Song Shu pursed his lips slightly and didn't say anything.

Qin Lou lowered his head and kissed her, "It's time for you to speak now."

"say what."

Qin Lou: "Well, you are just my assistant. I shouldn't treat you like this. If you get closer, you will call someone."

Song Shu: "."

Song Shu couldn't help but want to hold his forehead, but unfortunately he was suppressed by someone in his hand and he couldn't move at all.

She frowned, "I told you not to watch those messy TV series."

Qin Lou lowered his voice, "Little clam shell, speak the lines quickly."

"don't want."

"Please?"

"..." Song Shumu raised his eyes with a face, "Your request is used for such things. Don't you think it's a bit cheap to sell your skin?"

"If the object is you, I can ask for anything. Do you want to hear it?" Qin Lou said without hesitation.

Song Shu aphasia.

Qin Lou is closer, "Little Clamshell..." The tail sound is extremely aggrieved.

Song Shu couldn't stand his begging like this, and he discomfortably put his face away, and said the lines with no ups and downs without any emotion, "Mr. Qin, don't get closer, I'll call someone if I get closer."

Qin Lou smiled happily, "It's useless to call someone. There is soundproofing in the conference room and the door is locked by me. No one can hear you asking for help."

Song Shu: "…"

Song Shu said softly with a headache, "Are you childish, Qin Lou?"

Qin Lou only urged her, "It's time for you to say the lines, have you guessed the script?"

"You can't say it if you didn't guess it."

"No, then I will teach you."

"..." Song Shu imagined that it felt even more difficult to escape from this sea of ​​suffering. She had to give in and sigh silently, and then spoke in conjunction with the script of Qin Lou that she had guessed, "Mr. Qin already has a girlfriend, please respect yourself."

Seeing his little clamshell looking like he was expressionless and acting with him, Qin Lou couldn't help laughing, but he was reluctant to go back halfway. He stretched out his expression and deliberately played tricks to ravage the girl's lips-

"What's wrong with having a girlfriend? I didn't want you to be my girlfriend. I just want to unspoken rules for you."

Song Shu: "..." It turns out that this is still a script of a scumbag cheating man.

Qin Lou smiled, "Do you know what the unspoken rules are, assistant Qin Qing?"

Song Shu had a blank expression and calmed the innocent and innocent little white flower scene, and followed his words, "I don't know."

"The hidden rules mean sleeping." Qin Lou couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth after saying that, "I said I want the hidden rules for you, I want to sleep with you - then do you know what sleeping means?"

Song Shu: "."

Song Shu raised his eyes lazy and glanced at Qin Lou, "Mr. Qin, what are you holding in your head now? Are tons of yellow waste?"

Qin Lou laughed and soon came back, "If you don't know, I'll explain it to you. There are two meanings to sleep. The first is to cover a quilt and chat, which is what my girlfriend and I do; the second is relatively simple, and can be described in two words, which is what I want to do with you."

Song Shu couldn't bear it and kicked Qin Lou's calf, "Stop making trouble."

"Who has had a fuss with you?" Qin Lou pressed himself and compressed Song Shu's last trace of room for movement to nothing. His slightly burning breath blew in Song Shu's ears, "I'm serious about going to sleep with you, assistant Qin Qing. I heard that you have a boyfriend, so I'll be careful not to let him discover it."

"——!" Song Shu finally couldn't help but blushed again. The meeting note book she was holding in her hand arrived in front of Qin Lou. While pushing the person away, Song Shu gritted his teeth slightly, "Qin Lou, this is a conference room, and you have a limit on making trouble."

“…”

Seeing that the little clamshell was really not ready to cooperate with him, Qin Lou had to retreat regretfully, "Your face is too thin, clamshell."

Song Shu gritted his teeth a little: "Your face is too thick and your lower limit is too low!"

"Is that true?"

Qin Lou thought about it and waved his hand indifferently.

"It's okay, I will make you like the script performance in the future."

“…you dream.”

"We'll continue next time."

“…”

"If you don't like it, we can change the script."

“…………”

Song Shu, with a red face, froze towards the front door of the conference room, "Take out the key."

Qin Lou's innocent voice came from behind her, "I didn't lock the door."

"—?" Song Shu opened his eyes wide in disbelief and looked back at Qin Lou, "Are you afraid that someone will come in midway?"

Qin Lou walked up calmly, "They dare not. And even if they mistakenly enter, I will block yours. They can't even see my little clam shell and a little tail."

“…………”

Song Shu was so angry that he wanted to kick the man in front of him out of the room.

The last two days before the New Year's Eve annual holiday passed in a flash.

On New Year's Eve, Song Shu woke up and found that there was an "unidentified object" next to him that had slipped up at some point before getting out of bed.

After a few seconds of silence, Song Shu chose to ignore it and went to the bathroom in the suite to wash in the bathroom.

About thirty seconds later, the unknown creature also appeared in her bathroom, and she was very skillful in the second of her appearance, battering from behind to Song Shu, and her furry head rubbed against the girl's neck with long hair, the kind that could not be torn off even if it was torn off.

Song Shu froze for two seconds, put down his hand holding the toothbrush, and pushed his head beside his shoulder with the other hand.

"Didn't I lock the door last night?"

Qin Lou yawned lazily, "After you fell asleep, I climbed in through the window."

Song Shu's figure is slightly stiff.

Although she lives on the second floor of the old house, the ceiling of the main building here has always been extremely high, and the second floor is close to the third floor of a normal building.

Moreover, the floor outside the main building is apart from cement tiles and flowers, and there is not even a place with only soft grass and soil...

Song Shu frowned and turned around and hugged towards Qin Tower.

"I've said before that high places are dangerous, so you are not allowed to go up again."

Qin Lou came over instinctively and kissed the girl on the mouth, "Well, it smells like Lan Lan."

Song Shu looked at him without expression, his eyes were chilling.

Qin Lou had no choice but to admit his mistake, "I won't climb anymore."

"..." Song Shu then relaxed his eyebrows and turned back to face the mirror, and lifted his toothbrush again.

Qin Lou asked: "Is it okay to sleep outside the door?"

Song Shu's hands, halfway through the air.

A few seconds later, she lowered her eyes, "I won't lock the door tomorrow."

Qin Lou smiled in his eyes.

After holding on for a few seconds, he couldn't help it. He hugged the girl from behind and laughed hoarsely between her long hair.

"You know I did it on purpose, why can't you help but follow me, little clam shell."

“…”

Song Shu gritted his toothbrush and refused to speak.

The ears hidden in their long hair turned red little by little.

Half an hour later, the two went to the restaurant downstairs for breakfast.

The three meals in the old Qin family's house were prepared according to the time of Qin Lou and Song Shu. They sat down to the restaurant, and the servants were pushing the dining cart to place the breakfast with the most suitable temperature in front of the two.

The housekeeper came up to arrange the knife and fork for the two of them in person. After finishing it, he smiled and retreated aside and asked, "Young Master, Miss Song Shu, tonight is New Year's Eve. Do you have any arrangements?"

Song Shu stopped his movements.

Qin Lou lowered his eyes, and his emotions were not fluctuating, "Arrangement? For example."

"Do you need to arrange a fireworks show outside? Or, should the young master drive a yacht to take Miss Song to the river for the New Year's Eve?"

Qin Lou thought for a while, "The river is too cold, so it's better to sleep in the quilt with a small clam shell." After saying that, he raised his eyes and smiled, "Little clam shell, what do you think?"

Song Shu ignored him and ate his own breakfast calmly, "If you have nothing to do tonight, then accompany me back."

Qinlou had a meal.

After a moment, he narrowed his eyes lightly.

Of course, Qin Lou knew where Song Shu said "going back" was going. After all, in this world, the only place in the "Qin Qing" family is left except where he is.

One thing Qin Lou knew better was that according to the news he received, Mr. Qin had always lived next to Qin Qing’s parents.
To be continued...