Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

Recently, there have been a lot of big orders in the studio, and everyone is very busy. Aning was also exhausted, but Schweisen always had the most orders.

After finally getting off work, Aning collapsed on the sofa exhausted, covering his eyes with his elbows, exhausted both physically and mentally.

She was wondering if she could skip work tomorrow.

The phone vibrated several times in succession, and she glanced lazily at the caller's contact.

It's Fu Shiyan.

She answered the phone, her tone weak.

"Brother Shi Yan, I won't go to your place for dinner tonight."

Fu Shiyan heard the dullness in her tone and asked her, "What's wrong?"

"I'm too tired from work."

speechless for a moment

"Actually, you don't have to go to work," he said.

"If I don't work, then you support me." An Ning replied angrily.

"I raise you."

"Huh?" When he heard this, Aning suddenly sobered up a lot and sat up from the sofa like a corpse.

Did she hear it right just now?

"You don't have to go to work, I can support you."

Fu Shiyan repeated it again, and the cold and low voice responded clearly to her ears word by word.

These words are like the gorgeous fireworks exploding in the night sky, suddenly exploding and lighting up the dusk.

Aning was stunned for a long time. If this was true, then this must be the most touching love story she had heard this year.

It's like eating sandwich chocolate. When you bite into it, there is rich and sweet chocolate sauce inside, which is sweet to your heart.

"Come out and open the door." Fu Shiyan said again.

"Ang? What door should you open?" She said blankly.

"Your door."

"!!"

Aning jumped up from the sofa and was stunned for a few seconds.

My door?

Go quickly and open the door.

This was the first time Fu Shiyan came to her house. Although she lived across the street, Aning usually ran to his house.

The man was wearing pink strawberry shoes that didn't match him, and he looked at her residence calmly.

Very good, no trace of the opposite sex.

If Aning knew what he was thinking at the moment, she would definitely roll her eyes. Apart from going to work, she just spends time with him every day, so she has no time to meet other members of the opposite sex.

While Fu Shiyan was looking around outside, Aning rummaged around in the kitchen and only found a pack of chrysanthemum tea, which she bought as a gift with the kettle.

In order to show that he was not neglectful, Aning made a cup of chrysanthemum tea.

In the clear glass, four or five chrysanthemums float slowly in the container.

Fu Shiyan was wearing a suit and leather shoes. He sat on the sofa with his back straight, his shoulder blades clearly defined, and his well-jointed hands holding chrysanthemum tea. He had the feeling of an old cadre.

"Where are you working?"

The man suddenly asked the little girl in front of him.

"A photography studio." Aning sat on the single sofa to his left with his back straight and his hands folded on his thighs, like a well-behaved child who was questioned by his parents after his final grades.

But actually she was panicking because what the man said on the phone didn't sound like a joke.

"It's pretty good there, my colleagues are nice, and the salary offered by the boss is not bad." She was afraid that he would really come to persuade her to resign. Although she didn't want to go to work, as an independent woman in today's society, she still had to have her own career is better.

"Besides, there's no way you won't be tired from work."

She didn't give him a chance to speak, so she finished everything herself.

"Well, then go home when you're tired, I can take care of you."

Fu Shiyan knew that the little girl was the kind of person who complained verbally but was very responsible for her work, otherwise she wouldn't work overtime every three days.

He put down the cup of chrysanthemum tea and handed her a black card, "Pocket money, password six 1."

Aning always felt that the plot of handing out cards was very familiar, and she stared at the man's slender white hands and the black card.

She remembered, wasn't this a novel she had been reading a few days ago?

The handsome male protagonist in it also threw out his black card and said affectionately to the female protagonist: "This unlimited black card is your pocket money."

She found out the truth. It turns out that the president really likes to give black cards whenever she disagrees.

Taking the black card tremblingly, Aning pointed to a book on the coffee table and said very seriously: "Brother Shi Yan, do you know that the way you gave me the black card looked like the boss in this book."

Following the direction of her finger, Fu Shiyan saw on the cover of the book, a handsome and tall man kissing the petite girl in his arms. Next to it were the seven characters "Forced Love by Domineering President". His eyes couldn't help but twitch twice and he frowned slightly.

"Read less of these non-nutritious books." Teach the children bad words.

???

How come her book has no nutrition when it comes to him? There are many people in the studio who want to borrow from her!

"Why is this book no longer nutritious? It's very girly, okay? I tell you, no girl can bear the love of a domineering president."

"Do you like this?" Fu Shiyan raised his eyes and looked at the winking little girl, and said incomprehensively.

The little girl blinked her eyes and nodded without hesitation: "I like it!"