Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  Fu Zhiyan really didn't expect her to think so comprehensively, she was a little impressed.

"Little uncle, am I thinking too much?" Han Xiaoye stared at himself without speaking, feeling a little nervous, his neck stiffened, and he opened his mouth to explain, "I don't think I'm afraid of ten thousand, just in case. What if the weather is bad, andy said that the meeting at 2:30 is very important, and you must not be late. I thought it would be better to have one more plan than to be caught off guard in case of an emergency.”

   Damn, shouldn't she really think too much?

   The more Han Xiaoye thought about it, the more he felt that he was thinking too much. Andy is such a careful person, andy must have thought of the situation that she can think of. The reason why it is not written on it must be because it is impossible to appear in case.

  Han Xiaoye was inexplicably frustrated and felt a little ashamed. His head lowered involuntarily, and he was overwhelmed with the paper in his hand.

   "Well, would you believe me if I said my head was hacked by aliens just now?"

   The tall and handsome man looked at her before he spoke.

Han Xiaoye felt even more uncomfortable, forcibly twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes wandered, but his voice was a little louder than usual because of his guilty conscience, "Why, even if I think too much, it's normal, okay? This is my first time as an accompanying secretary. , I have never done anything like this before.”

  Fu Zhiyan curled the corners of his mouth and walked towards her with his long legs. He clamped her chin, leaned against the sofa, and leaned over to capture her small mouth.

"Well."

  Han Xiaoye hasn't kissed him for a long time.

   At first glance, such a fierce kiss made her a little unable to react. Until the mint-flavored lips and teeth licked her teeth, pryed open her defense line, rolled up the tip of her tongue, and swept every corner of her mouth. Han Xiaoye just came back to his senses, and he didn't know where the idea came from. In an instant, the common guest was the master, and he wrapped his arms around the man's neck, held his tongue, and ground it.

   When kissing, there is nothing more suggestive than biting the other person.

  Fu Zhiyan felt the change in his body almost immediately, Ying Falcon's eyes darkened and narrowed dangerously.

  Han Xiaoye's little hand touched down shamelessly at this moment, and went straight to the subject. . . .

   "Han..." Her action was too sudden, and Fu Zhiyan was caught off guard. Immediately, Jun's face turned black, and the words of the old cadre's reprimand were not spoken, and the zipper of his pants had been pulled open.

  Tear-

   There were only two of them in the huge office, and there was no other sound except for each other's slight gasps. At this moment, the sound of the metal zipper being opened is particularly loud, as if the whole office can hear it.

  Fu Zhiyan's temples jumped violently, the arms supporting the little woman's sides flexed, and the whole person approached the person below him.

   "Let go!"

  Fu Zhiyan's temples jumped wildly, he exerted all his self-control to suppress the flames jumping in his lower abdomen, narrowed his eyes, "I'll give you a chance, let it go."

He didn't know, looking at him from Han Xiaoye's point of view, the squinting and slightly picky Danfeng eyes were very attractive, and the thin lips that were suitable for kissing were opened and closed. Crime is not a deterrent at all.

   The point is, she still smiled and blinked like a hooligan. She grinned and said, "I'm letting go, do you feel it?"

  “…”

   She also sang, "Follow me in slow motion with my left hand and right hand, and replay it in slow motion with my right hand and left hand. This song makes you happy. Have you fallen in love with me~"

  Fu Zhiyan was about to be tossed out of control by her. He had heard this song countless times. For a while, Kitty Fu liked it very much, and sang at home every day with a milky voice. But at the time, he only thought that the grandmother's voice sounded very nice. Now sung from her mouth, the good lyrics make people feel that they can't bear to look directly.

  Especially, her current movements are so special that people have to think in that direction.

"What's this song called?" Han Xiaoye thought about it, "By the way, "Youth Cultivation Book", or you can give me a password next time you want me to help you. Just tell me Youth, I understand."

   "...Shut up." Fu Zhiyan's resolute thin lips moved.

  Han Xiaoye didn't think there was anything to talk about this topic between husband and wife, and he didn't understand that he wanted to shut himself up for Mao. She thought that shutting herself up meant 'speak less, do more'.