Gu Mo immediately said: "Speaking of cinnabar moles, you are asking the right person, I am a great lover, why don't I know?"

Situ Han snorted.

Gu Mo: "..."

have been offended.

He curled his lips, "What's wrong with the single dog? Am I not also your love consultant for the single dog?"

He coughed lightly, and continued: "This cinnabar mole...Let's put it this way, maybe every man has had two women like this, at least two, who married a red rose, and over time, it became so red that it became a red rose on the wall." If you marry a white rose, the white one is a grain of rice sticking to your clothes, and the red one is a cinnabar mole on your heart."

Situ Han: "...Did you say that?"

Gu Mo smiled with a guilty conscience, scratched his head and said, "No, no, Zhang Ailing said it, why don't I explain it to you, borrowing the scriptures."