Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 45

In fact, ordinary lipstick marks are not so troublesome at all, but the lipstick Nan Jin used happened to be given to her by Yuan Zi'an a few days ago. It is said that it will not stick to the tableware when eating, but it is not easy to be wiped off.

"you wash?"

Facing the man's gaze, Nan Jin finally replied helplessly: "...I'll wash it."

The man turned around and pulled the chair again, "Let's get started."

At this moment, Nan Jin felt as if she was shooting her own foot with a rock. She couldn't tell how miserable she was, so she resigned herself to picking up a bottle of makeup remover, poured some on the makeup remover sponge, and gently wiped Tong Junhao's side face.

Seeing the color of the lipstick getting lighter, Nan Jin breathed a sigh of relief, hurry up and finish it, this man is really top quality!
"Ma'am, please don't use so much force."

"!!!" Immediately, with a sudden force, you can almost hear the sound of "hissing" when the sponge wiped your face, and Tong Junhao, who was as cold as a male god, suddenly wailed, "Are you rubbing pigskin?"

A certain woman picked her ears and rolled her eyes, "If you admit it, then yes."

"Very good." The man nodded indifferently, "How does Madam feel about sleeping with a pig every day?
Nan Jin didn't expect that Tong Junhao would really follow her words, and she had thought about what she was going to refute him, but he went down the donkey along the slope.

"Thinking..." She dragged her voice, dipped some water with a makeup remover sponge, wiped Tong Junhao's face carefully, and said, "It's just that the pig's chest is too hard."

"..." Tong Junhao looked at his chest in the mirror, hard?Of course he's a man, okay?

After carefully wiping it several times, the lip marks on Tong Junhao's face finally disappeared. Nan Jin breathed a sigh of relief, took out a piece of paper and handed it to him, "Wipe it dry and let's go."

As soon as she walked out of the bathroom door, Nan Jin was dumbfounded. Outside the bathroom, there were many male and female employees, neither many nor few, either clutching their stomachs or baring their teeth...

The corner of Nan Jin's mouth twitched, and her subconscious action was to cover her face with her backpack, so she couldn't see...

Everyone: "..." Is this shyness?

It's rare that Tong Junhao's usually expressionless face also outlined a shallow arc, put his big hand on her shoulder, and pulled off the backpack, "Anyone with a discerning eye will understand what is there to block."

"..."

It was almost half an hour later than the usual time to get off work. Tong Junhao led Nan Jin out of the gate of Huateng Group. When he went out, he saw the ambiguous eyes of the company's front desk. Nan Jin blushed and pulled Tong Junhao like flying out of the lobby.

As soon as Tong Junhao and Nan Jin left, the whole company began to discuss collectively, the CEO really dotes on his wife, she is so cute...

Before the car drove out of Huateng Group, Nan Jin's cell phone rang, and Tong Junhao's cell phone rang at the same time. The two looked at each other, Tong Junhao put on the Bluetooth headset, and Nan Jin connected the phone.

Yuan Zi'an's exaggeratedly changed voice came from the microphone, "Nan Xiaojin, you can do it, you got Sanshao Tong done so quickly, worship!"

Nan Jin frowned, subconsciously glanced at Tong Junhao, and found that the other party was also looking at her, turned away unnaturally, and asked: "What are you talking about? Where do I have..."

In the end, her voice became lower and lower, especially when she saw Tong Junhao glanced at her and kept responding to the man's words, Nan Jin felt that he really couldn't say those words.

"Come on, you and I are still playing wool, hurry up, and tell me honestly what method did you use to subdue that man?" Yuan Zi'an almost screamed excitedly on the other end of the phone.

Nan Jin was even more inexplicable, but I haven't seen her for a few days, so could she still turn the world upside down in Tong Junhao's hands?

"What did you say? Explain clearly."

The excited Yuan Zi'an heard something wrong with Nan Jin's voice, paused and asked, "You don't know?"

"Know what?" Nan Jin was even more puzzled.

"Didn't you post a Weibo post about Tong Sanshao's photo? It has been reposted like crazy, and it is spreading everywhere that Tong Sanshao loves his wife like his life..."

"What?" Before she finished speaking, Nan Jin screamed, glanced at Tong Junhao cautiously, and asked tremblingly, "Is it impossible?"

"How is it impossible?" Yuan Zi'an heard that the tone of her words was wrong, and said with concern: "Isn't it true? Didn't you get along with Tong Junhao?"

At this moment, Nan Jin no longer cared about having this man sitting beside him, so she wailed and shouted: "How could it be possible, I'm about to be played to death by him!"

"Nan Xiaojin, then you are dead!"

"I'm dead." Nan Jin wanted to cry, hung up the phone as quickly as possible, and logged on to Weibo again.

It was only then that it was discovered that the Weibo was reposted by Tong Xiaowu not long after it was posted, and then, as a generation of romantic figures, he had tens of thousands of fans. Coupled with Tong Xiaowu's comments, this Weibo was quickly reposted and commented on.

Nan Jin looked at the almost tens of thousands of comments on her Weibo in a rather dumbfounded manner, secretly clicked her tongue but couldn't say a word.

The man next to him raised his eyebrows, feeling...a little better.

Tong Junhao's call was made by Tong Xiaowu, with a very clear purpose, congratulations to him for finally planting a flower on the cow dung.

Nan Jin flipped through the comments one after another, some scolded her for being mean, some said she was not good enough for Tong Junhao, and of course there were some who wished her well...

At this rate, I'm afraid it won't even take a day, and everything about her will be revealed.

Feeling a little more irritable for no reason, Nan Jin stuffed her phone into her bag, scratched her hair and turned her head to look out the window.

Two years ago, after the death of Nan's father and Nan's mother, she was pushed to the forefront, and even street gangsters were eyeing her. Public opinion, debts, and life almost overwhelmed her.

It was at that time that Duanmu Chengyue was like a ray of light illuminating her dark life, she couldn't wait to grasp the only ray of light, and was reluctant to let go.

But today, who can stand by her side like him, hold up a piece of sky for her, the man beside him?
Do not make jokes.

Nan Jin clenched her fists involuntarily, she shouldn't have done it, she shouldn't have revealed that she was with Tong Junhao, Tong Junhao is a public figure, holding the lives of 10,000+ or ​​even tens of thousands of people, but she is not.

It took her two years to bring her life back to peace, is it going to be broken because of that little Weibo?
Her heart froze for a while.

It's hard to imagine what kind of eyes the classmates and teachers around looked at her when she was walking on campus on Monday?
"Everything is up to me." When Nan Jin was meditating, Aston Martin had already heard outside the garden of Xia Yuan unknowingly. The man held her hand, which was dry and strong.

(End of this chapter)