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Cheng Anya pulled away a smile. "Mr. Ye, this is my personal question. I will not answer it."

Ye San Shao encircles her chest with deep eyes. She sweeps her face twice, moves down slowly and falls on the Bento. What Ning Ning Ning is doing today is loving chicken wings, and the two wings are beautiful to form a love.

Fried Asparagus with meat, the color is very green, sprinkled with a little pepper, love chicken wings in the middle also put a small red persimmon as decoration.

It seems that it is a true love lunch!

Ye sanshao picks up the corner of his lips, smiling rather than smiling, and his eyes are evil and charming. Cheng Anya looks at Cheng Anya playfully. Cheng Anya looks at him from his eyes. His face is rarely red and his heart is like a deer.

Dog blood!

Son, the dog blood drama you made up, ya, this abnormal must be misunderstood!

"Isn't the food in the company restaurant delicious?"

"I'm used to what he makes."

"He?" Leaf three little eyebrow heart a twist, deep ground squint, tone can't hear joy and anger, but have a bit of Yin Yang strange Qi, "male?"

Cheng Anya coughed twice and nodded. Mao didn't go to dinner. She looked at the dishes and smelled the rice. She was salivating. Are you hungry? I'm hungry!

Ye San Shao smiles colder. Hum, will Yang zekun cook for this woman? It's a miracle, show what kind of love, afraid of people do not know you are very close?

"It looks delicious." Ye San Shao said softly.

Cheng Anya lips corner mercilessly a smoke, what does he mean? Ye San's mind is not everyone's guess, Cheng Anya also ponders why he said this.

Ye sanshao has proved his words with his actions. He took the lunch box gracefully. As soon as the fork fell, the chicken wing went into the mouth.

For the first time, I tried asparagus. It was delicious. The Bento was very good. Although it was a home cooked dish, it tasted delicious.

Cheng Anya was stunned. This time, it was really a mess in the wind. It took a long time for her to react. Depend! Ya, dare to grab my lunch.

"President, what are you doing?"

"Eat!"

"That's my Bento."

Calm down, calm down, impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil.

"I'm hungry!" It's delicious, Yang zekun. This craft is not covered. Shit, even cooking. A man is so perfect. Be careful.

Ning Ning, who was far away in primary school, sneezed gracefully.

Ye San Shao eats and finds Cheng Anya's eyes staring at him angrily. His expression seems to swallow him. He pauses, picks his eyebrows and bites a chicken wing.

She stood up gracefully and floated into the president's office with a bento in her hand. She threw Cheng Anya out in a gorgeous way.

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