Pull the girl to provoke the cool president

When it was time for lunch, Qiao Ximo sneaked into Chi Yeche's office again like a thief.

"Huh—" Qiao Ximo breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he walked into Chi Yeche's office.

Seeing Qiao Ximo's appearance, Chi Yeche couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips cutely: "What's wrong? Are you tired from work?"

"No, every time I come to your place, I seem to be afraid of being seen by my colleagues, and I feel frightened. Every time I do this, I feel that I will lose ten years of my life."

Chi Yeche reached out and pinched Qiao Ximo's soft face: "Don't say such things."

"Why, you are really afraid that I will lose ten years of my life. Anyway, you are ten years older than me, and I will lose ten years of my life, so we can grow old together! If you leave before me, I will not be able to live..." Some When Qiao Ximo saw some grandparents lost their wives, and their children often did not go home to see them, it was really pitiful...

Chi Yeche responded jokingly: "That's not bad."

"That..." Qiao Ximo started, biting her lips in embarrassment, she was about to ask such a stupid question again. "If I leave you like Xu Ruoning... what will you do?"

Chi Yeche frowned, his face looked a little ugly. "Why do you think of such a mess again?"

"I just want to know...it's just a hypothesis..."

"I think I'll leave with you."

Although he felt a little crazy, Qiao Ximo was inexplicably satisfied when he heard Chi Yeche's answer.

Qiao Ximo took Chi Yeche's arm and rubbed against his strong arm like a kitten.

"Unless it is the last day of my life, no matter what happens, I will never leave you."

"What are you holding in your hand?" Chi Yeche asked after noticing that Qiao Ximo was carrying a thermos.

"My boss gave this to me. Thank you for sending her child home yesterday. She said she made it by herself. I haven't eaten it yet. It shouldn't be cold. Let's eat it together." Qiao Ximo walked to the sofa as he said. Before doing it, open the lid of the thermos and pour a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus paste for Chi Yeche.

Taking a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus paste, Qiao Ximo couldn't help sighing: "Wow, it's delicious!" If it wasn't for the fact that Wen Xiya didn't seem like the kind of person who would tell lies, Qiao Ximo felt that it was bought from outside Sweet osmanthus paste!To be precise, it is much better than the ones sold outside!If Wen Xiya sells sweet-scented osmanthus paste, it will definitely be reported, sweet-scented osmanthus paste Xishi or something!

Seeing Qiao Ximo's appearance, Chi Yeche couldn't help shaking his head: "Is it so delicious?" It was just a bowl of ordinary-looking sweet-scented osmanthus paste, which made Qiao Ximo so excited, should he take her with him? Going to eat something delicious?

"Drink it quickly, it's really delicious!"

Chi Yeche picked up the bowl and took a sip. At first he thought it was a very ordinary bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus paste. Although it was delicious, but for him who had eaten all the delicacies, this bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus paste was not very tasty, but...

Chi Yeche was shocked, and the hand holding the bowl froze in the air. This smell...so familiar...like...the smell of the sweet-scented osmanthus paste she once made for him.

Seeing Chi Yeche like this, Qiao Ximo couldn't help laughing.

"Who just asked with a stinking face just now, is there such a good drink? Seeing you like this, you are stunned by the delicious drink."

Qiao Ximo shook his head helplessly.

Because of Qiao Ximo's words, Chi Yeche came to his senses.Maybe he just remembered it wrong... After all, so many years have passed, maybe the sweet-scented osmanthus paste that Xu Ruoning cooked for himself didn't taste like this.

It's just... a little similar, right?

Chi Yeche smiled lightly: "It's better than I imagined."

He sneaked a few glances at Chi Yeche, seeing how Chi Yeche drank the sweet-scented osmanthus paste in one gulp, it seems that he really likes to drink this... Thinking of Qiao Ximo, he made a silent decision in his heart.

After lunch, Qiao Ximo returned to the office.

Walking to Wen Xiya's desk, Qiao Ximo put the thermos on her desk, said with a smile, "I've already finished drinking the sweet-scented osmanthus paste, it's really delicious, that..." Qiao Ximo felt a little displeased. Feel free to speak up.

"If you can, can you teach me how to do it?"

Qiao Ximo saw that Chi Yeche seemed to like drinking, so he really wanted to learn how to make it for him...

Wen Xiya looked up at Qiao Ximo. "Be a boyfriend to drink?"

Qiao Ximo scratched her face in embarrassment, and replied in a low voice like a mosquito buzzing. "Um……"

"No problem, I have time after get off work, even today."

Hearing that Wen Xiya agreed, Qiao Ximo raised a bright smile on his face: "Thank you! Let's do it today!"

"Is your boyfriend from our company?" Wen Xiya asked suddenly.

Unexpectedly, Wen Xiya would ask this, Qiao Ximo froze for a moment: "How do you know..."

Wen Xiya lowered her head, and answered Qiao Ximo while working: "Seeing that you always rush out during your lunch break, I wonder if you went to eat with your boyfriend."

Qiao Ximo gave an embarrassed "hmm".

When it was time to get off work, Qiao Ximo sent Chi Yeche a text message.

"You don't have to send me back today. I have something to do. I will go back by myself."

Not long after, Chi Yeche replied a text message.

"Where to go?"

Qiao Ximo wanted to surprise Chi Yeche by killing her, so she couldn't tell Chi Yeche that she was going to Wen Xiya's house to learn how to make sweet-scented osmanthus paste.

"Go out and play with Xiaorui and the others."

"Well, let's go."

When it was time to get off work, Qiao Ximo followed Wen Xiya to her home.

Just as I opened the door and walked in, I heard a crisp voice: "Mom, you are back."

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Wen Yuhan knew that Wen Xiya must be back, and ran out of her room in a hurry, only to see that besides Wen Xiya, Qiao Ximo was also standing there at the door, Wen Yuhan's face Can't help raising a bright smile: "Sister Qiao, you are here."

Seeing Wen Yuhan and Qiao Ximo's mouth raised involuntarily, Qiao Ximo liked Wen Yuhan quite a bit, for some reason, it seemed to be a kind of fate.

"Yeah. Yuhan didn't get lost today, did he?"

Hearing Qiao Ximo's words, Wen Yuhan blushed in embarrassment. After all, he was an 11-year-old boy, so he would naturally feel embarrassed if he got lost. "I remember the way now..."

"Yuhan, go back to your room and do your homework. Mom has something to do with her."

"En!" Wen Yuhan nodded obediently, smiled playfully at Qiao Ximo, and ran back to the room to do homework.

Wen Xiya took Qiao Ximo to the kitchen and began to teach Qiao Ximo how to make sweet-scented osmanthus paste.

"May I ask who you learned from? It's really delicious." Qiao Ximo couldn't help asking curiously.