C20

Let's Get Married

The dirty coffee on her body not only soaked her work clothes, it also flowed down along her hair and onto Nanfeng Haozhe's white custom-made shirt. The whole elevator smelled of black coffee.

In the narrow elevator, facing his superior, this cold and indifferent man, Han Yao extended a helping hand to him time and time again.

Nanfeng Haozhe's tone of voice was cold, it was originally a normal sentence, but when it came out of his mouth, it was as if he was giving an order.

Han Yao did not have the courage to resist.

The elevator arrived at the Design Department first before Nanfeng Haozhe pressed on the button for the first floor.

Han Yao twisted her body and rushed into the bathroom, using cold water to first tidy her hair, then rushed into the office with a head full of wet hair.

He grabbed his bag and was about to leave.

Shan Shan suddenly stopped her in her tracks, her arms crossed, and laughed exaggeratedly: "Oh, isn't this our great designer, Han Yao? What? Was this splashed by Jiang Ruxue? "

Smelling it, he deliberately covered his nose and shouted, "Yo, it's still coffee. Black coffee from Nanshan? "Yo, this coffee is expensive …"

Han Yao's wet hair covered her small face, and she held onto her bag as she stood in place, her fingers pinching until her knuckles turned white.

Actually, she really wanted to scold Shan Shan …

However, when she thought about the lesson given by Sister Zhou last time, she tried her best to suppress her temper.

"Han Yao, what's wrong?"

Sister Zhou walked towards Han Yao with a cup of hot water in hand. Her eyes were filled with sympathy, pity, and pity … Han Yao pushed away the messy hair and hid it behind her ear. She looked at the crowd coldly and ran out of the office with her bag.

What was wrong with the world?

She was clearly the victim, yet none of her colleagues believed her. The matter with the Design Draft was like this, even the matter with Jiang Ruxue today was the same!

Han Yao boarded the carriage dejectedly, seeing that her expression was bad, she guessed that her colleagues had said something else.

He stepped on the throttle, completely disregarding the fact that Jiang Ruxue had caught up to him from behind!

On the other hand, Han Yao was tightly holding her bag with both hands, looking at the arrogant and defeated princess in the mirror, she said worriedly: "CEO, I think it's better if I get off, if Jiang Ruxue finds out, she … …"

"If she can bully you, the colleagues in the company won't believe you. Han Yao, aren't you feeling wronged?"

His words were like a fuse that ignited her emotions over the past few days. Han Yao's tears rolled out of her eyes without any warning …

She sobbed until she burst into tears!

She curled up her legs and rested her head on the seat cushion, letting the tears roll down.

He drove slowly, letting her vent.

The sun was setting, and the sky was filled with red clouds. The sky was filled with fire and clouds, and it was dazzling. The beautiful sunlight shone down on her face. She looked really adorable when she quietly slept.

Nanfeng Haozhe curled the corner of his mouth, turned to the side, and used his big hands to brush away the wet hair on her face …

The handkerchief lightly wiped away the tears on her face, and her tightly knotted eyebrows were smoothed over with the flat of her palm.

Perhaps it was because the sleeping figure felt that someone was nearby, he actually shifted his body and leaned against his large palm, using his large hand as a pillow and sleeping soundly.

"You're just like a kitten. Do you know that you hooked my soul away the first time we met?"

Nanfeng Haozhe muttered in a low voice, not even noticing that the corners of his own mouth unconsciously curled up into a slight smile.

A cold wind came from outside the window and coiled around his hair. He was a bit panicked and had some sort of magic that attracted him to lower his head, wanting to take a bite of that pink cherry lips …

The hand that was being slept on also mysteriously looked like it had been electrocuted. The hand couldn't help but want to touch her skin that could be broken through by blowing. The sliding adam's apple yearned to reproduce what happened that night …

No, once was not enough!

He wanted it ten times, a hundred times!

The best would be to come every day!

The evil thought made him lower his demonic head and cover her cherry lips with his thin lips as he tried to pry open her tightly shut teeth.

"Ugh …"

His mouth felt like it was being pricked by someone. It was the same feeling he had when he was drunk and someone kissed him in the hotel!

Hotel...

Han Yao suddenly opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, as she looked at the enlarged version of his face. He was actually two millimeters away from his face …

So close, so beautiful.

It was as though it was so far away.

She slightly propped herself up and thought back to the scene just now. It should be a dream, right? Her face, uncontrollably, turned red. Under the setting sun, she looked even more delicate and lovely.

"I saw you were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't have the heart to wake you up?" Nanfeng Haozhe casually made up an awkward excuse, but his large hands couldn't help but cover his own mouth. He despised him in his heart, so why did he kiss his? Had he lost control of the woman?

"I... Are you asleep? "

Han Yao was in disbelief.

When strangers were around, she would usually lose sleep. Yet today, she had fallen asleep and even had that kind of dream …

Uh...

She scratched the back of her head awkwardly and drooped her head, thinking carefully: Is it because I'm too tired? Had his psychological defenses been lowered?

"Let's get married!"

Nanfeng Haozhe suddenly said this as he suddenly raised his head. His handsome face was right in front of him. Her clear and mysterious eyes were staring at her …

"Err …" Han Yao could not help but swallow his saliva.

There was no helping it, she wasn't an infatuated person who couldn't block his handsome face.

"Um …" CEO, what did you just say? "

After she mysteriously asked this question, she immediately regretted it. The marriage that the CEO said earlier, it must be about him and Jiang Ruxue, right? If she asked again, didn't it seem like she was gossiping?

Just as Han Yao was upset that she said the wrong things again, Nanfeng Haozhe held her small face with his big warm hands and declared with a determined and serious expression: "Han Yao, I'm saying, I want to marry you! Let's get married. If we get married, you won't need to be bullied by Jiang Ruxue anymore, and you won't need to be excluded by your colleagues in the company! "

"How is it?"

Han Yao scratched her head, her eyes filled with awkwardness.

"Um …" President, I admit these things are a bit annoying, but. It seemed... "That doesn't make sense..." There's no need to marry you for these things, right?

After that, when Han Yao faced her benefactor, and her boss that was swift and decisive, she was simply unable to say anything!