to confess
Confession
"Qingyi, you won't want to get angry on my steering wheel, right?" Zheng Xiaoling looked at her and suddenly felt a little panicked. His car was a new one, but it was a limited edition new car.
"I'm angry in the United States, Brother Mingxi will take me to drive his Hummer and tell me to drive." Her eyes never left his steering wheel, as if full of desire.
"You are racing too." He said, holding back his smile. Thinking about a delicate and gentle woman, who looks like a racing car. He really finds it funny.
"Don't believe me?" Qingyi looked at him with a smile on his face and was very dissatisfied. "Do you want me to give it a try?"
"Qingyi, no, no need. You see, it's the peak time now." He smiled and pointed to the section outside, allowing Qingyi to see clearly.
It was indeed already the peak section, and there were frequent traffic jams here. She didn't say anything else, but she still told Zheng Xiaoling with her eyes that if she didn't believe her driving skills, she could still try it for him.
When she arrived at the company, she was surprised to see that Zheng Xiaolang and Ouyang Fen had already arrived. She was a little puzzled for a moment. It was obvious that they left first, but why did they arrive first?
"Qingyi, Zheng Ying can't come to work today. Can you help me for a few days?" After opening the door, Zheng Xiaolang's somewhat haggard face showed a hint of fatigue, and he was also weak in his words.
"Didn't Ouyang Fen come to work? It's not enough to have her help you?" Qingyi leisurely drank the little coffee just brewed, and didn't look at him. Why did he pretend to be so weak, want to gain sympathy, and find the wrong person.
"You knew she was not a material for work, so she couldn't sort out the information for the meeting that day. You see, it was a mess. I was so anxious that I couldn't help it." He grabbed his hair and threw the information that Ouyang Fen sorted on her table. He sat in the chair opposite her without any image.
"Information, wait a moment, is it the meeting minutes of the meeting that day? I did it. I'll send it to Anna later and ask her to call it out for you." Put down the coffee, glanced at the information that Ouyang Fen had sorted on the table, and she turned on the computer and carefully searched the meeting minutes of the day.
After searching for the meeting information, he reached out to get the coffee cup. I remember that it was on the left, "Hey, why did you drink my coffee?" Seeing Zheng Xiaolang holding her coffee, drinking it with great pleasure. She was angry, and this ambiguity was created. He wanted to kiss indirectly, but he also found the wrong person. He hummed in his heart, and was too lazy to pay attention to him again.
"I'm sorry, I smell the aroma of the coffee you made, and I didn't have breakfast in the morning, so..." Qingyi frowned, "I still have a few cookies here, do you want to cushion?" As soon as she said it, she blamed herself for being troubled. Whether he was hungry or not, he was not worried about her. But after saying it, she couldn't take it back, so she could only take out the cookies from the drawer in disappointment.
"Yes, yes, I'm hungry." He couldn't wait to open the biscuits that Qingyi gave him and ate the remaining coffee.
If he was given poison according to his current situation, he would probably have eaten it without hesitation. Thinking of this, Qingyi couldn't help laughing. This man was in a mess. I don't know if it was intentional in the morning, but the chef only cooked her portion. I guess they didn't eat it.
"In the morning, why are you earlier than us?" Qingyi couldn't help but feel curious when she remembered that they left earlier than them in the morning, but they arrived later than them.
"You have to ask Xiaoling this." After eating the last bite of biscuit, he drank the last bite of coffee in one go. He took the napkin on her table with satisfaction and wiped his mouth.
"Qingyi, thank you for your biscuits. I'll treat you to lunch." Although I was only half full, I had something in my stomach.
Qingyi knew that he was making excuses, "At noon, I promised Brother Mu."
"Then let's eat together." He was a little slutty, probably because he was influenced by Xiaoling.
"This is not good." Qingyi hesitated a little. What happened to him today was so difficult to understand his temper.
"I'll call Lan Xuan." Before closing the door, he looked back at Qingyi. For some reason, when he saw her, his heart couldn't help but pounding, like a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.
Before lunch was time, Zheng Xiaolang sat in Qingyi's office early. "Qingyi, is the work done? Do you want me to help?" Seeing her busy, he stood behind her. The temperature in the office was a little hot, and Qingyi was busy all morning and her sweat never stopped. She had a body fragrance on her body, and the body fragrance slowly drifted out with the sweat.
Zheng Xiaolang was soaked by her fragrance, and his body actually had an indescribable desire, longing to hold her tightly in his arms and longing to press under him. His mind was full of scenery... "What's wrong with you, President?"
Qingyi turned around and looked at him with a gloomy face and unfathomable eyes. She felt a little panicked in her heart. Is this the way a man's animal desire attack? She didn't seduce him or make any ambiguous actions. I heard that men's sex and love are separated, and men can have *loved love with a woman they don't love. When she thought of this, she couldn't help but take a step back. Unexpectedly, there was a filing cabinet behind her, and her body suddenly bumped into her.
"Oh, it hurts so much." She knew she had hit the corner of the filing cabinet, and she was so painful that she was breathing.
"Take me like a pervert! Go back with no chance." Seeing her bump into the filing cabinet, he realized a little bit, and finally pulled his thoughts back from the windings.
Qingyi endured the pain and originally wanted to say that you were not a pervert or a pervert like that. But seeing that he was a little worried about her, he didn't have the nerve to scold her.
"Come on, let me see if there is any bruises." He refused to resist and let her turn her back to him. Today she was wearing a white silk short-sleeved top and a light green skirt. His hot palm was pressed against her back with a fire-like temperature. There was a large red patch on her back. It seemed that it was bumping lightly just now. The big palm rubbed gently, "I will have to get abrasion medicine when I go back tonight. It hurts. I can't rub it too hard now, otherwise it will swell."
Ouyang Fen stood quietly at the door, with sparks in his eyes, and his fists tightly pinched. It turned out that he was really moved by Wen Qingyi. No wonder he didn't respond because she tempted him last night.
"Xiaolang, what's wrong with Miss Wen?" She changed her face to a faint smile and walked towards them.
As soon as he heard Ouyang Fen's gentle and concerned voice, he suddenly began to disgust himself. What's wrong with him? Even though he was a little tired of Ouyang Fen now, she was the woman he once loved the most.
"It's okay, I just turned around and hit her too quickly." She hurriedly pulled down her clothes, regardless of whether Zheng Xiaolang's hand was still pressed against her back. She pushed him away, turned off the computer, took the hanging bag and prepared to go out.
Zheng Xiaolang's face was a little ugly, and his gloomy eyes could not tell what he was thinking. Ouyang Fen smiled gently, and the tenderness of the little woman was simply perfectly interpreted.
Because he was injured on his back, the dinner had to be cancelled. He was originally going to take the bus back alone, but who knew that he had just walked out of the company gate. He saw Zheng Xiaoling wearing a suit, leaning against the front of the car, smoking a cigarette. The smoke was shrouded in a daze, and his eyes were a little confused and I wonder where he was looking. Qingyi secretly wanted to bypass the side, but he raised his eyes and shouted, "Qingyi, let's sit in the car, so hot."
Knowing that there was no hope of stealing, Qingyi smiled. "I want to go by myself."
"It's so hot, where can you go?" His eyes were complicated and deep, and the corners of his mouth were bent as if mockingly.
In September, it was still as hot as if the earth was burned. Not long after she walked out, her face was already red, and sweat was coming out of her forehead and body. It was indeed where she could go in such a hot weather. After thinking about it, she walked towards his car obediently.
Soothing music flowed in the restaurant, and Qingyi sucked the juice with satisfaction.
"How is it? The environment here is good, right?" Zheng Xiaoling picked up the coffee on the table and drank, his eyes a little erratic, making people unable to understand what he was thinking at the moment.
"Brother is looking for you today?" Zheng Xiaoling asked unintentionally, and gently turned the cup on the table with one hand, looking a little lonely.
"Well." Qingyi took another sip of juice and responded. She was a little surprised. What happened to these two brothers. She always knew that Zheng Xiaolang loved Ouyang Fen, so if Zheng Xiaoling said he had something to ask her, she would laugh. After all, she was not that narcissistic. Although Zheng Xiaolang had been a little abnormal recently, she thought he wanted to be a good father or something. But no matter what he had, he just didn't think that Ouyang Fen was a good stepmother. Her child would not be handed over to a woman who didn't like children.
"Qingyi, do I have a place in your heart?" His lips suddenly bent, and the loneliness in his eyes became deeper.
"Ahem, Xiaoling, what are you kidding? I'm treating you as my brother." Qingyi choked on the juice and glanced at Zheng Xiaoling with her eyes. She was guessing in her heart whether he had suffered some blow. At first, he told her that he had a fiancée. Yesterday, Aunt Wang said that a girl who had been chasing him for three years was coming tomorrow. She was going to live in his house for a month. I heard that she was here to study, and by the way she came to chase Xiaoling.
"Qingyi, do you think I'm joking. I'm older than you, how could you treat me as your younger brother?" Zheng Xiaoling made up his face, and then he realized that Qingyi had always regarded their relationship as a relative. He was really angry and funny in his heart, and he smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand on her backrest. What is this woman's eq? If you have Kongzhen, you should take her to the hospital for a thorough examination.
Chapter completed!