Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【233 late problem】

Song Xiaozhi struggled for a while while driving, thinking that Young Master Nangong ordered to eat the rice cooked by herself, but she can only cook tomato scrambled eggs, and now she can't find a place to cook by herself...Finally, after five seconds of decision time However, she still drove to the high-end restaurant downstairs in Nangong Building, spent a lot of money to buy a chef to make flashy tomato scrambled eggs, and ran up to Nangong Building while it was hot.

All the way up the elevator, Zhizhi ran into Nangongjue's CEO's office, put the food on the table, raised his hand to look at his watch, exactly 10 minutes, no difference.

She began to admire her own concept of time, which is great.

Seeing her panting at the table, the CEO didn't go to eat first, but got up, picked up Zhizhi, kicked open the door of the lounge, put her on the bed, and asked with a livid face, "Who?" You are allowed to run over, and why are you panting so much?"

Ms. Song was continuously attacked by the CEO, and she was filled with anger. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth to roar like a lion, "Who do you think I ran for? I don't know which pervert wants me to come here within 10 minutes. Your sister thinks I'm driving a car." Bazooka!"

"Don't run away from now on!"

"Then don't ask me for 10 minutes!"

"If you're late, you're late, what's the big deal!" The CEO was furious, "What if I have a heart attack!"

Zhizhi wanted to keep shouting back, but when he heard his words, he paused, tilted his head to look at him, "What?"

What did this man who doesn't like being late the most, who cares about time very much, just say?

He ignored her, turned around and poured a glass of water, handed it to her, and said with a firm tone, "Drink water."

Zhizhi took the water, gulped it down, and looked at him with strange eyes that had discovered the new world, "That is to say, in the future, I can be late as much as I like with you, CEO, for any occasion or anything?"

The CEO sneered, "Of course, as long as you're not afraid of my punishment."

Ms. Song slammed it coldly, "I know that capitalists are just like animals that can't get rid of eating shit."

Nangong Jue narrowed his eyes, suddenly leaned over, approached her, and said in a low voice: "I haven't seen you for a while, Miss Song has lost her temper."

Zhizhi smiled: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

He looked at her with a sudden smile in his eyes, "No objection, but..."

He stepped forward fiercely and bit her lip.

With a cry of Zhizhi, before he could resist, he was pushed down and crushed on the bed.

This dead man was very gentle when he didn't return the kiss last night, why did he return to his essence today!

Zhizhi Wuwu resisted, feeling the pain in his small mouth being bitten by him, and quickly pushed him with both hands, "It hurts...don't bite..."

Nangong Jue looked up and saw her red and swollen delicate lips, couldn't help pecking and kissing her again, and said: "From now on, if you dare to be late as much as you want, I will punish you as much as you like."

Miss Song's little heart started beating wildly...

His face turned red from his neck to his ears...

Damn it, I haven't seen you for a few days, this guy is good at molesting people!

Nangongjue saw that the rosy panting on Zhizhi's face had disappeared, so he carried her out of bed and ordered, "Come with me for lunch."

Zhizhi broke his hand, "You are addicted to hugging people, aren't you? Let me down."

"Yes", he did not deny at all, "I just like to hug you."

Ah ah ah ah ah……

Heart beating even more violently...

Ms. Song was beating her chest, getting annoyed, getting angry... Why is she so unrestrained and not strong, why is she not so indifferent when being molested...

Nangong Jue saw Zhizhi buried her head, leaning on his chest, her blushing face was silent, so she hugged her and walked out with satisfaction.

Beside the comfortable boss chair, Zhizhi thought that Nangong would never let him down, but he hugged her and sat down directly, holding her waist in one hand and turning it clockwise, straight into the standard posture he likes.

Miss Song always felt that she was like a weak bird in Nangong Jue's arms, and could only be manipulated...

In fact, she is not weak and small in terms of height and physique. It is only in front of Nangongjue's height of 1.9 meters that she looks so small.

Nangong Mo put his arms around her waist with one hand, and started to open the lunch box with the other, preparing to eat.

Zhizhi looked at the ambiguous posture of the two, and finally said speechlessly: "You don't feel comfortable holding me to eat, so you might as well let me go."

His hand stopped for a while, and he said with a blank expression: "If you have enough hugs, let it go naturally."

"When will you hold enough?" Zhizhi raised his wrist and started the timer, "One million an hour, start counting now, and the plane fare, CEO, you haven't paid me yet."

Young Master Nangong sneered, picked up a check on the table and threw it over, "Is it enough?"

Miss Song glared at him, "perubahan bentuk." (Perubahan bentuk)

"I can understand Indonesian," the CEO warned, squinting his hawk-like eyes at her, "Miss Song, are you inviting me to continue punishing you?"

Ms. Song smiled: "Since ancient times, loyal words have been harsh to my ears. I just like to tell the truth. Are you not willing to listen to it, President?"

"Since you like to tell the truth, tell me." He stared at her with a pair of jet-black eyes, "Why did you kiss me when we first met?"

what……

When we met for the first time, it was inevitable to be frivolous.

It's normal to kiss a cold man by mistake.

Miss Song suddenly felt sad, turned her head silently, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and felt sorry for all the embarrassments she had suffered at that time...

Nangong Jue picked up the chopsticks, tasted it, frowned, and put down the chopsticks.

Zhizhi looked at him cautiously, "What's wrong?"

He said: "I'm full, throw away the rest."

President, you grew up eating air, so you'll be full with just one bite!

How far have you been a prodigal, CEO?

I will cast aside you on behalf of the hens who breed eggs!

"Forget it if you don't eat it, I'll bring it here for nothing."

She took back the lunch box angrily, got down from his arms, picked up the things and walked towards the lounge.

Nangong Mo didn't stop her, but just looked at her back, took a long time to look away, and turned his head away...

(Recognizing the father is still involved in the plot, so it will take a few days to write, but who is the father, I will write more and more clearly, it is always easy to guess~~ Thank you for the gold medal 13956403896 gave to Mo, Meme╭(╯3╰)╮I’m resting at home today, I’ll try my best ^_^)