I was trapped by the domineering president of the paranoid

The next day, Qiao Yuliang brought the soup to Yan Jiayan full of excitement, and Yan Jiayan took it, saying that he would definitely hand it over to Peng Song and tell him to drink it up.

Qiao Yuliang felt that his life was full of sunshine again, so he skipped and danced excitedly to go to work.

Today, Yan Jia has mastered the language, and he mixed a small bowl of Qiao Yuliang's soup into the soup that Gu Ning sent.

When Peng Song saw the soup, there was nothing strange about the taste or color. He tasted it cautiously and felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

——So he had no choice but to entangle himself while drinking——

"Gu Ning, your craftsmanship has declined, it tastes weird."

Yan Jiayan suppressed a smile in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be very impatient.

"Why don't you say that your tongue has become weird? My Xiao Ning has worked so hard to make you soup. It's fine if you don't thank me. If you have the ability, don't drink it."

"No, I'm not going to tell you the big deal." Peng Song protected the bowl.

Peng Song continued to struggle while finishing the soup strangely, Yan Jiayan buried his face in Gu Ning's arms, shaking with laughter.

Gu Ning pinched him, and he managed to hold back his smile.

Every day since then, Yan Jiayan has been doing this, and Peng Song can't say anything.

But as time passed, Qiao Yuliang's soup got better and better. Although it was much worse than Gu Ning's, at least it was ready to eat with the naked eye.

Yan Jiayan was amazed.

"Brother, you are changing for love."

Qiao Yuliang smiled shyly.

"As long as Song Song likes it."

Today, Peng Song didn't know why he woke up early, and he had nothing to do, so he went directly to the company.

Peng Song swayed on the main road with his briefcase in hand, and found that the air in the morning was quite good.

It's ice-cold, and it smells comfortable, so I can often go out for a walk in the future.

He usually rushes out to work at [-] or [-] o'clock. At that time, dust and people are flying all over the sky. How can he feel such a feeling of waking up in the morning.

Peng Song wandered downstairs to the company, and suddenly saw two familiar figures from a distance. When he got closer, they were Qiao Yuliang and Yan Jiayan!

what are they doing?

Peng Song sneaked closer and hid behind the green altar.

Qiao Yuliang secretly handed him a thermos.

"Today's too, please."

Yan Jiayan had a complicated expression. To be honest, Qiao Yuliang's skills are getting better and better now.

He had lost his taste for mischief, and he kind of didn't want to give it up.

But, hell, who made them brothers? Yan Jiayan continued to bear the burden of hard work, feeling that he was really great, sacrificing his own happiness for the happiness of his brothers.

Yan Jiayan took it with great righteousness in mind, but before he could get it right, Peng Song suddenly rushed up and knocked Tang to the ground.

The two looked at the accident in astonishment, Qiao Yuliang was at a loss, and his eyes were red again.

"Song Song..."

"Song's fart! Yan Jiayan, you actually followed him to lie to me. Thanks to my trust in you, I won't believe every word you say in the future!"

Yan Jiayan pressed his shoulder.

"Lao Song, calm down, it's not easy for Da Qiao."

"What's not easy! Is it not easy to sleep with a woman! Qiao Yuliang! You really make me sick! Take your stinky soup and get out! Don't appear in front of me again!"

Qiao Yuliang shook his head and stretched out his hand to pull him. Peng Song felt relieved when he saw his hands full of bandages, but he immediately forced himself to harden his heart!