Light and thin

"I remember handing over the manuscript to the secretary. The little secretary said that she just handed over the folder to Manager Zhang. I didn't want to make things bigger, so I haven't asked Manager Zhang yet." Qingyi flipped through the documents and information in her hand. These were all brought by Zheng Xiaolang that day and said she wanted her to finish it that day, but it seemed that he didn't come to ask for it.

"Then I'll ask. I know that brother won't believe you have that talent, but why do you have to give your hard work to others?" Zheng Xiaoling stood up angrily.

"You can calm down first, sit for a while, wait for a while, call Manager Zhang, and call him over and ask, " Qingyi glanced at him. Why is he still irritable when he is almost thirty? It's really different from Zheng Xiaolang.

In fact, Qingyi had already understood a fact in her heart. In Zheng Xiaolang's eyes, she was nothing, she was just a scheming woman. That day he threw the stomach medicine down the window was the best proof. He would not even give her a chance to explain, and it was even more impossible to listen to her explanation. In fact, it was because in his heart he had already classified her as that type of person.

After Manager Zhang came, he actually couldn't figure it out because he made sure that the little secretary gave him only a few drawings. Then he called the little secretary in and said that the only ones were. They looked through the two of them at that time.

"Qingyi, how could this happen? Where did you lose your manuscript?" Zheng Xiaoling had no choice but to do anything for a moment, because they were all the same. Besides, the secretary admired Qingyi in particular and basically would not lie. So which link was wrong.

Both of them fell into silence, and the internal phone on the table rang. "You're at work, come here." The voice on Zheng Xiaolang's phone was very cold and hard, as if he was angry.

He knocked on the door, and Zheng Ying was inside. He smiled at her, "Miss Wen is getting more and more beautiful." His eyes gently glanced at Qingyi.

"Zheng Ying, are you okay? You won't go out yet." He urged Zheng Ying impatiently. Her eyes fell on Yi. Today, she was wearing a long skirt, and she was indeed more beautiful. Beauty is a kind of superficiality, but beauty is a kind of inner beauty with connotation. She seemed to have become thinner, her cheeks were a circle smaller, and her face was still pale because her body was not yet well. Only those eyes were still as clear as water, without any dirt, and pure as a baby's eyes.

"Sit." He asked her to sit down in business.

She nodded obediently, "Tell me, I'm listening."

"I have a quarrel with Xiaoling, you should know what's going on." When his eyes swept over her face, there was a sharpness, which made her want to stand up and leave, but she didn't. She just said lightly, "The drawing is indeed mine, Xiaoling is right. Believe it or not, I don't want to pursue it. Anyway, even if I say it out loud, there is still someone who will protect me, right?" After saying that, he suddenly looked at him with some provocation.

"You are really unreasonable. I just want to ask clearly." His fist was already tightly pinched and then put, and his palms were covered in sweat.

"I'm unreasonable, yes, I'm unreasonable. I can't do anything, I'm just scheming, right? President Zheng, you're looking at me like this."

"How do I look at you?" He stared at her angry and sad eyes, and suddenly reached out to take off her chin and looked at her with his eyes staring at her. His figure was reflected in her eyes, so clear and so handsome.

"Qingyi, your temper. Can you not be so stubborn?" He sighed, with deep frustration hidden between his eyebrows.

"You?" Qingyi couldn't figure out what he meant for a moment.

"Come here." He suddenly stood up and hugged Qingyi in his arms. He thought about hugging her for a long time, and his heart hurts, but she will only stubbornly get angry with him.

"You are sick." Qingyi broke free and wanted to come out of his arms. The words he said were naturally not nice, but no matter how much he scolded, tears were still rolling in his eyes.

He was sick and had a disease called lovesickness. "Qingyi, please let me hug you for a while, will I listen to your explanation?" He lowered his head and leaned in her ear and blew the heat gently. The anger just now had disappeared. When he saw her in, his first reaction was to hold her in his arms and kiss her.

Listening to his first time talking to him about terms with him in a low voice, Qingyi hesitated for a moment, and thought of Lin Meng's repeated advice in the morning, his heart still softened. Yes, if she still loves him, she should try to communicate with him. It is not temptation, but the natural attraction of the two.

"Qingyi, have your body recovered?" He gently fiddled with her short hair with his hands, his tone as if he was having a relationship with his lover.

"Well, it's much better. Can we sit down and talk?" She glanced at his office door with scruples. She was really afraid that someone would suddenly come in. It would be embarrassing for them to hug him like this.

It seemed as if she had seen through her thoughts, "No one would come in, no one would dare to come in without my permission."

"But, how can I explain you like this?" She twisted her body.

His breath suddenly became heavy, and he gently "ah" his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her and used more force, as if he was about to rub her into his body.

"What's wrong with you?" Qingyi was a little puzzled, not knowing what was wrong with him. She felt her buttocks were blocked by something as hard as she was shocked. Her face was flushed with shame, and she reached out and pushed his arm hard.

"Qingyi should not move, I can't control myself if I move any more." He gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He just hugged her tighter, his lips gently kissed her neck like cream, and his hands began to become dishonest.

"You hooligan, pervert." She finally knew why he was willing to listen to her explanation. It was because he needed to vent now, so she was willing to listen to her explanation. She was so stupid that she foolishly treated herself as the object of his venting desires and came to the door.

He gritted his teeth and stepped on his feet hard. He pushed his body hard and opened the door and ran out with a red face.

Zheng Xiaolang saw her so anxious and fast, and knew that she had misunderstood. He himself didn't understand why he could smell the fragrance on her body, so he would be so excited. Now he ran out in a tent. If he saw her, how could he be a human being? He had no choice but to go into the bathroom and take a cold shower.

After Qingyi came out of Zheng Xiaolang's office, she was so angry that she was shy and angry. She lay in the office and cried for a long time. This bastard Zheng Xiaolang, she had something to talk to him, but she ended up eating tofu by him. The more she thought about it, she became more and more angry. She waved her hand and swept the documents and information on the table to the ground.

Looking at the mess all over the ground, I was still not satisfied. I was about to call Lin Meng, but the phone on the table rang. "Beauty, are you free at night?" The voice on the phone was very loud.

"Who are you?" she asked with a frown. Although it was very rude, no one could blame him for calling her on the fire, as she was just the right punching bag.

"I, Tom, I am so forgetful. I have sent so many flowers. I haven't seen you reply any time." After hearing his own report, Qingyi suddenly remembered the prince. Why didn't this man go back to England? Isn't he happy?

After thinking about it, he still answered lightly. "I was sick in the hospital some time ago, so please forgive me."

"You are sick, are you really? Why didn't Xiaolang even mention it, and he still went to a bar with me every day to drink." He muttered on the phone. Qingyi was upset when she heard it. Why is a man so annoying? I can't stand it.

"Hey, hey Qingyi, didn't you listen to me?" Perhaps he couldn't hear her echo. His voice was three points higher. The originally clear and pleasant voice turned out to be a noise that stimulated the eardrums.

"I haven't recovered yet, and I'll go back to rest in the afternoon. I'll call you another day." Maybe my health is really not recovered, and I just went to the president's room and somehow I felt sweaty. She now believes why the doctor asked her to rest for at least another week before going to work, because with her current body, she can't do anything at all.

Just after ten o'clock, an uninvited guest came to the office. "Qingyi, what's wrong with you? Isn't it okay?" The man in white clothes, carrying a lot of supplements in his hands, was covered in sweat, and appeared in her office like a heavenly soldier. She was embarrassed for a moment and her face was no longer natural.

"Crown Prince, why are you here?" Qingyi was completely stunned. Half an hour later, the man came, and such an elegant man ran away with sweat. Two of his shirt collars were untied, and a white necklace hung on his chest was naked. The white pants were also wet with sweat, and they stared at her like that.

"Crown Prince, what are you doing?" Qingyi cleared her throat, took a few wet wipes and handed them to him.

"It's nothing. I asked you on the phone just now, but you didn't say anything. I thought you were not doing well again, so I rushed over like this recklessly." He wiped his sweat with a little embarrassedly, found a chair and sat down. This was indeed not his usual style. Going into girls was his specialty. Unexpectedly, he rushed over because he heard that she was sick, which even he felt incredible.

"Thank you, have a cup of tea." Qingyi took the tea from his secretary and handed it to him. She couldn't help but look at him. In fact, the prince Zhang was really handsome, no, that kind of feminine beauty. His skin was snow-white, with a faint halo, and was very tall, about 1.89 meters tall, but he was very thin, with narrow eyes, but his eyes were indeed rare blue. The blue was beautiful, like a blue lake. It could easily touch people's feelings. He should not be older than Zheng Xiaolang, and should even be younger than Zheng Xiaoling.
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