Arrive at Ling's entertainment.
Ling Xiaohan leads Ji Qianchen into the company.
"President, President's wife," said the company's employees
After two people left, the whole Ling entertainment exploded, gathering together a piece of gossip in groups.
"The president and the president's wife have come together again to distribute dog food."
"There's a new Internet word for it. Oh yes, mobile dog food machine, where to go and where to scatter it."
"Ah, the president's wife is so happy. Why isn't the president holding me?"
"It's daytime now. Daydreaming is OK."
……
Ling Xiao, Han junshuo's figure and Ji Qianchen's delicate and beautiful figure both entered the design department.
The people in the design department were surprised that they could not hold the paintbrush stably. They greeted them in unison.
"President, Madam President."
"Well, work hard."
Ling Xiao, with a cold face, dragged Ji Qianchen into her office as if nothing had happened.
After entering, the office door slammed shut.
People from the design department came to the door one after another to hear what was going on inside.
"You say, is it possible for the president and his wife to have something exciting happen in the office?" Linda patted little Yi on the shoulder.
"No, the president and his wife are serious people." Little Yi shook his head.
"Hum..." Rob stood at the door of the design department, coughing like a ghost.
All of us sat back at our desks and worked hard.
In the office, Ji Qianchen picked up Ling Xiaohan and said a few words.
"Let's see how much noise you've made to the company."
"I can't come to my company?"
Ling Xiaohan feels wronged.
Sitting down in front of the sofa in the office, a pair of long legs folded randomly, lazy as a tired cat in the afternoon.
"you are a big BOSS, of course you has the final say." Ji Qianchen sits next to Ling Xiaohan and beats his leg.
"Well, this week, my office will be here."
"What about me?" Ji Qianchen has a sense of seeing that his territory has been robbed.
"I'm here. Where else do you want to go?" Ling Xiaohan hugged her, pulled her into his arms, and stared at her with black eyes.
"Cough..."
Ji Qianchen's face was a light layer of embarrassment. She admitted that she had been stupid again.
Why does her IQ run away from home every time she is with Ling Xiaohan?
Ling Xiaohan smiles unconsciously, reaches out his hand to hold her embarrassed face, and approaches to kiss her sweet lips.
Bang -
the door in the office was kicked open.
"Ji Qianchen -" sharp and mean voice accompanied by the moment when the door was opened into the ears of Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen, interrupting their next kissing.
Ji Yanran roared to see the situation in the office, and let off the gas instantly.
Zheng in place, like a rooted tree, but also scattered a ground of leaves.
The cold wind came in.
"Ling Total. " Ji Yanran was shaking all over, and her voice was like an ant.
Ling Xiaohan didn't turn his head, but his eyes still fell on his little wife in his arms. When he asked, Ji Yanran got a cool back.
"That's what she usually does to you in the company?"
"No, Mr. Ling, I usually have a good time with Qianchen, so I like to go straight, simple and rough. I don't know if my sudden break in will disturb your good things. Then I'll go out first." Ji Yanran's brow was in a cold sweat, and she was about to leave.
"Wait!"
Ling Xiao screamed in the cold.
Ji Yanran turns her head uneasily: "is there anything else for Ling?"
"You have a good relationship with Qianchen, how can I not know?" Ling Xiaohan releases Ji Qianchen, stands up and walks to Ji Yanran.
Ji Qianchen stood by and didn't say much.
After all, Ji Yanran didn't do anything too much to her in this period.
"Mr. Ling..."
Ji Yanran knew that this time it was a direct hit on the muzzle of the gun, which was another disaster. After all, the video four years ago also had something to do with her.
"Next time you step in the door and kick again, I don't mind having your legs removed." Ling Xiao's cold eyes stared at her, filled with the anger of burning people.
If I didn't read that she had a relationship with Ji Qianchen, the video four years ago would have been enough for her to go to hell.
Ji Yanran's face turned white with fear.
I can only plead with Ji Qianchen and hope she can stand up and say good things.
"Husband, what you said is so frightening. Don't frighten my cousin, or my uncle and aunt will find me to settle accounts." Ji Qianchen gives Ji Yanran a look.She understood and rushed out of the office in a hurry.
"Mr. Ling, I know it's wrong. Qianchen, I'll go first."
I'm afraid she won't dare to break in any more, leaving behind her psychological shadow.
After waiting for someone to leave, Ji Qianchen rubbed Ling Xiaohan's arm: "if she kicks the door of my office again next time, are you really going to take her leg off?"
"Well, do what you say."
Ji Qianchen left his lips.
It's not easy to be scared.
One hand took her arm and carried her to the sofa.
Next second, Ling Xiaohan's tall body propped up above her, against her body, four eyes opposite.
"Hello, what are you doing? This is the office."
Ji Qianchen was pressed with a salted fish as if he could not turn over at all.
The door of the office is not closed. She is afraid that other people in the design department will see her communicating with Ling Xiaohan in the office in such an awkward position.
"She has been doing this to you in the company? You don't fight? " Ling Xiaohan's biggest worry is that the girl is too kind and doesn't know how to protect herself.
"No, it's just that she didn't provoke me in this period of time, and you know that people like me have revenge."
Ji Qianchen blinked his eyes, an honest explanation.
"Well, it's better."
Ling Xiaohan squints his ink eyes and stares at her little face, which is getting more and more hot. He has an idea that he doesn't want to let go of her.
"Can you get me up?" Ji Qianchen put his hands to his heart. This gesture is really embarrassing. How shy it would be if someone saw him.
"I haven't finished what I just did." Ling Xiao's cold, thin and cool voice gushed to her neck. The itching made her face redder
“……” Ling Xiaohan turns a deaf ear and approaches her lips little by little.
"Young master..."
At the critical moment, rob rushed in.
Seeing the scene on the sofa, he quickly turned around with his face covered.
Ling Xiaohan clenched his fist and his face was hard to see.
He wants to kiss his wife.
There are so many bullshit.
Get up from Ji Qianchen and walk to rob with heavy steps.
Kicking in the past, rob dodged nimbly: "young master, I didn't mean to, it was the meeting over there that was arranged, I came to inform."
"Can't knock?"
"I thought the door was open, so..."
"Three months' salary deduction."
Ling Xiaohan's cold and unfeeling announcement.
Rob's face twisted into a ball, the heart of despair crying, shouting.
If he keeps it that way, he's done nothing this year.