Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 15 Miss Qiqi asked me to bring you a sentence
Tsk, what kind of slave is raised by the master? An Qiyue gave Chang Huai full marks for his loyalty alone.

An Qiyue's smile gradually deepened, and her smile was often full of fear. She lightened her red lips and said coquettishly, "It's all five masters, and Qiqi can't sleep with five masters in vain, not to mention that fifth master is This is the first time, so Qiqi gave his beloved watch as a reward to Lord Wu. But, Lord Wu’s life is too poor, and Qi Qi feels that it’s too bad, so Chang Special Assistant, you need to find 100 for your boss Give me the dollars."

Chang Huai thought about it for a while, and he really thought about it. There is no problem with this reason, so he decisively took out a brand new one hundred bill and handed it over respectfully.

An Qiyue took the money, smiled like a sunflower blooming in the morning light, and blew a kiss to Chang Huai with her brightly pursed red lips. Then she turned around and waved her hand to him, saying, "Goodbye .”

Never see you again.

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Ji's Group, Empire State Building, President's Office.

Chang Huai knocked on the door and entered.

Ji Liunian stood by the window, with a straight figure, like a green pine and green cypress growing on a cliff, resonant and proud.

Chang Huai held a bunch of documents in his hand, about Wancheng's project of "reclamation of sea and island".

Chang Huai stood behind the man respectfully: "Fifth Lord, is the meeting still going on?"

His voice was very low, because Lord Wu was in a bad mood from the morning until now, and the bidding project for "reclamation and island construction" stopped halfway through.

Ji Liunian stood quietly on the spot with arms folded, the falcon's eyes went straight through the floor-to-ceiling windows, drifting towards an unknown distance, the clear and noble aura lingered around him, the aura was so powerful that no one dared to ignore it.

Ji Liunian had never felt such a sense of powerlessness, he was sleepless, not only that, he was also disgusted.However, behind this disgusting feeling, the taste is not bad, and it has been lingering in my heart. In my mind, as long as I close my eyes gently, I can immediately draw a picture of the beautiful girl's body.

Such a woman is cold and white, and the "Shangxiangfang" grabs a lot of them. She is fat, swallows and thin. If she wants to look good, she must have a good figure. The key is that she is obedient and well-behaved.

He is Ji Liunian, well-trained, he has never seen such a big storm, he has never been moody in front of everyone in his life, and there is nothing that can provoke him to roar angrily, but such a good self-cultivation was ruined by a dissolute woman in the morning... …

The more Ji Liunian thought about it, the more angry he became. During the meeting, it was full of images of An Qiyue's vulgarity and vulgarity, which made him not in the mood to continue.

Ji Liunian didn't turn around, and didn't ask the question of returning to Chang Huai. He just said coldly, "What did she tell you in the morning?"

Chang Huai's heart trembled, he held the document harder, and his voice was low, "No... no..."

"Say!" Ji Liunian's icy breath passed through the sky.

Chang Huai silently lit a piece of white wax for himself, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he replied, "Miss Qiqi asked me to bring you a sentence."

Chang Huai hesitated to speak, glanced at Ji Liunian from the corner of the eye, saw that he was still maintaining the original posture without much reaction, and continued, "Miss Qiqi said that pi is not a disease but it affects the appearance, you have to cut it, otherwise it will affect your appearance." The kidneys are functioning, making her uncomfortable..."

Chang Huai paused, and felt that what he was uttering was not words, but knives, and every knife happened to be poked on his fingers, and his ten fingers hurt heart-to-heart.

Ji Liunian let go of his folded arms, and his hands drooped naturally, but Chang Huai saw at a glance how much strength was clenched in the fists of the blue-veined thug.

Anyway, it's already like this, as a qualified special assistant, you should resist the pressure and continue.

　PS: An Qiyue: Humph, I won't kill you with disgust, you scum...

　　Ji Nanshen: My mother said that the new book is weak and needs to be irrigated and nourished, paw prints, tickets, shake it up... so...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)