Pick up a president's bun

When An Cheng woke up in the morning, there was still Da Zhuang's body temperature in the quilt, but he was gone.

Hearing that there was still no sound on the baby's small wooden bed, and thinking that he was still sleeping, An Cheng got up lightly, and walked over to have a look. The baby was sleeping soundly with the thumb of a small hand stuffed in his mouth.

An Cheng smiled silently, gently untied the diapers on the baby's waist and looked at them, they were all dry, and thought that Da Zhuang had already replaced the baby with new ones before leaving, otherwise, the baby would have woke up.

An Cheng went downstairs and saw that Aunt Xu had also woken up, and said hello with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Zhou, is the baby still sleeping?"

An Cheng also smiled and said, "It's early for you too. Yes, the baby sleeps like a piglet, even if there is thunder outside, it won't wake you up."

When An Cheng arrived at the restaurant, he saw that breakfast was already set on the table. The leek box, cornmeal steamed buns, and peanut and walnut soymilk were cooked until golden on both sides. The temperature was suitable, neither hot nor cold.

Aunt Xu smiled and said: "Mr. Tian made them all. I said I went out to buy breakfast, but Mr. Tian said that you like to eat his own food. It is clean, hygienic and nutritious. Mr. Tian gets up early in the morning to knead the noodles and eat meat with leeks. Stuffing stuffing, making soy milk, I worked hard for more than half an hour, just to make you eat comfortably. Where did you see such a considerate man? Mr. Zhou, you are really lucky."

An Cheng smiled and said, "Okay, Aunt Xu, go upstairs to check on the baby. If he wakes up, feed him some peanut and soy milk as well. Just drinking milk powder will make you angry."

After Aunt Xu left, An Cheng ate breakfast alone. The snow-white thick soy milk and several delicate pastries seemed to contain strong and gentle love, sweet and warm.

While An Cheng felt his love, he also felt a little distressed. Da Zhuang, why do you want him to take such trouble to make breakfast? I would rather he sleep a little longer!

Da Zhuang was so busy during this period. During the construction period of the hunting villa, he had to go to the construction site every day to keep an eye on everything. Experience can only be learned by oneself, and it also involves the personal safety of a tourist, which cannot be sloppy at all, so Da Zhuang almost devotes all his attention to the construction of the villa, striving for perfection in every detail.

At the same time, in order to be a man who can match An Cheng, Da Zhuang still needs to improve himself in terms of cultural knowledge, and he has to go to night school to study in his busy schedule, so he can only occupy the rest time at night.Therefore, after work, Da Zhuang often rushes to night school without even having dinner, but he just buys a biscuit or steamed stuffed bun when he drives past a small shop on the street, and eats it to solve his stomach problem, and then attends lectures until 09:30 Go home at ten.When I go home, my wife and son are often asleep. It is really hard work.Even so, Da Zhuang insisted on making breakfast for An Cheng every morning.

After An Cheng arrived at the company, he looked at today's schedule, and decided to turn down an eleven o'clock one, so that he could rush to the hunting villa to see the situation there, and have lunch with Da Zhuang by the way. This guy leaves early every day and goes late at night. Gui, who wears stars and wears stars, even though he sleeps in the same bed every day, An Cheng feels like he hasn't seen him for a long time.

An Cheng stayed in the office for a while, always feeling that someone outside was exclaiming "Wow, wow, wow". He didn't know what was going on, so he opened the door and went out to have a look.

It is indeed amazing!

Outside the president's office is the secretary's office area. Three secretaries with different duties are led by the president's assistant, He Meiyao, to handle all kinds of desk work. The little girls who got the secretary's job couldn't stop admiring, but the person involved, He Meiyao, looked calm.

Seeing An Cheng coming out, the girls hurriedly said hello: "President." "President Zhou."

Then he took the initiative to introduce the situation to An Cheng: "President, look, Miss He is so charming, the flowers are given by...the blue enchantress, the most expensive..."

"Who brought it?"

"I don't know, hey, there is a card sandwiched here, Miss He, please open it and have a look..."

He Meiyao showed no sign of coyness, and opened it graciously.

An Cheng saw it at a glance. The signature "Zhou Anpeng" was written in a fluttering style. It was a handwriting practiced by the old man for many years, and it was difficult for him to practice these three characters perfectly.

It's just, "The cool breeze has a letter, the autumn moon is boundless, and the mood of Sijiao is like a year." This typesetting is a bit ridiculous, revealing the essence of poor handwriting, especially when it is arranged on such a light blue exquisite card. Especially looks terrible.

However, the little girls don't care about the words of the flower sender, but care about the heart of the person who sent the pile of flowers, and they continue to gossip: "Tsk tsk tsk, it turned out that Minister Zhou sent it. It's really a big deal. President." , People say that brothers are exactly the same, so when you chased your wife, did you also send such a large bunch of flowers?"

The girls working for the president all knew that the president was married. Although they had never seen what the president's wife looked like, she must be a fairy-like figure who reminded people of "the years are quiet and the world is stable".

An Cheng thought to himself, there really isn't one. Speaking of which, I have neither sent nor received flowers.Da Zhuang, who has no romantic cells, only planted flowers in the garden, but never picked one and gave it to me.

However, looking at the table full of blue enchantresses wrapped in beautiful plastic paper by the flower house, and the deliberately exaggerated false romance, An Cheng felt that it was nothing serious, but sat in his small garden, smelling the big The natural aroma of yellow orchids, laurel, and jasmine planted by Zhuang himself, admiring the roses hanging from the flower stand, and eating delicious home-cooked food made by Zhuang, the feeling of happiness is tranquil, real and lasting.

An Cheng said lightly: "Proper romance is fine. However, the office is a place to work. I hope you don't bring too many personal things in. It will affect yourself, others, and the office environment."

He Meiyao immediately said: "Yes, President. I'll let the cleaners come over to clean up right away. At the same time, I will remind you of this matter at the next staff meeting. I hope everyone will take it as a warning."

So, everyone in the company knew that Minister Zhou spent thousands of dollars to send flowers to Bomei to smile. As a result, He Damei not only didn't smile, but also asked the cleaner to dump those expensive blue enchantresses into the trash can , all are dumbfounded.

Zhou Anpeng fell such a big somersault, but he still didn't give up. He continued to pester He Meiyao and asked him, "Don't you like the blue enchantress I gave you? What about the perfume lily?"

He Meiyao said implicitly: "No need, actually, I'm allergic to pollen, and I don't like any flowers." I thought, my old lady always sends flowers to others, but I don't accept them myself, understand?

Zhou Anpeng said regretfully: "That's it." The beauty doesn't like flowers, so what will I give next time?Only jewelry.Uh... that would cost a lot. With He Meiyao's status and vision as the prince's son, it would be impossible to give away tens of thousands of yuan, but at least hundreds of thousands. Thinking about it this way, Zhou Anpeng felt a little pained again. This woman It's really too difficult. It's been a month, and I haven't even held a little hand. Fortunately, I haven't met any acquaintances since I came to Shanghai.

He Meiyao's next sentence was really shocking: "Mr. Zhou, actually I know what you mean, but I don't think we are suitable. You can tell from the trivial matter of sending flowers. You may be used to giving flowers to women. Well, as for me, I happen to be allergic to pollen, does this mean that we are not on the same road and cannot go together? Hehe."

"That will never happen." Zhou Anpeng still refused to give up and objected stubbornly.He Meiyao didn't bother to say any more, so she walked away.

Lazily returning to his desk, Zhou Anpeng lazily clicked on the webpage with the mouse, and suddenly saw an advertisement for a hot spring villa, his eyes lit up, yes, invite her to go to the hot spring!Okay, it depends on this step!

Zhou Anpeng quickly booked VIP tickets for a sweet hot spring trip for two on the Internet, and excitedly went to find He Meiyao. As a result, He Meiyao turned around and walked in another direction when she saw him. Office area chasing women.

After finally getting off work, Zhou Anpeng stood by He Meiyao's car in the parking lot early on. When he saw He Meiyao walking gracefully over in seven-inch high heels, he immediately lost his temper and felt itchy. Taking a bath together, of course, does not rule out some intimate games between lovers on conditions of good environment and mood.

He Meiyao really had a headache just looking at Zhou Anpeng, and because he was the eldest son of Zhou, she reluctantly dealt with him a few times, but each time she hinted that it was impossible between the two of them, but this It's as if he doesn't understand human language, and he's so sloppy. It's not enough to pester him in the company, and he continues to follow after work, which is really annoying for He Meiyao.

However, no matter what, this guy is the elder brother of the CEO, the eldest son of the Zhou family. Even if their brothers are not good enough, there is no need to offend him. After all, He Meiyao will come out to take care of her own company in the future. , we will meet again in the future" Well, it would be best for him to retreat in spite of difficulties.

As for Zhou Anpeng, it was the first time that he pursued a woman with such fanfare. In addition, he really felt good about himself. The spirit of flies that can't be chased away by "buzzing buzzing" will definitely win the beauty back.

He Meiyao looked at Zhou Anpeng saying a bunch of compliments that made people get goosebumps and then offering two hot spring travel tickets as if she was offering treasures. Suddenly, the corners of her lips twitched, she smiled charmingly, and said, "Is it the weekend? Okay. But don't come to me these days, I'm very busy with work."

Zhou Anpeng happily agreed repeatedly, but saw that in just a short while, Miss He had already bent onto the car, slammed down the accelerator, and left in the dust.

Zhou Anpeng looked at He Meiyao's leaving car in a little bewilderment, and muttered, "Just leave like this? Not even a farewell kiss? That's not gentle!"

"Are you worthy of gentle treatment?" A cold voice sounded.

Zhou Anpeng raised his head hastily, and an angry Chi Dezhe was leaning against a pillar in the parking lot.

Zhou Anpeng took a step back in fright and said, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I be here? In your heart, I just can't see the light, I can only hide in a dark room and fuck hard|You? Okay, very good!"

Chi Dezhe strode over and pulled Zhou Anpeng over.

Zhou Anpeng said in a panic: "Don't do this! This is near the office..."

Chi Dezhe was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he picked him up and walked towards his car, then opened the door and threw him on the back seat.

Zhou Anpeng turned over, glared at the back of Chi Dezhe's head who had started the car, and said, "What are you going to do?"

Chi Dezhe's dark eyes were full of anger, he snorted and didn't answer.

Zhou Anpeng wasn't too panicked, as long as Chi Dezhe didn't make a noise and let the people in the company know, otherwise, how could he have the face to pursue beautiful woman He as a man whose ass was inserted by a man.

The next thing is of course logical, wild and wanton sex, like the end of the world, non-stop heavy pumping|insertion, wild as if trying to fuck Zhou Anpeng's anus, until it's over , Zhou Anpeng felt lucky that he survived.

"Don't associate with that woman again!"

"You can't control this!"

"Then what do you think I am?"

"Pao|Friends, haven't I already said that? Well, now I'm going to live my normal life, let's just be normal friends."

"Ordinary friends?" Chi Dezhe snorted, stood up and dressed, and said mockingly while buttoning his shirt: "I always thought that hard work would pay off, and I tried to use my own strength to influence a scumbag." , Melt a block of ice. Now it seems that some people's hearts are cold, and their blood is cold, and it can't be changed at all. I'm just wasting my efforts."

Zhou Anpeng frowned and said, "It sounds like I owe you a lot! Hey, you figured it out, it was my ass that got inserted, and you took advantage of it!"

"Then what about the feelings I gave? Didn't you feel it at all?" Chi Dezhe moved closer to him, stared at his eyebrows, and was still disappointed after all. He turned around and said, "Forget it, I was wrong. I knew you were a scum, but I didn’t expect you to be such a scum. I admit it, I’ve been hugging the ice for a long time, don’t freeze me so inhumanely. Well, goodbye, never see you again.” Chi Dezhe strode away without looking back.

Looking at his back, Zhou Anpeng felt a little lost, but after thinking about the scene where He Meiyao, the daughter of a wealthy family, fought fiercely in front of her father and An Cheng, she was relieved again, and muttered to herself: "Let's just go, that's right. So what's the point of being unfeeling? One day a couple pays a hundred days of kindness, this guy is so unfeeling and unyielding, and he said he would never see me again, then my ass told him to fuck him for nothing for so long, must there be more than a dozen times? Return back Cum all in there!"