The little cold has passed, and it seems that it is the great cold, but there is still no sign of coldness in Chacheng. It is maintained between fifteen and sixteen degrees. The winter in Guangdong Province never seems to be too cold.

When Lin Xiaoming woke up, he heard a rustling sound outside. Water droplets on the window kept gathering and flowing downwards. The drizzle was drizzling outside, and the sky in the distance was gray!

Is it raining? That's great. I don't have to go up the mountain today, and the clinic doesn't have to open the door. I can sleep in under my head... Lin Xiaoming, who is still sleepy, thought about this, turned over and prepared to continue sleeping, but suddenly, his heart was again

I suddenly woke up and had left Hekeng Village and ran to the big city to work hard.

Lin Xiaoming sat up from the bed, shook his head and shook his sleepiness, looked at the clock on the bedside table, and found that it was already past seven in the morning.

When I returned to Song Zhien's house last night, it was already three or four in the morning. I slept for two or three hours in total. I didn't have enough sleep and it was normal for me to wake up with a little confused head.

After Lin Xiaoming quickly forgave himself, he got up and washed up, and then gently pushed open the door of Song Zhien's room.

Song Zhien is still sleeping soundly, her sleeping appearance is as elegant and subtle as her personality. Her delicate and convex body is lying flat under the thin quilt, her hands are folded between her chest and abdomen, and black hair is sprinkled on the pillow, and a few strands of hair are folded around her face.

The delicate facial features appear in the hair, quiet like an angel, soft and adorable.

Looking at her sleeping position, Lin Xiaoming remembered Luo Li for some reason. She was not as gentle and ladylike when she slept. She either slept on her buttocks, or she leaned back and forth.

Just thinking about it again, Lin Xiaoming felt that he was redundant. Luo Li didn't like him at first, but now she is even more ignorant. Why do she think of so much?

Cherish the people in front of you, especially those who love yourself, is serious!

Lin Xiaoming thought about this and his heart became gentle. He leaned over to the bed and kissed her delicate lips, "Zhien, the new day has begun, I'm about to wake up!"

Song Zhien was like a sleeping beauty awakened by a prince's kiss. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes, which were clearly distinguished by black and white, opened.

Seeing Lin Xiaoming in front of her, a sweet smile appeared on her face, and the curve of the corners of her mouth curled up a shallow dimples.

For her, the happiest moment is to see him as soon as you open your eyes every day.

Lazyly stretched out her slender waist, she stuck out her hands, held his neck, and said softly: "What should I do if I still want to sleep a little longer?"

Lin Xiaoming gently pressed his face against her chest, feeling her warm body and charming body fragrance, and his mood became calm and soft, and said in a doting manner, "Then let's sleep for more than half an hour."

"It's not enough, I have to go to work!" Song Zhien said as he looked out the window, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "It's raining? If it was like this before, I could sleep all day!"

Lin Xiaoming smiled, "What a coincidence, I am the same. When I am in the countryside, as long as the rainy weather is rainy, I will be lazy and sleep in the dark without eating or working!"

Song Zhien sighed quietly, "It's really bad to grow up. The mother who loves me and pampers me has left. She can't be willful anymore!"

"People always have to learn to be lonely and try to grow up slowly. If you have the choice, choose the best one. If you don't have the choice, try to do your best. If you are like this, I'm no different!"

Song Zhien couldn't help laughing, "I'm very glad that you are with me now, so I grow up when I grow up, I regret it, it doesn't matter!"

The topic of growing up is obviously quite heavy.

Lin Xiaoming wanted to make her happier, "We may not be willful in the things we like, but we can still continue with the things we like to do."

Song Zhien wanted to ask what she was doing, but she knew it without saying anything, because Lin Xiaoming's hand had already reached into her quilt.

Although she had already had a skin-loving relationship, her face still couldn't help but turn red, and her heart beat so fast that she couldn't stand being entangled by him. Then she put her mouth to his ear and whispered, "…

...Big villain, there is not enough time!"

Lin Xiaoming looked at the time and found that he had been tired of her for a while. It was almost eight o'clock. If he wanted to get to the company at nine o'clock, it was really too late, so he had to retract his hand helplessly.

Seeing his disappointed look, Song Zhien felt a little funny, "Do you dare to do it!"

Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaoming actually said, "Come on the way later!"

Song Zhien was puzzled. What was this? How did he come on the road? Are you crazy? The driver was not blind and the car window was not invisible at all.

Lin Xiaoming didn't explain, but just urged her to get up soon.

When Song Zhien went to wash up, he called Chen Zhilin, who lives very close to her, and asked her to re-turn herself into women's clothing!

No one is willing to do sneezing with hair, and it will not make Lin Xiaoming addicted to dressing up as a man as possible. However, at this stage, he feels that it is more stable to continue to maintain women's clothing and confuse the enemy as much as possible.

When she walked out of the house, Song Zhien found that a tourist bus had been parked in the yard at some point. She couldn't help but ask with some wonder, "Where did this bus come from?"

"My!" Chen Zhilin responded, and then added reluctantly, "But not now!"

"Who is it now?"

"His!" Chen Zhilin pointed to Lin Xiaoming. Although the RV had been replaced for half a year, she still felt that she had lost money. This car was worth more than 20 million!

After Chen Zhilin finished speaking, she walked out and went home to continue to take a break.

Song Zhien was a little confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. What did Lin Xiaoming do when he got a bus?

It was not until Lin Xiaoming pulled onto the bus and saw the luxurious and luxurious furnishings inside. Then when Zhaomei started the car and drove to Mingde Group, she was overwhelmed by Lin Xiaoming in the bedroom in the RV, she finally realized it...

The car shop all the way to Mingde Group. When Song Zhien got out of the car, he still had Yu Hong on his face and his hands and feet were a little weak. He had to walk slowly to stabilize.

Lin Xiaoming, behind her, looked satisfied, as if a fox had just stole his mouth.

By chance, when they entered the building, Song Zong also happened to come, followed by Luo Li, Xue Huang, and a large group of bodyguards.

Two gangs met unexpectedly at the door again.

Compared with the huge momentum of their vocation, Song Zhien, who had only three people in total, seemed weak!

When Song Zong saw Song Zhien, his face turned dark. When he saw "My Sister Lin" beside her, he was even more angry!

Seeing that Song Zong was about to have an attack, Xue Huang reminded him at the right time, "Old Song, be angry!"

Song Zong came to his senses and tried to suppress his anger, but when he faced Lin Xiaoming's eyes, he found that the other party actually blinked at him, and his face was still mocking, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

He immediately turned a furious person regardless of his identity or the occasion, pointing at Lin Xiaoming and scolding, "You vixen, you made me go to the hospital, and you dare to appear in front of me?"

Fox spirit? Lin Xiaoming felt funny, and he felt that this guy was really ignorant of life and death. He then shouted in a coquettish tone, exaggerated and aggrieved voice: "Oh, Director Song, where did you start? Why did I hurt you to go to the hospital

Is it right?"

One sentence made Song Zong speechless because although he was so excited that he was hospitalized, his own health was not strong!

Could it be that he was so embarrassed to say in front of everyone: It’s you, you’ve been so flirting with me that I couldn’t stand being sent to the hospital, so this is your fault!

Lin Xiaoming was even more angry when he saw that he couldn't speak, "Director Song, you can eat things randomly, you can't talk nonsense. When you were uncomfortable that day, everyone was watching, it had nothing to do with me at all.

, I also asked someone to call 120, and even took you to the hospital with everyone!"

Song Zong was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Lin Xiaoming got closer and asked with great concern, "Director Song, how is your health now? Is it better? If you are really angry with me, won't it be better for me to go to your office alone at that time?"

Song Zong looked at the delicate and timid appearance of "My Sister Lin" with picturesque eyebrows, and a strange feeling surged in his heart that could not be controlled, and then... his stomach began to ache again, "You—you—"

"Director Song, if you don't want to be hospitalized again, don't mess with her!" Luo Li, who had been watching coldly, finally spoke up and then gave Xue Huang a wink.

Xue Huang understood it and quickly stepped forward to pull Song Zong aside to comfort him.

Luo Li walked up and looked directly at Lin Xiaoming, "Who, Assistant Lin, I heard from Director Song that you went to find me that day!"

Lin Xiaoming nodded, "Yes."

Luo Li asked, "What are you asking me for?"

Lin Xiaoming was confident, "You pushed me down in the toilet and made me make a fool of myself in front of my colleagues, but then I patted my butt and left. I want to settle the score with you!"

Then what if you pull my clothes and my skirt?

Luo Li almost questioned him like this, but then he changed his mind, "I am wrong with this matter, I apologize to you!"

Lin Xiaoming was stunned when he heard this, because this trick was wrong, which obviously did not conform to Luo Li's personality!

Luo Li looked around and said, "Assistant Lin, it's already working hours now. Our conflict is just a misunderstanding, and it's also a private matter. In order not to delay everyone's work, we will resolve it privately after getting off work. Well... Do you think this is OK?

I'll treat you to lunch at noon, and I'll apologize to you then?"
Chapter completed!