Sweet wife has something to say: President, chat in the room

There are still two sentences left.

When Gong Zhuoxi heard what Zhao Meihan said was a mess, she was really a teammate like a pig, he despised her, and Zhao Meihan immediately made a movement of zipping his mouth in fright, and then looked left and right: "So It’s hot weather, I have to walk back, I’m so tired, why don’t we go to a coffee shop?” Maybe this will offset the last two sentences.

Zhao Meihan has figured out the way.

"What do you sit on, hurry back to the dormitory, I drove over here!" Qian Xu looked disgusted.

"Hey, smart, where is your car? It's so hot that I'm going to turn on the air conditioner! Ah! I saw it. Qianxu, talk to Mr. President for a while, I just heard you say you miss him yesterday."

After saying that, Zhao Meihan smeared the soles of her feet with oil and slipped away, or else she would have to wait for Qianxu to confront her face to face.

"Me! When did I miss him!" Seeing that Zhao Meihan had disappeared, Qian Xu turned her head to look at Gong Zhuoxi. Sure enough, Gong Zhuoxi was misunderstood by Chenggong. At noon, the more Qian Xu watched, the more frightened she became.

She shuddered: "President, don't be angry, I didn't miss you, I really didn't miss you, the world can learn from you! How can I have time to think about you when I'm so busy!"

Gong Zhuoxi's face turned stinky in an instant.

Seeing Gong Zhuoxi's expression, Qian Xu panicked even more. She wanted to cry but had no tears: it's all because of that Zhao Meihan, she came out to pick her up with good intentions, but in the end she framed her and revenged her!She must ask Zhao Meihan to walk back by herself later!snort!

She continued to argue: "President, you have a lot of people. It's not what you think. Zhao Meihan lied, it's none of... none of my business... oh!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't expect the CEO to see that there was no one around, and suddenly reached out and hooked the back of Qian Xu's head, and moved his own face.

Lips pressed against lips, Qian Xu was stunned again.

What's the matter?

After a while, Gong Zhuoxi let go of Qianxu, and pursed his lips. His lips seemed to smell of Qianxu's lipstick. He frowned, and shaved Qianxu's cheeks with his hand. He didn't feel the pinkness, but felt Oily, that is the usual texture of the skin after sweating: "No makeup? Very good."

Qian Xu: "..."

The action of the emotional CEO just now was just to check whether she has makeup on?

You check if you put on makeup and you can't kiss me either!Hello!

Qian Xu was about to say something when Gong Zhuoxi pointed her chin in the direction of Qian Xu's car: "Drink plenty of water when you go back. It's hot, so you don't have to pick her up next time."

Qian Xu: "..."

Why does this sound so familiar?

Gong Zhuoxi: "Let's go." After saying this, he waved to her.

As if possessed by a demon, Qian Xu walked mechanically to her Porsche, opened the door, and sat in. Seeing that Gong Zhuoxi also sat back in his own car, the driver backed up unceremoniously, and then the Rolls-Royce He ran away under the eyes of Qian Xu and Zhao Meihan.

Zhao Meihan: "See how much Gong Zhuoxi cares about you, Qian Xiaoxu, don't you feel a little bit cautious?"

Qian Xu finally came back to her senses, and in an instant she was out of breath: "What's the matter with the heart, the face of the big boss just now, I was so scared that my heart stopped!"

It's really frustrating. She still can't figure out what the chief executive's mood is like. It will be cloudy and sunny. President, when you want to change your expression, you should tell me in advance so that I can be mentally prepared ah!

While complaining about Gong Zhuoxi, Qian Xu started the car, she couldn't feel the scorching sun, she felt really distressed.

Zhao Meihan looked at Qianxu's troubled appearance along the way, and sighed silently in her heart: She also said that the CEO is just a passerby, and every word and deed of that person can affect your emotions, Qianxu, Qianxu , you can feel that you like Yang Yuduo, why can't you feel that you like Gong Zhuoxi?

At the same time, Zhao Meihan thought to herself, wondering who Qian Xu would defend when Yang Yuduo and Gong Zhuoxi fought... It's a pity that neither of these two has any friendship with her, otherwise she would have to plan something.

[Qianxu's inner OS: Thank you, my good roommate in China! 】

It was Friday in the blink of an eye. In the evening, Qian Xu returned to her long-absent home, rolled around on her two-meter-by-two-meter bed for a long time, and sighed comfortably: "Ah! I can finally sleep tomorrow." Lazy."

As soon as the voice fell, her cell phone rang.

Qian Xu took it over and took a look, hey, it turned out to be a senior brother: "Hey, senior brother, are you off work?"

Brother Yang, who was walking towards the rental house on the road, habitually raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a gentle voice: "Xiaoxu, you just got off work, are you home now?"

"Yeah!" Qian Xu threw herself on the pillow, "Hey, since I was hospitalized, I don't have much time to go home and have a look. Now I really feel that home is really nice, the quilt is soft, the pillow is soft, and everything is soft." Soft!"

"Haha, you little lazy pig, you just want to sleep in."

"Brother is simply too smart!"

"Well, are you free tonight? Let me honor my promise and treat you to dinner?" Yang Yuduo was not impressed by Qianxu's flattery.

"Tonight, I'll take a look." Saying that, Qian Xu jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen door to have a look. In the kitchen, the servants had almost prepared dinner.

Qian Xu pouted and sat on the sofa: "Brother, I'm sorry, the family has already cooked dinner tonight, or tomorrow?"

Yang Yuduo looked at his watch: "Tomorrow... Tomorrow I will only have time in the evening. Since I have already handed in my resignation letter, I will continue to be busy with handing over affairs tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter to me, it will be night at night, then you can send me the address of your office, and I will pick you up then?"

"okay, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Qian Xu was so happy that she flew up: la la la, I haven't had a meal appointment with my senior brother alone for a long time, la la la, what clothes are I going to wear tomorrow...

At five o'clock on Saturday evening, Qianxu had already packed herself up. Seeing that there was still an hour before her senior brother got off work, Qianxu wanted to stay at home for half an hour before starting, but she was sitting, standing, and walking at home. I felt restless and couldn't sit still.

"Let's go early, maybe there is a traffic jam on the road?" Qian Xu said to herself, picked up her bag and said hello to her family before going out.

It's a pity that there are basically no people outside at this point, not to mention the traffic jam, the journey was very smooth, and Qianxu arrived 10 minutes earlier than expected.

Looking at the big 17:25 on the phone, Qian Xu was depressed. She parked the car in a nearby parking space. From the direction of parking, she could see exactly who entered and exited the brother's office.

Then she saw a woman in black professional attire walking out quickly, and Qianxu was a little surprised: This girl is really good-looking, with delicate features and looks very young.

He opened the mirror and looked at himself, and Qian Xu flicked his skin: "Hey, the skin is in good condition, but Mommy strictly stipulates that I can't wear makeup, and I am a primary school student even if I wear Armani. I don’t know if senior brother will be disappointed…”

Qian Xu winked at the mirror, and saw the lesbian who came out just now walked in quickly carrying a shopping bag from a certain supermarket.

"Tsk tsk, is the office very busy? Even walking is in a hurry."