Chapter 135

When night fell, there was a little light in the Fu's building.

Ning Wan in front of the desk yawned and cursed Fu Ting countless times. It's not easy to finish the work in hand and prepare to report. Fu Ting is not in the office at all.

"It's going to be ten o'clock soon, and no one can rest?" Ning Wan mumbled, leaving his papers on the table. "Let me stay here to work overtime. Where have I gone?"

Fu Ting appeared at the door with something in his hand

Ning Wanqiang, with a smile on her face, asked hopefully, "yes, I've been busy. Can I go now?"

"There is a meeting record on the table. You summarize it and make it into ppt. I will see it before I go to work tomorrow morning."

Ning Wan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He pinched his thigh severely. After a few minutes of spirit, he said, "President Fu, can I take it back? Make sure to give you the PPT before you go to work tomorrow morning. "

"Do it here."

"Why?"

Fu Ting put the things in his hands on the table, and there was a delicious smell of rice immediately.

Ning Wan stared at the bag on the table and swallowed secretly.

Fu Ting took out the packing box and put it on the table. He made it up coldly. "Confidential meeting documents are not suitable for external transmission."

A few minutes later, Ning Wan sat at Fu Ting's desk, swallowing and watching Fu Ting eat slowly.

"What are you looking at? Work fast! "

Seeing Fu Ting's shameless style of capitalism, Ning Wan scolded and worked at the same time. After a while, there was a gurgling sound in my stomach.

"I seem to have bought more." Fu Ting put his chopsticks on one side and stood behind Ning Wan and looked at the computer desktop.

Ning Wan's eyes drifted over the food on the table, and he was no longer in the mood to continue working.

"It's not right here."

Ning Wan raises her head and accidentally bumps into Fu Ting's jaw. Fu Ting's big hand pressed Ning Wan's head and bent his fingers to knock, "look at the computer."

"President Fu, you Can you... " Ning Wan can clearly smell the smell of Fu Ting, some familiar, and let her Inexplicable heart rate accelerate.

Fu Ting didn't seem to care about this at all. He bent over Ning Wan's back and covered her hand holding the mouse. "The words here are wrong. The color here is ugly. It's in harmony with the whole PPT, and here..."

Fu Ting seems to be very serious in his work, but Ning Wan is a little worried about it. He wants to push Fu Ting away, but he feels that it seems to be a little inappropriate. He struggles inside

"Are you listening?" Fu Ting is attached to Ning Wan's ear, and her hot breath enters her ear. In an instant, Ning Wan is like a piece of wood, with a tense look. Every cell seems to stop.

"President fu..."

"What?" Fu Ting lowered his head and wiped Ning Wan's forehead with thin lips.

For a moment, Ning Wan was shocked, and the whole person was stupefied, "I I'm hungry. "

Fu Ting didn't speak. He picked up his used chopsticks and put a piece of fish in Ning Wan's mouth. "Why don't you open your mouth?"

Ning Wan felt that her body temperature was rising rapidly and her body could not help but withdraw to one side. Fu Ting did not make her wish, but put the fish on her mouth, "eat."

This way, rather Wan where to eat, tightly closed lips shake his head.

"You don't have to. I think Miss Ning won't be hungry even if you are busy all night."

"One night?" Ning Wan's last voice is still in decline, so he has a piece of fish in his mouth.

Fu Ting's eyes flashed a smile, and once again picked up a piece of vegetables and put it into Ning Wan's mouth, "meat and vegetable together, nutrition match."

Ning Wan blushed and just wanted to get up, "President Fu, I I can eat it myself. "

"You work." Fu Ting said, put down his chopsticks and picked up the spoon. He scooped up a spoon of rice. "Open your mouth."

Ning Wan was forced to eat several more mouthfuls, and always felt that this was not appropriate. "President Fu, I can eat at work first."

"Keep working and don't delay your meal."

"President Fu, are you a little considerate in taking care of your female subordinates..." Ning Wan thought he said it implicitly and stared at Fu Ting's reaction.

Fu Ting slowly straightens up, Ning Wangang takes a big sigh of relief, and a sharp female voice suddenly rings at the door, "ting, I heard that you worked overtime in the company, so I brought you the night, unexpectedly..."

Ning Wan knew that he was too close to Fu Ting, so he quickly got up from his chair.

Ning Yu didn't look very angry, but the hand holding the bag tightly sold her.

"Mr. Fu, I go to work in my office."

"I didn't work well just now. Why do I have to leave when I come?" Ning Yu thought that the food was bought by Ning Wan. He took it out of the trash and brought it to him. "Let's have a taste. I made it for Ting myself."

Since I was a child, Ning Yu is not good at cooking. Ning Wan is afraid to eat. For fear of diarrhea, he hurriedly thanked him. "I'll go to work, you eat."Ning Yu turned to block Ning Wan's way. "You look like this, you will make me misunderstand what I have done for you."

"You don't know if I did something bad, but I know that someone who did something bad must be punished." Ning Wan looked down at a small typesetting on the lunch box, and suddenly he knew it.

"Ting......" Ning Yujiao cried out a little bit and rushed to Fu Ting's bosom. "People are reluctant to step on even an ant. How can they do something bad? Ning Wan will make up and frame people up."

"Do you know if I made it up?" Ning Yu snorted softly, scooped up a spoon and fed Tang Tang a spoon to Fu ting. "Ting, I cooked this pork chop soup all afternoon. Have a try."

"It is said that the fat content of the thick soup is very high, and it also Ning Wan looked at the oil flowers and smiled, "it's easy to cause the blood pressure to rise."

Ning Yu's face was livid, and he lowered his head and peeled a spicy crawfish and put it to Fu Ting's mouth. "Ting, have some of this."

"Eating too spicy food at night will stimulate the stomach and intestines, and it is easy to have constipation or diarrhea."

Ning Yu, holding back his resentment and anger, took a piece of braised pork and said, "is that ok?"

"Braised pork is such a greasy food, it will not only make people fat, but also easy to constipate."

"Ning Wan, are you finished?" Ning Yu's eyes were full of anger.

Ning Wan shrugs, "well, I won't disturb you for dinner."

Fu Ting, who had been holding his smile, pushed the food on the table. "I'm full."

"Ting, how can you do this?" Ning Yu pursed her mouth, and after brewing for a while, she began to cry, "how can you not eat anything that someone has made for you?"

The former Fu Ting may be moved, but now

"I'm really full." Fu Ting frowned slightly. "Ning Wan, you continue to do PPT."

"Here?" Ning Wan is worried that he will step on thunder if he continues to stay. "Why don't I go back to his office?"

Fu Ting glared at Ning Wan and took the document to the sofa. Ning Yu walked over in tears. I could see the pear blossom with rain.

"Ting, they didn't have supper to make you a night snack."

Fu Ting didn't raise his head either. "Then you eat."

"People want to eat with you, OK?" Ning Yu covers Fu Ting's arm with both hands and shakes it gently.