Chapter 90

Song Xiaohan was stiffly stopped by her figure, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tried to control his body, try not to let himself shrink back, "OK, you, you hurry up!" Shrinking back is a conditioned response to danger. You can't blame him. He didn't mean it.

Oh, no matter. He tried to control himself as much as possible. If she wants to write, she should write quickly. Give her one minute. If she doesn't finish it, she will miss the village and there will be no shop. Someone makes a decision in his heart.

Cao Lin pressed his shoulder in one hand and held a pen in the other. As soon as he saw that the pen was about to slip down the first mark on his face, "wait a minute!" Song Xiaohan suddenly interrupted.

"What do you want to do?" Cao Lin frowned and was not pleased that she suddenly interrupted her creation. Just now, she was full of inspiration and was about to write. She was interrupted by this guy. Is she in a good mood?

"I'll just ask, what handwriting are you going to write? Wild grass or cursive script? " Song Xiaohan asked expectantly.

If it's cursive or cursive, no matter what she writes, maybe those guys can't recognize it even if they don't read it carefully, then he can save face.

Cao Lin suddenly burst out laughing. She saw through this guy's trick. She thought her writing was a little sloppy, so that everyone could not recognize it. Hum, she would not let him do what he wanted.

This guy is smart, but he is mistaken. Before she asked, she had not thought about this problem. Now she thinks clearly. When she writes later, her hand must be stable, which is more stable than usual writing on paper. Then she writes in regular script. Ha ha ha, regular script, regular script, everyone can see what the character is at a glance!

"You don't care what font I write. Be honest and go out for breakfast when I finish." Cao Lin increased the strength of pressing on Song Xiaohan's shoulder and ordered him to "squat down!" He is more than one meter eight, she is only one meter six, the difference is nearly twenty centimeters, hands are sour, have you.

Song Xiaohan doesn't squat. He's so cooperative. It's her business to write or not. If you want him to squat down, she still scribbles on her face. There's no door!

"If you want to write quickly, you can't wait until it's too late!" Song Xiaohan is tough.

The man refused her request, but the clever Cao Lin had her own way. She got an idea and stood on the bed behind him. Then she turned him around and faced herself. At last, she could reach him without so much effort. Then she quickly extended her hand with a pen to the man's face, and the nib of the pen slowly and stroke by stroke on his forehead, thinking about the word she had written all night, It's on the man's face.

As time goes by, the suffering man seems to spend time like a year. How can it take so long? How many words has this woman written“ Hello, Cao Lin, it's said to write only one word! What on earth did you write? Why did you use it so long? "

Cao Lin was in a good mood. After finishing the last stroke perfectly, she took back the pen and finished the handwork. She looked at her masterpiece on the man's forehead with satisfaction.

A big and thick black "color" word, eye-catching hanging on the man's forehead!

Song Xiaohan has no time to talk nonsense with her. He rushes to the small mirror on the table for the first time and takes up the mirror to look at it anxiously.

Damn it!

The blood of his whole body exploded instantly. This woman is cruel enough! It's better to kill him if you want him to walk around in front of his brothers with this word on his forehead for a day. This kind of humiliation is worse than letting him die. No, absolutely not!

The man picks up the paper on the table, grabs the tissue and wipes it on his forehead. He wants to erase the word!

The next second, the woman who ran over grabbed the hand holding the paper towel, "Song Xiaohan, do you want to speak Staring at him, threatening coldly.

"Cao Lin, you are too cruel. How can I say that you are also the boss of Dongfang Group and the successor of the Song family? If you go out with this word today, how can you let me be a man in the future? How to manage the family business? " He thought that Cao Lin's most ruthless character was just a character with a similar level to ugliness. He didn't expect that Cao Lin's most vicious character was not the most ruthless, only more ruthless.

Head this word to go out to stroll a circle, South Yan bring over of the staff any one take a picture, send to the Internet, he in front of the media hard to establish the professional image of all destroyed! How can he manage the company and stay in the upper class?

"I didn't force you. You promised me to write a word on your forehead as an apology. As a man, you are also the president of Oriental Group and Broadway. You should keep your word." Cao Lin has a firm attitude. It's song Xiaohan's own business to lose face or not. It's none of his business. Who told him to go so far? In her heart, the punishment is clear. Compared with the first kiss he kept for more than 20 years, it's nothing at all.

Song Xiaohan wanted to hit his head against the wall, "no, it's absolutely not! I'll be laughed to death by them The man is depressed to the extreme, but also entangled to the extreme. Although song Xiaohan is playful and idle, he is always a man of his word. He has never easily enjoyed other people's appointment, and seldom violates his promise.

"Anyway, I don't care. If you wipe it, I'll tell Anlan about your insults and ask her husband nan to teach you a lesson for me!" Last night, Nan Yan decided to divide them into a room and said a few words to Cao Lin alone. He said that if song Xiaohan dares to do something wrong to her, he can tell him directly that he will help her do justice.

Song Xiaohan compared with Nan Yan, she of course more believe in an LAN's husband Nan Yan!

What should we do now? The man who can't ride a tiger is crying.

Leaving this sentence behind, Cao Lin carries her backpack and opens the door. Anyway, she has put down her words and said everything. It depends on what this guy does. It's getting late. She has to go to join the army. If she misses the departure time set last night, she will miss the wedding photo taken by her best friend Anlan.

Looking forward to the wedding photos of her friends, Cao Lin can't wait to rush to the dining room of the scientific research station. At this moment, everyone should have breakfast in the dining room. Just as she is hungry, she goes to have breakfast first.

She left, leaving the man alone in the room.

What to do? What to do?

In the restaurant, everyone is basically eating breakfast. As soon as Cao Lin appears, an LAN immediately waves to her, "Cao Lin, this way!"

Cao Lin beckoned back to her, motioned that she saw it, and then hurriedly walked towards the table where they were. Nan Yan, Lu Daming, Qing Yan, Mi Li and a Wei were all at the table, with a big breakfast on the table.

As soon as Cao Lin sat on the table, everyone immediately looked at her. She felt her nose and asked uncertainly, "what's the matter? Is there anything on my face?"

An LAN shakes his head, "Cao Lin, song Xiaohan, he's not in the same room with you. Why didn't he come here with you?"

In fact, before Cao Lin came, Mi Li had already shared everything he saw when he knocked on Song Xiaohan and Cao Lin's door next door last night. Now the children in the kindergarten know the truth of sharing. Of course, Mi Li shared everything he heard and saw to his friends without reservation, Add gossip to your boring life.

We all hold the mentality of watching the crowd. Only Anlan worries about his good friend. As soon as Cao Lin appears, she immediately asks with concern.

"I don't know him very well. He's on his way. I'll cross my log bridge. Don't ask me any questions about this guy in the future. My answers are no, no, no!" Cao Lin answered an LAN.

Although she said that, from her smile, we can see that Cao Lin's mood should be very good at the moment. Everyone looked at each other. Didn't Mi Li say that this guy made a big noise in the middle of the night last night and made a strange scream. It seems that Cao Lin's mood is not as exaggerated as Mi Li said.

They turn their eyes to Mi Li. Mi Li twists her brows and shakes her head to show that she really didn't lie. At the same time, she points to Lu Daming, who lives in the same room with him. Lu Daming can testify for him. He also heard the scream coming from the next room last night.

They didn't know that Cao Lin was in a good mood, not because she got along well with song Xiaohan, but because she wrote the word "color" on Song Xiaohan's forehead. She didn't wrongly that guy. The eldest son of song was really a devil in the color. Gossip magazines all said that he changed women faster than others. She wrote the word "color" on Song Xiaohan's forehead, It's not a waste of his reputation as a big turnip.

"Cough, it's said that we'll have breakfast at 8:00 today and start at 8:30. Why doesn't Xiao Han come to mainland China? Give him a call." Nan Yan quietly glanced at Cao Lin with a smiling face and took the initiative to turn the topic away.

Lu Daming, who has finished his meal, wipes his mouth with a cloth towel, takes out his mobile phone and dials his brother song Xiaohan's number.

After the phone rings a few times, it gets through. Lu Daming presses hands-free, and song Xiaohan's voice comes out immediately. In this way, everyone at the dinner table can hear it.

"Xiao Han, where are you? We are about to start. Are you coming or not?" Lu Daming goes straight to the theme.

Song Xiaohan in the room holds a mobile phone in one hand and a mirror in the other. He stares at his own face in the mirror, and the bold black "color" in bold capitals, "mainland, you go first. I have something to do here, waiting for me to deal with it."

Song Xiaohan thought for a long time in his room, and finally wanted to hear that a man's self-esteem is more important than his freedom. In order to keep his dignity, it's nothing to stay in his room for a day. He has made up his mind. He doesn't wipe the word on his forehead, but he just wants to temporarily aggrieve himself for a day. Brothers go to take wedding photos while fishing for barbecue in winter, And he would not be able to participate in the bustle, to be alone in the room, do not eat or drink for a whole day.

In this way, it is not against their promise, Cao Lin that woman has nothing to say.