Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 37 Naobudi CEO and his little green plum (33)

"Half a year is more than 180 days, more than 380 hours, and more than 26 minutes. Not to mention only 800 o'clock, 5 o'clock is enough to brush."

Bai Ling turned over a page of the book calmly, "And there are still a lot of bad things in the back, just find one and brush it. What are you worried about?"

system:"……"

The problem is that the plot has completely changed now!

The heroine has gone to the hostile camp of the hero, the original plot is still useful!

It rolled around twice anxiously, lying on the ground and not moving.

... Forget it, as long as the host has something in mind.

The only advantage of following such a host is that you will never have to use your own brain, QAQ.

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Bai Ling is not worried about changes in the plot, she is only afraid that her life will be too peaceful.

After all, the muddier the water, the easier it is to get her emotional value.

Xia Qingran and Xu Lu are obviously not the type to let things go.

Bai Ling knew this well, and had been patiently waiting for the two to do something.

But who knows that the two of them have not moved for a long time.

Qin Jiming, on the other hand, didn't know which muscle was wrong, and suddenly picked up the domineering president's script, and started a series of offensives.

Bai Ling walked into the office, and under the envious eyes of the secretary, he looked at the huge teddy bears sitting on his sofa: "..."

Lin Zhiyuan next to her frowned, walked past her to one of them, and pulled up the card on its collar for a closer look.

There are two lines of handsome pen writing on it:

[I wish my baby happy every day

——Qin Jiming]

"...", Lin Zhiyuan squeezed the card into a ball with a dark face, tore it off and threw it away.

Without taking a single glance, this male vixen started playing tricks on his sister again!

Who knows this is not over yet.

The next day, the flower company's truck brought a box full of roses, and before Bai Ling opened the door to get off the car, a long road was paved under her feet.

On the third day, at lunch time, Bai Ling's desk had a box-sized bento box, ranging from Chinese food to Western food, from dinner to dessert, with health tips signed by Mr. Qin himself on it.

On the fourth day, there was a tall chocolate castle next to the desk, and four letters shyly engraved on the wall - "love".

Bai Ling: "..."

Lin Zhiyuan: "..."

The company's security measures are too inadequate, and any messy things can be put in there!

On the fifth day...Probably because Lin Zhiyuan tactfully "reminded" the security department, there was finally nothing unbelievable in the office.

Bai Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the hero's persistence and action are beyond her imagination.

On an ordinary evening, as soon as he left the office after get off work, Bai Ling saw a group of people surrounded by the door.

Many young people screamed excitedly, holding up their mobile phones to record.

The focus of the crowd's attention is a cool and flamboyant sports car.

Beside the sports car, stood a man who was more eye-catching than the car.

Qin Jiming leaned against the car door, holding a large handful of flaming roses in his arms, bright red as fire.

Bai Ling was shocked at the door by this battle.

——As expected of the male protagonist Wen, the president, even though he is doing such a nonsensical thing, he is still so handsome and domineering that people can't take their eyes off him.

Qin Jiming's eyes lit up when he saw Bai Ling, walked through the crowd, and walked to her slowly.

Amid the sudden cheers and screams around him, he knelt down on one knee, looked at the person in front of him with hot and focused eyes, and held the bouquet in front of her.

In the center of the clusters of flowers is a touch of chic dark blue.

The blue velvet box was half opened at the moment, revealing a dazzled bright color.

——It was a delicate and elegant ring.

Meaning, needless to say.

(End of this chapter)