Chapter 141

He leaned back on his office chair and looked at Song Qinghuan faintly. The corner of his mouth seemed to have a hook.

All of a sudden, he got up and walked to the office lounge.

As soon as the door of the rest room was closed, song Qinghuan stood up in a frenzy, and then poked his pen in the direction of shiyuhan's departure.

Then, she took out her mobile phone and called the Charter: "sorry, charter, I may not be able to accompany you to dinner."

After waiting for the Charter for a long time, I suddenly got angry: "what's the matter?"

Song Qinghuan was very guilty and said, "there's something temporary. I can't work overtime."

The constitution voice, also some coldness: "how long, I wait for you."

At this moment, he thought that song Qinghuan suddenly repented and didn't want to go out to dinner with him, so he found a broken excuse.

Song Qinghuan said, "don't wait for me. Go to dinner first. I can't leave for a while."

Zhang Cheng was really angry, sneered and cool: "Qinghuan, it's an excuse you deliberately made, you don't want to have dinner with me, so you play with me, or you regret that you promised to have dinner with me, and you temporarily find an excuse to refuse."

Song Qinghuan frowned and bit his lip: "is that what I am?"

“……” He didn't speak any more, cut off the phone and drove away in a huff.

Song Qinghuan that call a depressed, and then to the Charter of the past, but he refused to accept.

"Die, and you'll be angry!" She whispered a low sentence, no longer called, and her eyes continued to make complaints about her list of desolation.

At the moment, in the office and the rest room, I was lying on the bed in the rest room, taking off my coat and wearing a white shirt. I untied my two necklines lazily, and put my hands on my eyes gracefully to block the light.

Outside song Qinghuan's voice, he heard clearly, not a word.

When song Qinghuan finished the last sentence, his handsome mouth slightly upward hook, sliding out a touch of elegant and charming smile.

On the other side, song Qinghuan, while copying the list, complained incessantly. Until midnight, she was sleepy and hungry. She couldn't hold on, so she wanted to lean against the back of the chair and close her eyes to have a rest.

But did not expect, rest rest consciousness will gradually chaos up, finally lying on the table to sleep.

Outside, there was no movement for a long time. When he got up from the cold, he walked out slowly. His tall and straight body pulled out a long shadow on the ground.

When he saw song Qinghuan lying on the table, his cold eyes suddenly softened.

Although the office has turned on the heating, it seems that it is still a little cold when he falls asleep. Song Qinghuan's body suddenly shivers.

When the cold micro Zheng, back to the lounge, holding the outside, very warm cover to her back.

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