Good Morning, Mr. President!

There was a severe pain, which spread from his body in all directions at the fastest speed from this moment, and finally detonated in the chest.

He drew his hand to his side, clenched, and endured, not letting his back reveal any flaws. However, his face became paler and paler, and his footsteps became a lot heavier.

Yun Ling looked at him like this, his heart tightened, and he said nervously, "Not yet, you ..."

"Can you borrow your arm and use it?" If Tang Wei interrupted her worry, her voice was very low and her voice was weak.

"Certainly." Yun Ling held out his hand.

Tang Wei held her big palm on her arm, barely supporting her crumbling body, and her eyes gradually became gray and her eyes became more and more scattered.

Yun Ling's breath tightened, and he wrapped his waist silently with his hands from behind. They must look sweet and intimate like a couple in the back. Yun Ling said: "One more stay, and soon you will reach the elevator."

"Um." Tang Wei nodded.

The distance of just over a hundred meters is so far away for him.

Sure enough, every step away from her journey was difficult and difficult to take.

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Shang Shiyu stood and watched them leave hand in hand, her chest hurting as if stabbed by the sword.

She closed her eyes and hid the moist instinct under her eyes, her cold little hand slowly moved away from Lan Xiao, and helped the wall to re-enter the ward. In the other hand, he still yanked the medicine box tightly, as if holding his treasure.

Lan Xiao looked at the lonely back of Xiao Se, groaned for a moment, and asked nothing, but just followed silently.

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The next day.

Lan Xiao had just entered the company, and the staff at the front desk called him, "Mr. Lan."

"Ok?"

"This is from a gentleman." The other person held out an incubator and handed it to him.

"For me?" Lan Xiao narrowed his eyes and took the box. He reached out and touched the outside, and he could feel the temperature. He poked his lips, which looked like a love breakfast.

"Are you sure you sent a gentleman, not a lady?"

The other responded with a smile: "Not only a gentleman, but a very powerful gentleman."

Lan Xiao shook his head, shook his head, and never even opened it. He pushed back, "Even if the man gives it, I don't have this habit."

After he had spoken, he didn't stop any longer, and then left.

Behind her, the front desk opened curiously, and then sighed, "It's Xiaomi porridge, it's so fragrant ~ Boss, if you don't, can I help you?"

"Okay, you ..." Lan Xiaoyang raised his hand and agreed generously. But halfway through, he turned around, "what did you say was delivered?"

"Xiaomi porridge." The other side looked at him inexplicably.

Lan Xiao thoughtfully. The next moment, he walked back and put the lid on the thermal insulation box. "Is the person sent here probably about 180, with a Chinese character face, and his brow is dark and thick?"

"Well, that's right."

That's right, Tang Wei's side is right!

"Okay, I know." Lan Xiao raised the insulation box and did not return to the company, but turned around and went out.

The other side looked at the back inexplicably, didn't they just say no to it? When I heard Xiaomi Porridge, I turned 180 °.

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Lan Xiao drove his car and went directly to CCAV. Along the way, I even glanced at the insulation box on the co-pilot several times.

I took my cell phone and dialed out a string number.

There, Yu Sheng answered the phone.

"The millet porridge in my company is what your general manager Tang meant?" Lan Xiao asked directly.

"Miss Shang's stomach needs to be well maintained. Mr. Lan, I hope you don't mind."

Lan Xiao adjusted his sitting posture and smiled lazily. "Don't you mind that Tang Tang's credit is so important?"

"The meaning of Siye, I believe Lan can always appreciate it."

Lan Xiao slipped his lips and said nothing. Tang Wei went around in such a circle to send Xiaomi porridge to himself, naturally to prevent Shi Yu from knowing his thoughts.

It seemed that his attitude towards Shi Yu yesterday was not simple.

Lan Xiao shook his head. He really didn't understand these complicated humans.

When he got downstairs to CCAV, he called Shiyu. Shang Shiyu soon came down. He was still sitting in the car without getting out of the car, just rolling down the window.

"Why did you come here so early?" Shang Shiyu glanced at his watch. It's only eight o'clock.

"Come here to see if you have breakfast or not. How about this temporary date, isn't it good?" Lan Xiaoyang looked down and asked for praise.

"Well ~" Shang Shiyu said he didn't believe it. "Did you come to our stage to do something?"

Lan Xiao handed her the thermos bottle from the window, Shang Shiyu held her in his arms and was surprised.

Lan Xiao explained: "Xiaomi porridge, for your stomach."

Shang Shiyu was surprised to lift the lid, and the fragrant porridge also brought the warmth of the face, which made her originally cold heart rise a thick warmth. She looked at Lan Xiao with deep eyes and said gratefully, "Thank you."

Lan Xiao opened her lips and wanted to say something, but after all, she said nothing.

However, this "thank you" made him feel ashamed. So he waved his hands impatiently, "Okay, if you really appreciate it, remember to finish drinking the porridge. Hurry up and go to work!"

"Well, then I went up."

"Also!" Lan Xiao stopped her, "Don't forget to take your medicine on time. You have to be like before, your stomach will cause you a big problem sooner or later!"

The last sentence, he said with a serious face. On the contrary, Shang Shiyu laughed. "I know, I eat on time."

"Go." Lan Xiao waved his hand and watched as she walked into the building holding the thermos, until the figure was completely invisible, he looked back.

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"Wow ~~" Since she opened the incubator in the lounge, Ning Mu turned around her. "Shangshang, you love breakfast can do it! Xiaomi porridge, but also a nutrition soup for you. Can't tell It turned out that Mr. Lan was so careful? "

"Do you want to drink a little?"

Ning Mu shook her head again and again, "I don't want it. This is a love card. It's for you. What should I drink?"

Shang Shiyu took a spoonful and took a sip. The taste of the entrance shocked her, and she was a little stunned.

She took another sip immediately.

This smell ...

So familiar.

She felt like she was in trouble, but she thought it was like Tang Wei's porridge. But how is that possible? He will never cook for her again. In the future, he will not have any chance to taste his craft.

Thinking of this, the originally sweet porridge became increasingly bitter. Between the nose, there was a faint astringency. Afraid of leaking her emotions in front of Ning Mu, she just buried her mouth and sipped porridge.