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Chapter 742 Wearing the President's Text: Vicious Female Supporting VS Villainous BOSS (33)

This morning, Le Tong has run back and forth a few times to pick up the ball, and he has never run so many times in his life.

And what's even more annoying is that every time Lan Qingjiu hits the ball, it's like doing it on purpose, hitting farther and farther.

After playing a ball, Lan Qingjiu looked at Le Tong, who was panting, and smiled slightly, "Go and pick it up."

Le Tong raised his head and stared closely at Lan Qingjiu who was only eight or nine steps away from her, especially at this moment with a smile on his face, as if she was the little white mouse in his hand and he was the cat , kept teasing her, watching her make a fool of herself and laughing beside her.

A force of resistance suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

She stood up straight, tore off the hat on her head, threw it on the ground, and said angrily to Lan Qingjiu, "No, you can find someone else."

Her running legs are about to break, and there are so many ball pickers on the golf course who don't use them, so they insist on ordering her.

It's like she's a robot.

The seaweed-like long hair was not restrained by the hat, and it fell down. The breeze was blowing, and the hair was flying in the air. A little hair swept over the red lips, and the broken hair on the forehead was wet with sweat, and it was tightly attached to it. With post-exercise flush, brows are slightly frowned, and eyes are shy, like a little girlfriend who is having a temper tantrum, charming and charming.

Lan Qingjiu was slightly absent-minded.

Le Tong's eyes dodged, her heart sank sharply, and she felt a bad feeling. She seemed to have yelled at the big boss just now, so she must think of other ways to deal with her.

A trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, why couldn't he hold his breath.

His eyes rolled around, and then his eyes lit up. He bent down and picked up the hat on the lawn and put it on his head casually. He walked two steps and stopped three steps, and slowly moved towards Lan Qingjiu, "That... a misunderstanding, just now I'm talking in my sleep, I'll pick it up now."

As soon as the words fell, the footsteps had already turned in a direction and wanted to go out.

The moment they passed by, Lan Qingjiu reached out and grabbed her wrist.

A force pulled her back, and Le Tong staggered back a few steps before barely standing still. She turned around and found that it was Lan Qingjiu who was holding her hand. Le Tong was a little puzzled, "What's the matter?" ?”

Lan Qingjiu let go of her hand and said calmly, "I'm tired of playing, go back to the manor."

The corners of Le Tong's mouth gradually turned up, even the air was tinged with joy, and he nodded heavily at Lan Qing.

I can finally go back and have a good rest.

Lan Qingjiu looked deeply at Le Tong's smiling face, the corners of her mouth curled up almost invisible, and her mood improved accordingly.

Le Tong was always paying attention to Lan Qingjiu, and naturally noticed his emotional changes. He was a little puzzled by the sudden good mood of the big boss, but whatever, as long as he didn't torment her.

By the time the group left the stadium, it was already lunch time.

Lan Qingjiu didn't go back to the manor directly, but went to a restaurant.

Back to the manor after lunch.

As soon as she got home, Le Tong expressed her desire to go back to rest in a gentle voice. Fortunately, Lan Qingjiu didn't make things difficult for her this time.

With permission, Le Tong went upstairs.

After taking a bath, she immediately rushed to the big bed, and now she wanted to have a good rest.

Le Tong originally planned to take a nap and get up, but he overslept, and when he opened his eyes again, the room was already dark.

It is estimated that it is already night.

Le Tong was thinking in a daze, stretched comfortably on the bed, and sat up slowly...

Although he was awake, his mind was still asleep, and his figure sitting on the bed was shaking slightly.

(End of this chapter)