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The call was hung up there, Qi Yan put down the phone and walked directly to his girlfriend who was watching the video.

He picked the person up again, like a child, and easily let the other person sit on his arm.

Song Yian was startled by the other party's actions, and his phone almost ran out of his hand.

"What are you doing? You scared me to death."

Qi Yan buried himself in his girlfriend's soft chest, breathing in the scent of Song Yi'an.

"Charge for a while."

It was said to be charging, but it turned out that he was being kissed and touched, and his hands were not restless at all.

Song Yian had done it several times today, but he really didn't have the energy to accompany the man to continue such nonsense.

"Okay, that's it after eating. Put me down. I have to go back to sleep. I have to go to work tomorrow."

Although Qi Yan was reluctant to give up, he still let the person go back, even though he had the ability to let the other person stay at home without having to do anything, and he would have no worries about food and clothing, and be happy.

But he still respects the other party's ideas. If she wants to continue working, then go ahead. If the other party wants to resign, then he can support her for the rest of his life.

If you want to work, then find a class; if you don't want to work, then just be a happy salted fish.

If you have such conditions, you can certainly give your lover more choices.

"One last hug for An An, okay? Just once. I can't sleep with you tonight."

The man's voice was filled with disappointment, as if he was a drowned dog. Song Yi'an hugged the man and pressed a kiss on the side of his face.

Then before the man could react, he put on his mask and glasses, opened the office door and walked out.

The people in the secretarial office thought that his gaze was very secretive. In fact, Song Yi'an could feel that he was baptized by everyone's gaze as soon as he came out.

Fortunately, she was wearing sunglasses and a mask, so she wasn't afraid of being noticed by others.

The assistant still respectfully led the person to the door of the company, watched the person get into the car driven by the president's driver, and then returned to the office with peace of mind to report back to the president.

"Mr. Qi, I have seen Madam get on the car."

"Well, everyone has worked hard overtime today. I will get double the overtime pay, and give them some late night snacks, milk tea, etc., and I will reimburse them."

It must be said that after being nourished by love, Qi Yan's whole body seemed like a spring breeze.

When the assistant sent the good news to the group, everyone exploded.

There are layers of emoticons, but they all express only one meaning.

"Thank you to the president's wife for sponsoring a good mood president."

"Thank you, Madam President, for your kindness. I, Zhang Desan, will remember it today."

"Twice the salary, that's great. I've hit a big wall for the company, and I can still fight for two more nights."

"It doesn't have to be like this upstairs."

"Am I the only one who wants the CEO's wife to come every day? Woohoo, I just went to deliver the documents, and the CEO actually looked so nice."

The chat in the group was lively. It was actually a small group created privately by many people in the company for private chat. There were no leaders, so everyone could speak freely.

Qi Yan was still standing at the door of the office, stupidly recalling the kiss just now, his fingertips gently tapping on the place where he had just been kissed.

The joy in his heart burst out, and Qi Yan seemed to be filled with electricity and full of energy. It seemed that his offensive in the past few days was not useless. His An An should like him a little bit.

That night, Qi Yan was busy solving the emergency, so he didn't go back to Song Yian's home. Song Yian lay on the bed alone and covered himself with a quilt for a long time to keep warm.

Don't tell me, this man is really good at warming the bed. His whole body is as hot as a stove. When he gets under the quilt, it's like he's wearing an electric blanket.

Then let's give him another point, Song Yi'an thought to himself.

The next day it was still the morning when the alarm clock woke her up, but the man seemed to have a telepathic connection and called her while she was washing.

He said he had ordered breakfast for her and should have arrived at the door.

Song Yian opened the door and saw that breakfast had indeed arrived, and it looked like he had a lot of portions.

The delivery man came in with two big bags. By the time Song Yi'an changed his clothes and came out, the delivery man had already left.

The small dining table is filled with beautiful and delicious gadgets, including crystal clear shrimp dumplings, soft and boneless chicken feet, rice-flavored steamed pork ribs, rice rolls as thin as cicada wings, spicy and delicious Cowboy ribs.

The portion size of each portion is well controlled. The delivery person just now should be the exclusive delivery person for that morning tea restaurant. Even though it is delivery, he still maintains a beautiful presentation.

Song Yi had a family version of morning tea with peace of mind and satisfaction. The soy sauce drizzled on the rice rolls must be the merchant's secret recipe. It was refreshing and delicious.

It was much more delicious than the rice rolls from the takeaway place she ordered from before. After eating, I took a photo of the man and sent it to him.

"Morning tea is delicious. Have you had breakfast?"

As soon as I got my bag and went downstairs, the driver was already waiting there. Upon seeing this, the other party immediately stepped forward and opened the back seat door.

"Good morning, Miss Song. The boss asked me to come and pick you up for work."

There was no need to squeeze into the subway, so of course Song Yian would not refuse. When he got on the bus, he added another message to the man.

"Why are you so considerate? Do you want a reward?"

The man was probably not awake at this time. After all, he worked an all-night shift yesterday. Song Yian didn't expect the other party to reply when he sent a message.

Just as I was about to turn off my phone and close my eyes for a while in the car, the message came over.

"If it tastes good, I'll order it for you next time. That guy Su Xiao recommended it to me.

If An An is willing to give me a reward, that's not impossible. Can I have a double kiss today? "

Song Yi'an was not a stingy person, so he naturally spoke generously.

"Okay, double kiss today, is it that simple? Don't want to do anything else."

The man also sent a voice message, his voice was a little tired and hoarse, but he could tell that the other person was probably lying on the bed now, because there was a sound of quilt rubbing next to the receiver.

"An An, do you want to give me other rewards? Can I be more bold and make a request?"

"Okay, I'm in a good mood today. I'll give you some small benefits."

"That's great. I'll make a request when I get off work today. I'll still wait for you at the same place. An'an should catch up on her sleep in the car first. She should be very sleepy."

The man could guess right. After all, the laborer struggled to get up from the bed. It was impossible not to feel sleepy.

Song Yian sent an emoticon of nodding obediently, then turned off his phone and leaned on the car seat with his eyes closed to relax.

The car drove smoothly, and as soon as it stopped, Song Yian woke up immediately.

After saying hello to the driver, he skillfully opened the car door and got out of the car, then walked towards the company.

However, I still felt a little regretful because I almost got perfect attendance and persisted for two weeks.