Qiao Ansheng, like a kitten, was carried by him on the back of his neck and all the way to his thigh. She didn't struggle, so she was obediently held by him on her leg.

The man half hung his eyelashes, with a suspicious arc at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was a little hoarse: "don't call him a senior in the future..."

Qiao Ansheng sat on his lap obediently. Apricot's eyes were full of vague smiles. He clearly asked, "ah, why?"

Qin Yanchen took her little hand, crossed his fingers and gently carved it on his mouth: "no why."

Qiao Ansheng shrunk in his arms and smiled.

If a man doesn't say, she can understand.

At first, when she first met Qin Yanchen, she called him a senior. Now she called others. Naturally, this big vinegar jar was unhappy.

I thought he had dealt with song Cheng's affairs magnanimously, but he didn't want to, but his mind was still the size of the eye of a needle.

Qiao Ansheng stretched out two soft arms around his neck.

Two people are almost busy, enjoying this warm moment, separated by an office door, there are people coming and going outside. The two of them were in love.

It's quite an affair.

Qin Yanchen looked down at the man in his arms: "Sheng Sheng..."

Qiao Ansheng looked up at him: "what's the matter?"

"Call your husband."

He rarely had the bad nature of a man, but now he whispered in her ear and said in a low voice.

Qiao Ansheng shouted out by herself, but when the man said so, her face turned red.

The central air conditioner was on in the room. Her skin was cool, but her face was as red as ripe. She jumped down from Qin Yanchen's thigh without thinking.

He made a face at the man over there: "this can't! I have a limit on the number of times I shout every day. If I shout again, I will advance the number of times tomorrow! "

She walked away and sat down at her desk. Then she crossed her legs and looked at the man over there: "by the way, what are you looking for me to do?"

This man has been on their floor too often recently. Qiao Ansheng doesn't expect men to come to her for anything serious now.

The soft fragrant jade in his arms was empty. Qin Yanchen was stunned and looked up at Qiao Ansheng.

Naturally, he would not tell Qiao Ansheng that he was just bored in his office and couldn't control his steps, so he came to her office.

Qin Yanchen now regrets that when she was his secretary, she was next door to him. He could see it almost as soon as he went out.

Now we have to make so many stairs.

Qin Yanchen began to think about whether to move all the personnel of the investment department to the floor closer to him.

The man's mind unfolded one by one, but his mouth said, "wait for you to go home."

Qiao Ansheng blinked his eyes and suddenly thought of his phone call just now. It was another burst of embarrassment.

She opened her lips slightly, looked at the time, looked at the pile of documents on her desk, grabbed her hair, and suddenly startled from her chair.

"I'll forget if you don't say it! I still have work to finish! You go first! I'll leave immediately after I've finished this... "

She frowned. After that, she eagerly turned her chair, opened the papers on the table and began to write hard.

Qin Yanchen didn't hurry, but got up, walked behind her, carried his hands on his back, and read the documents with her.

He stood behind him and cast a large shadow on the documents. In addition, he had a great sense of existence. When he was around, Qiao Ansheng didn't have any mind to read the documents.

"Oh! Beg you! You go out first. What do I think of you here? "

Qiao Ansheng couldn't help turning back and begged for mercy to the man behind her. She stood up and pulled Qin Yanchen's sleeve, so she pulled the man to the door. She couldn't help waving out and whispered, "or you'd better wait for me in the parking lot first, and I'll be there right away."

Before Qin Yanchen could say anything, she pushed her out of the door directly. The door of the office slammed in front of him.

Qin Yanchen couldn't help laughing, hooked his lips and smiled knowingly.

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After driving away the people who would disturb his mind, Qiao Ansheng returned to his desk and concentrated on his work.

She has a characteristic of doing things. After she focuses on one thing, she often concentrates and forgets everything around her until she finishes the work at hand.

It's getting late.

Qiao Ansheng was surprised when she saw the time. The man was still waiting for her. She panicked, grabbed her coat, opened the door and rushed out.

When he walked out of the door, Qiao Ansheng stared at the flowers in the corridor and had a headache.

She thought about it, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, looked for a good angle, took a few photos of the full flowers, and then she reached out to greet Xiao Zhang passing by.

"Xiao Zhang, it's too wasteful to put these flowers here. Wait, you can give them all to the female colleagues in the Department. It's our welfare..."

"Wow! Mr. Qiao! You're serious! Oh, my God! Joe, it's very kind of you! "

Holding his hands in front of his chin, Xiao Zhang once again revealed the small stars in his eyes to Qiao Ansheng. Those flowers are very valuable.

Joe is always magnificent!

Qiao Ansheng smiled and blinked her right eye, then patted her on the shoulder, put on his coat, pressed the elevator and went in.

While in the elevator, Qiao Ansheng couldn't help turning over the photos he had just taken.

Anyway, today this matter has been made so big by Qin Yanchen. She doesn't hide it. Just give a hint to the people in the company.

She Qiao Ansheng has a master of famous flowers.

It also saves her from dealing with some rotten peach blossoms.

Qiao Ansheng deleted the circle of friends in the previous article, replaced the circle of friends he just sent, and typed a few words: "thank you for your romance."

After the delivery, the elevator happened to arrive. As soon as Qiao Ansheng got out of the elevator door, he saw a lot of people gathered at the door of the company talking about something.

Qiao Ansheng squeezed through the crowd and saw the silver gray Lamborghini with low-key color but no low-key style.

She frowned and the corners of her mouth twitched again.

Qin Yanchen won't be aboveboard. Is he waiting for her at the door?

What's the matter with this man?

Do you want to expose your relationship with yourself when you make such a big noise one after another?

"It's just a Lamborghini. I can afford it, but I don't want to be so ostentatious..."

"Cut, it's so sour! You think that's an ordinary car? I tell you, it's urus. There are only 20 cars in the world. Only loyal customers can book it. It's something you can't buy with money, okay? "

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