Chapter 28

"Cough..."

After a long time, Gu Huan, who was finally relieved, coughed and his cheeks turned red.

She was gnashing her teeth and staring at the handsome man. She was so beautiful, but she was a real beast in her heart!

Hoarse voice, she angrily toward him roar a way, "North Ming Mo, you don't have the son of a bitch......"

Beiming Mo was so cold that he didn't even blink.

Finishing the cuffs of his suit, he gazed at her with his deep eyes.

Suddenly evil * evil a smile, "how, after tasted my bird, taste how?"

Gu Huan's body trembled and his face turned red into a monkey's ass.

"Bah! Son of a bitch, you make me sick... " As she choked, she made a nauseous gesture.

North Ming Mo sneers, looking at her more uncomfortable appearance, the more he has the quick feeling of revenge.

Carelessly finishing his tie, he immediately turned around and put down a gloomy sentence before leaving -

"Gu Huan, thank you for your silk stockings, Longjing tea!"

And then, bang.

His tall figure disappeared in her sight

Gu Huan was stunned.

Take a breath of cold air!

This guy gave him silk stockings Longjing tea before he took revenge on her!

At the thought of this, Gu Huan scratched the wall with his paws.

It's called repentance.

Mother, what silk stockings Longjing tea, it's just her making it up!

That cup of tea was just a little bit of lemon juice!

But did not expect, will be this guy so crazy revenge!

I'm sorry!

She regretted that she didn't really take off her stockings and give him a drink. Ah!

Asshole!

*

about the subsequent development of the toilet incident.

Finally, Gu Huan asked for a day off on the grounds of physical discomfort.

With a cold face, she handed in a leave slip to Linda.

Linda made trouble of her and asked her why she asked for leave.

Her face twitched slightly, unable to speak.

Then, she grabs the package, and regardless of whether Linda is fake or not, she runs away from the Beiming building like a fugitive

*

later, Gu Huan's request for leave was presented to beimingmo's desk.

Some crooked big characters with some kind of gnashing cursive script came into his eyes -

reason for asking for leave: tooth washing and disinfection!

It seems that the four characters are very simple, but they reveal the incomparable disgust.

North Ming two little that how many women dream of things, in Gu Huan mouth but dislike to go to disinfection!

Hiss.

He broke up when he asked for leave.

Then -

Beiming ink's perfect cold and handsome face, without any flaw, finally cracked

The next day, nine in the morning.

Beiming Mo is sitting in such a big office.

As usual, the office was surprisingly quiet.

Ten o'clock.

The office is still cold and quiet. Looking at the company data on the computer screen, he began to glance at the empty sofa.

Eleven o'clock.

The office was horribly quiet. It seems that even his slight breathing can be heard.

Twelve o'clock.

Finally, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of unfamiliar numbers -

and got through.

At the other end was a weak voice, languidly saying, "hello..."

His thick black eyebrows could not help frowning, pursed his lips and spat out a low voice: "why absent from work for no reason?"

“……” The head was silent for a while, then sniffed hard, "Oh, I have a cold."

He was holding the phone, and his voice faltered. Then he uttered in a cold voice without any temperature: "Gu Huan, if I can't see you go to work in the afternoon, I won't have to come in the future. What's more, you'll tell my father by yourself! "

Click, hang up the line decisively.

*

one o'clock in the afternoon.

Gu Huan came to Beiming with a high fever of 39 ℃.

She is not applied powder, burning red cheeks, pure pretty like a college student.

As a result, several colleagues passed by, and they almost didn't recognize her.

Even Linda, who always blocked her way, was so surprised that she forgot to frame her.

Then, boom -

a.

She stormed open the door of the president's office.

Against the burning dizzy head, he yelled: "Beiming Mo, do you have to kill me?"

Her sharp words just fell.Then he saw another beautiful man sitting on the sofa besides Beiming mo.

Men are no less handsome than Beiming Mo, but compared with Beiming Mo's coldness, this man exudes more affinity, as if those affinity naturally attract women.

Gu Huan is amazing.

Half mouth Leng didn't say a word.

She knows him!

Super star Anthony!

"Wow, Bei Ming Er, is this Gu Huan, your personal secretary in legend? Sure enough, it's better to meet than to be famous! "

A voice of banter came softly.

It shocked Gu Huan's heart She can't breathe.

Swollen? Can you always see all kinds of peerless beautiful men beside Beiming Mo?

Wow, Anthony is more beautiful than on camera

Just as Gu Huan was dazed by Anthony, Beiming's cold voice dragged her back to reality: "get out, knock on the door!"

A few words is enough to freeze her chicken.

She choked and rolled her eyes at him in protest.

Then, the body or obediently went outside the door, raised his fingers.

Knock, knock!

"Report, president." Pursed pursed unwilling small mouth son, burning red cheek, facial features to tangle together.

Beiming Mo just cold face, "come in."

"Ha ha ha Beiming two, the old man is really wise. He picked such a wonderful flower for you Anthony was stunned by the scene.

Beiming Mo has a gloomy face.

It took a while for Anthony to stop smiling, walk up to Gu Huan, stretch out his hand, hold Gu Huan's catkin, and smile,

"Hello, do you mind if I call you Huan?" Anthony's voice was so soft that he had to squeeze out water. Gu Huan was stunned with laughter. He continued, "nice to meet you, Huan. I'm Anthony, and I'm the third member of the Beiming family, Beiming Yan. "

Gu Huan's smile was frozen on his face.

Anthony is actually Beiming Beiming three?

Beiming ink Falcon's eyes coldly swept Gu Huan's eyes, eyebrows slightly twisted, "third, put away your peach blossom claws, she is not suitable for you!"

The sound is still as sharp as a skate.

Beiming Yan's face of sairuo peach blossom immediately made an injured expression and said pitifully, "Beiming Er, as a person who is used to eating abalone and ginseng's wing belly, it's delicious to eat porridge and vegetables occasionally!"

At this, Gu Huan's face became more red.

But this time, it's not shyness, it's anger!

Ya of say who clear porridge small dish!

In an instant, all her affection for Anthony quickly dropped to zero.

Even if she's not Bao Shen's wing belly, it's a dish of fried chicken.

Gu Huan suddenly pulled his hand back from beimingyan's paw, patted his hand clean, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Anthony, if you want to find the porridge, please go out and turn left and right."

Beiming Yan Leng for a moment, Gu Huan suddenly cold attitude makes him feel confused, "why?"

Gu Huan rolled his eyes coolly and said, "because there are some porridge dishes in aunt clean's lunch box!"

“……” The third young master of Beiming, who has always boasted of being a popular lover and has never been disadvantageous among women, has been ruined this time.

On the calm and cold face of Beiming Mo, he can't see the slightest expression, but in his glance at Beiming Yan's eyes, he reveals the deserved information, but betrays his mood at the moment.

He picked to pick eyebrow, seem to be the mood of haze all morning, at the moment unexpectedly surprisingly good.

"Gu Huan, go out and prepare the information for the meeting. Give it to me later."

Gu Huan was angry, "president, I have a cold!"

He pause, cold eyes looked at her plain face, "complexion ruddy, looks good."

"It's hot!" Pigs. She is so excited that she wants to smoke him. It's inhuman to call you!

He was silent again a little bit, "go to the infirmary to tie a bottle."

In Beiming's building, there is its own clinic in case of staff's need.

Gu Huan put out his anger and thought that he was a little bit human.

So he nodded, turned and walked to the door, and a chilly voice came again -

"writing a report while hanging."

Gu Huan roared up to the sky.

Asshole!

*

one hour later.

In the president's office, it was chilly.

Beimingyan, because he had a notice to catch up with, left coquettishly in the eyes of a large group of female employees.

Beimingmo restored the glacial silence.

Looking back at Gu Huan, he nests in the sofa, limping like a lazy kitten.

A hanging bottle stand beside the tea table, her left hand is close to the needle.On the small face of palm, the delicate skin is white and red. It's very lovely with a face full of powder.

The long eyelashes curled up slightly, and the drooping eyes covered the vivid black pupils.

Right hand pen, biting the red lip, frowning, buried in the knee.

Draw and write in her notebook.

Beiming Mo raised his eyes to see this scene. His eyes were dim, and his clean and flawless face seemed to bump into the bottom of his heart, rippling with an incredible turbulence.

Then he glanced at the notepad that she always flashed to Tibet,

Wei An stood up and quietly walked to the sofa.

However, the sudden strong cold air, although silent, still ran into Gu Huan's pores, and she suddenly and unpreparedly beat a spirit.

He raised his eyes like a rabbit and said, "ah..."

With a scream, she was in a hurry to save her notebook and hide it.

"What on earth are you writing about? So shady. " Beiming Mo frowned. It was the second time that she hid her Notepad like a thief in front of him.

Gu Huan grinned and held the notebook firmly in his arms. "Oh, it's just practicing calligraphy."

She had a look of lying with her eyes open.

Beiming ink's long and narrow eyes gave her a deep look. She thought of the crooked font on her leave note yesterday, and nodded with approval, "you should practice your earthworm."

Earthworm?

Gu Huan puffed his cheeks and blinked. He just swallowed it, so that he would not be upset and ask what she was writing.

Nodded casually, looked at the watch, "president, it's time for the meeting. This is the meeting document I prepared."

Gu Huan said, pointing to the file folder on the coffee table.

Beiming Mo didn't even look at it, but said indifferently, "later in the meeting, you also come in."

"Me?" She opened round eyes, "but I don't understand."

Beiming's is a profound knowledge, such as her cultivation obviously can't understand.

Besides, she didn't intend to understand.

But I didn't expect his words -

"do you need my 'advice'

There was an ambiguous air stream between the lines of the words, and the evil image of his last so-called "instructing, instructing, finger regulating" came to mind.

Gu Huan choked to death.