Chapter 184

She looked at the man stubbornly, but she also knew that even if she said so, he would not stay.

"Let's just start!" He took out the prepared folder and put it in front of her, "these are all my recent work, how to do, it has been marked for you, you have a look, don't understand ask me."

He sat down on the sofa opposite her.

"I don't understand everything."

The man deeply looked at the wayward little woman, really want to beat.

"Stop it! Let's look at the medical document first. " He took a red folder and put it in front of her.

Li Zhao Luo looked at the folder in front of her, did not go through her, "Si always explained everything."

Women look at men, not willful and intentional, but very serious.

If he really wants to leave, let him explain to himself one by one so that he can watch him all the time. He can leave her later, can't he?

Si Jinheng picked up the folder and really began to explain it to her.

She was not in the mood to listen to what he said. Li qianluo looked at the man's face, listened to his sexy voice, red eyes.

She so willful request, he can promise without saying a word, he still has his own heart is not it?

Thinking of this, she stood up from the sofa and walked towards him in the man's puzzled eyes.

Sitting on his lap intimately, Li qianluo stopped the man's neck and put his head on his shoulder.

The man's big palm hesitated and stopped her waist.

"Si Jin Heng, can you not marry her? I don't want to let go." Her gentle whisper in his ear, let the man's heart pulled up.

Why didn't he want her? But, for the first time, he felt powerless.

Put away the emotion in her eyes, pull her apart and "start to work."

Li qianluo broke up and threw the folder on the ground. "I don't want to work, Si Jinheng. Don't you have any nostalgia for me?" She is willful like a child, doodle mouth, looking at him.

"No, satisfied?" He is the only one who knows whether this is against his will.

"Si Jin Heng, you tell me, where can I be inferior to Mo Yawei and let you choose her wholeheartedly?" She looked up at the ceiling, forcing tears back.

The man is silent, takes out a cigarette, smokes.

"Si Jin Heng, if your heart is full of her, why give me hope?" Why can we laugh and love with her?

Seeing that the man didn't pay any attention to her at all, Li qianluo burst into tears and rushed to him, slapping him, "you scum man! "Scum man..."

The man stopped the woman with one hand, took off half a cigarette in his mouth and let her hit him.

Listen to her scold slag man, maybe he is slag man, engaged, but also give her hope, let her down.

Li qianluo was tired, lying in Si Jinheng's arms, choking gently, and the man's long arm tightly stopped her.

The office was very quiet, only her voice. I don't know how long later, Si Jinheng felt something was wrong.

Looking down at the motionless person in his arms, he fell asleep on his body.

With a sigh, maybe it was last night's toss, he picked her up and put her on the bed in the rest room.

Sitting by the bed, looking at her sleeping face, Si Jinheng has a sense of inexplicable satisfaction. Just look at her like this, you will be in a good mood.

She looks quiet when she doesn't show her teeth. Red eyes like a rabbit, let him cherish.

Let a person how all see not enough, he simply lie beside her, block her in own bosom, let her pillow own arm to sleep.

She touched the long hair in her ear and cherished the peace and beauty of this one.

The sun came in through the French window, shining on the men and women who hugged each other on the bed, emitting a dazzling light.

As soon as Li qianluo woke up, it was noon, and he looked at the chandelier in the room a little confused.

It's like Sijin Heng's lounge. How did she fall asleep?

I had a headache. I woke up much better.

Sitting up from the bed, Si Jinheng just opened the door of the rest room and weighed the lunch from yunqi.

See the woman sitting on the bed, as if not see the general, put lunch on the next table."Eat when you wake up." Open one lunch box after another and wait for her to sit down.

Li opened the quilt, got out of bed, went to the bathroom, washed his hands and sat down to eat.

He took the chopsticks from Si Jinheng and began to eat. Naturally, the man put a stewed pig hand on her rice.

... why do you let her eat pig hands when you eat with him?

He also put a piece of rice on his plate. Si Jinheng looked at the pig's hand and said, "I don't need to mend it."

Pig's hand is back in her bowl. He doesn't need to mend it. Does she need it?

Li qianluo looked down at himself dissatisfied. It's OK. Why do you have to eat pig hands?

Looking at her action, the man's mouth hook hook, and gave her a piece, and then elegant began to eat dry pot beef brisket.

Li qianluo really wanted to put the pig's hand in his mouth. Didn't he show his disgust for her?

Is that why he chose Mojave“ Am I inferior to Moya Wei in this respect? Is that why you chose her? "

What are you thinking! Si Jin Heng Wen Yan brow slightly wrinkled, looking at the woman's serious face, coldly threw out two words, "eat!"

having dinner? That's default? Li qianluo looked at the delicious rice and rich dishes in the bowl, and suddenly felt that he had no appetite.

Si Jin Heng looked at the tasteless Li Zhao Luo, put down his chopsticks, "now let you have a meal with me, so no appetite?"

Li shallow Luo hears speech, turn eyelid to stare at a man, "is it clear that you despise me?" A discontented protest.

Does he dislike her? Let her see if he dislikes her later.

Start eating again, the woman looked at him ignore themselves, more sure of their own ideas.

Slowly eating rice, no mind to folder dishes, feel no mood.

She had just eaten half of her rice meal, and sijinheng had finished all her meals.

He wiped his mouth, stood up, grabbed the chopsticks from the woman and put them on the table.

"What's the matter?" No more rice?

"To prove to you that I don't dislike you." He said faintly, throwing the woman on the big bed.

Ignoring her face, she bullied herself.

It's more than two in the afternoon

Li qianluo, blushing, straightened his hair, opened the door of the president's office, and walked directly into the elevator.

Holding the handrail in the elevator, the legs that gritted teeth to support were soft after all, almost kneeling on the ground.