No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Chapter 28 Troubleshooting

Shao Rongqian leaned back on the office chair, the satin pajamas were made of slippery and thin material, Qiao Mengyu sat on his lap, her back was surrounded by strong arms, and her broad palms pressed down on her waist.

It was obviously only warm, but Qiao Mengyu felt so hot that her heart was trembling. She raised her eyes to look at the handsome face with deep features, and accidentally bumped into his dark eyes.

"Looking at me like that, do you want me to continue?" The deep and hoarse voice concealed a certain desire.

He didn't expect that the child's body was so soft, like a pool of water, the wide shirt was lifted up, and the straight white thighs pressed against his legs, as if to seduce him to commit a crime.

"Continue, continue with what?" The child's face turned red, like a ripe tomato.

A pair of charming fox eyes are full of nervousness and shyness, like a bride on a wedding night, at a loss and bewildered, making people want to bully her.

"Come to me dressed like this in the middle of the night, what do you want to continue?" Shao Rongqian's voice became hoarse.

Originally, he just wanted to scare the kid and didn't want her to come to trouble again, but with his soft body nestled in his arms, he actually felt a little... couldn't put it down.

"I, I just... have no clothes..." Qiao Mengyu explained with a blushing face.

She sat on Shao Rongqian's lap, not daring to move, her heart seemed to break free from her chest, her fox eyes were wide open, and she looked pitifully and helplessly at the man who still looked indifferent.

"Seduce me again." Shao Rongqian paused, his voice was hoarse, "I don't mind having you here."

"No, no..." The child stammered and resisted.

"Why not?" Shao Rongqian lowered his eyes.

"Wait, wait for us...to get married..."

Shao Rongqian laughed angrily, subconsciously turned his face to the side, the corners of his lips slightly raised, how persistent the child was about marrying him.

"You want to marry me so much?" When she looked at the child again, her resolute handsome face returned to indifference, and her expression was very cold, as if she wanted to scare the child into tears.

Qiao Mengyu flattened her mouth, and her eye sockets began to roll brightly, as if she was about to cry for him in the next second: "I don't want to marry you, why do you always have a hot face and a cold ass!"

The kid was wronged.

"Since you know that you have a hot face and a cold butt, don't pester me anymore." Shao Rongqian's tone softened.

Only then did he know that the child's tears were so lethal that they rolled in his eyes, so he couldn't bear to hurt her anymore.

"I like you..." Qiao Mengyu's soft voice lengthened the end, and the next second, Jindouzi rolled out directly, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

Seeing the little friend dropping golden beans, Shao Rongqian couldn't bear it any longer, and raised the corners of his lips unkindly, even a smile appeared in his originally indifferent eyes.

"Don't cry." The deep and hoarse voice was rare and soft, which made people's hearts flutter.

Qiao Mengyu's golden beans dropped even more fiercely, as if he had been wronged and bullied.

"Cry again and I'll take you to the airport right now." The hoarse voice became more serious.

In less than a second, the valve of the lacrimal gland was closed instantly, and a pair of fox eyes looked at him with wet eyes, like a poor little child who wanted to cry but dared not.

Shao Rongqian really had nothing to do with her, so he could only explain patiently: "There is still a lot of work to be done, if you keep crying, I'm afraid it will last all night."

Qiao Mengyu subconsciously turned her head to look at the desk. Sure enough, there was a thick stack of documents. She said in a hoarse voice, "Then let me go."

As soon as she put the person down, the child ran away without looking back, as if a scourge really wanted to eat her, Shao Rongqian couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, reached for the cup of soy milk on the table, and took a lukewarm sip.

The taste is really good.

……

When Qiao Mengyu woke up the next day, she didn't see Shao Rongqian. She only found out after asking Li Xing. She went to the company overnight last night and hasn't come back yet.

So, he was really busy, and he stayed up all night.

"Miss Qiao, the clothes that Mr. Shao ordered have arrived, should they be delivered directly to your room, or can you pick them out again?" Li Xing asked respectfully.

Qiao Mengyu was nestling on the sofa, playing games on his laptop, and raised his eyes when he heard the sound, only to see the originally spacious living room, where there were several rows of clothes racks.

Wow!A water of private customization!
And it is a private order of the old John of Paris.

You must know that Old John's private orders cannot be bought with money. Since they are all handmade and experienced tailors are limited, they can only be supplied to specific customers every year.

In the Beijing circle, who can wear Old John's private order is enough for a half month.

With light-white fingertips running across the expensive fabric, Qiao Mengyu smiled unconsciously and bent her eyebrows, suddenly feeling like being taken care of by Mr. Shao.

Thinking about Qiao Lulu's clothes that she thought were famous brands, and thinking about her face laughing at herself, she suddenly liked this kind of joy of getting something for nothing!

But having said that, even though he was generous enough to send so many clothes over, there are all inside and out...

But that didn't stop her from wanting to add a little more.

"Uncle Li, I need something else, can you?" An extremely polite and soft voice.

"Of course, if Miss Qiao needs anything, just tell me." Li Xing said respectfully.

Mr. Shao personally ordered, he dare not neglect, not to mention, this Miss Qiao is beautiful and lovely, I am afraid that no one has the heart to refuse her request.

"Wait a minute, I'll find a notebook and write it down." Qiao Mengyu began to look around while talking.

The maid had good eyesight and immediately handed over a pen and a blank notebook.

Qiao Mengyu held a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, raised her chin slightly with a pensive face, and wrote one down in the notebook when she thought of one.

For half an hour, she was still writing, and half of the medium-thick notebook had been used.

Li Xing couldn't help reminding: "Miss Qiao, these clothes..."

"Leave them all." Qiao Mengyu said boldly, smiling and giving a serious explanation, "We can't disappoint Shao Rongqian's kindness."

Li Xing couldn't help laughing, it was the first time he saw a girl so blatantly and confidently greedy.

"Send it to the guest bedroom." Li Xing directed to the person who delivered the clothes.

Three hours later, Qiao Mengyu's small notebook lay quietly on Shao Rongqian's desk.

He had just finished solving the unexpected situation last night, and received this 'big gift' when he returned to the office.

"One purple headband, with fox ears, the furry texture; two sets of pajamas with a chinchilla pattern, the pajamas should not be split, the pattern should be the big chinchilla facing up, and the one with the little chinchilla rolling on the big chinchilla's belly; A Doraemon water glass, the one with a big stomach, without a lid, a bottle of nail polish, aurora rainbow color, the kind that can be absorbed by magnets, a set of SpongeBob SquarePants pattern bedding, and sponges for pillows In the shape of a baby, the SpongeBob SquarePants pillow of the same style should be soft but not hard, and the curtains should have a mermaid pattern, preferably purple..."

Shao Rongqian flipped through two pages at a glance, and there was a whole notebook, all of which were densely written by children. Is she planning to take root in him?
"Mr. Shao, Uncle Li really can't make up his mind, please tell me what you mean." Xi Yu explained.

The 'crack' notebook was thrown on the desk, Shao Rongqian impatiently pressed the tip of his tongue to his lower jaw, and loosened the black tie with knuckle fingers: "Troublemaker."

(End of this chapter)