Fu Xiaoqian specially set the alarm clock very early, staggered the time when she met Liao Zhenbo, and quickly went downstairs after washing.

See Wu Ma is putting breakfast, she gently hugged from behind, grab that let her greedy warmth, "Wu Ma, good morning."

When he saw the sandwiches on the table, he grabbed two of them and ran to the door. After running, he waved to Wu Ma, "goodbye, Wu Ma."

Looking at the figure who ran away quickly, Wu Ma, who had just come back to herself, quickly chased out and yelled to her back, "madam, you'd better have breakfast first, and then go out with the young master. The first time to update "

she wants to create more opportunities for them to be alone, so that their feelings can heat up rapidly, but the only answer to her is the faster figure and the cool morning.

She turned around a little disappointed and found a standing figure behind her. Her eyes on her cold face were lonely and lonely. She didn't turn back and go upstairs until the figure disappeared in his sight. The first time to update

leaving Wu Ma alone downstairs sighing.

Fu Xiaoqian took several bus trips to the company, just in time for work. As she gasped to the top floor, she met lesson again in front of the elevator door.

It seems a little inaccurate to say touch, because he was sent here to wait for her.

Is this company going to close down? Otherwise, how could the assistant to the President be so idle?

Intuition wants her to ask, but on second thought, although she will work in the same company in the future, it is not so easy to see people at the top. Knowing this, she obediently followed leson into the president's office.

Liao Zhenbo has been here for a long time. Although Fu Xiaoqian has some disdain for him, she has to admit that sitting at his desk, he is as elegant as ancient princes and nobles, so precious that people dare not approach him at will. On the other hand, after squeezing the bus, Fu Xiaoqian's sweating face, disordered hair and wrinkled suit made her even more embarrassed. She was slightly embarrassed.

Before he had time to mourn his image, he was attracted by the furnishings in the office. Compared with yesterday, the carpet was changed to purple, and a set of exquisite tables and chairs were placed not far from his desk. The first time to update

as if Leeson didn't notice her surprise, he led her to the desk and chair and said, "madam, this is your future office. Please let me know if you need anything and I will send someone to buy it for you."

After that, before Fu Xiaoqian makes a response, lesen turns around and goes out in a hurry. It's like avoiding a major disaster.

Looking at this awkward table and chair, and then turning to look at Liao Zhenbo, who is concentrating on business on the other side, the good mood of the morning is now deprived by life. Just a little spark can start a prairie fire in her heart. Update for the first time

she rushed to Liao Zhenbo's desk in three steps and called out, "hello."

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"Hello." Eight decibels were intentionally raised.

But the people on the other side sat on Mount Tai and did not respond. Update for the first time

Fu Xiaoqian is impatient and rushes to Liao Zhenbo's side to take away the document he's pinned on.

At the moment when she reached for her hand, Liao Zhenbo took advantage of the situation to hold her soft Yi, the pair of light brown deep eyes, which slowly raised, to her, deep eyes floating bright dots, the voice actually with a lazy joke, "is calling me?"

"Is there anyone else here? Don't call you a ghost? " Compared with his leisure and elegance, Fu Xiaoqian, who is impatient at the moment, seems to be at a loss and embarrassed.

He tried to free his hand from his bondage, but he held it more tightly. The temperature in the palm of his hand spread from the palm she was holding, spread rapidly, and overflowed all over her body, reaching to the bottom of her heart, which made her viscera tremble.

She was so scared that she wanted to struggle harder, but he lowered his head and gave her a kiss on the back of her hand. "This is your punishment."

"Why?" She forgot to break free and asked foolishly.

"I'm your husband. Of course I can't shout hello. Remember to call me Zhenbo or Lei in the future." Glancing at her eyes again, it seems to be filled with deep love, just like a net, is slowly being opened, overwhelming like her sprinkling.

"Say, who is husband and wife with you?" She tried to ignore the fear of being covered in it, and wanted to argue. The voice from her mouth was weak, like the coquetry in the deep contradiction.

Liao Zhenbo bent his head again and gave her a kiss on the back of her hand. He did not forget to carve his own mark on the back of her porcelain white hand - tooth mark.

"Call me again and I'll kiss you once. This time it's the hand, and in the future it could be the mouth, or anywhere on the body. " Quiet words spit out, a pair of shallow eyes will sweep her from top to bottom, do not let go of any inch of skin. At the moment, his whole body exudes the overlord like a king, and her majesty makes her dare not disobey.

When she was distracted, she pulled out of his confinement and folded her arms meaninglessly. "Look there, hooligan."Then he stepped back a few steps, opened the distance between them, as if he could jump out of the encirclement of his imposing atmosphere.

She asked in a right voice, "why is my desk in your office?"

"We are husband and wife. We should get along with each other day and night." He grinned and took it for granted.

"Hello." Suddenly aware of something, Fu Xiaoqian immediately covers her mouth and stares at Liao Zhenbo warily. "That, husband and wife, we are just pretending."

"I want to say it's true?" Magnetic cool male voice, from the mouth of the man who glared at her, but like a magic spell, she was born in the same place, unable to move.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. I mean, if we get along for a long time, maybe we'll become a real couple

"Don't you think about it!"

"Not necessarily." Although the word is uncertain, the tone can be full of affirmation and determination.