The host why is she so delicate

Chapter 27 Good morning, Mr. President (29)
Anyone older than me is considered old╯^╰

You Qingqing silently slandered.

Ye Hanchen: "..."

"Business trip tomorrow, Secretary Qiao hasn't forgotten?"

"No, no, write it down in the little book!"

With a twitch between his eyebrows, he always felt that the little secretary had something to say.

The next day.

The temperature in the car was gradually dropping. Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Mo almost didn't dare to turn his head to look at the people in the rear car.

Where is the boss waiting for the employee? This is the first time he has seen him, and he has already made the boss wait for nearly 10 minutes.

Ah!
He could already imagine how horribly he would be treated by the nightclub when Secretary Qiao came, and he assured that it would not be enough to see the body divided by five horses.

While filling up the bloody picture in his mind, suddenly a wild figure in the direction of the car jumped into his eyes. After a closer look, Lin Mo didn't want to say anything.

Weakly averting his eyes, he turned his head and said to Ye Chenhan in the back seat with closed eyes, "Secretary Qiao is here."

As soon as the words were finished, the man opened his eyes with a stern look. In an instant, a man around him couldn't help but tremble, and he felt a silent mourning for Secretary Qiao.

His eyes fell on the outside of the car window, and when he saw the petite figure sprinting towards the speed without regard to his image, the corners of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, and then turned into a slight arc.

The wide black sportswear was put on her petite body, making her even smaller. The hair at the back of her head was tied into a high ponytail, which fluttered around with her running movements. No matter how she looked at it, she looked nothing like it Be a working adult.

call---! !
Finally ran.

You Qingqing felt that her old bones were about to fall apart.

One hand was propped out of the car window for support, the other hand was pressed against the heart, the red lips were slightly parted, panting heavily, and fine strands of hair were hanging down the cheeks, the twilight in the morning added a few strands of tranquility to the girl Yechenhan couldn't take his eyes away from the delicious taste.

Suddenly, the front window came down, Lin Mo stuck his head out from the window, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "Secretary Qiao, as an employee, you are not punctual, do you know that the nightclub has been waiting for you for half an hour? There will be another time..."

"boarding."

Ye Chenhan interrupted Lin Mo's words, and glanced at him coolly.Lin Mo was flustered by the sight and fell silent for an instant.

Did he say something wrong?
The car window lowered slightly, revealing the man's delicate and three-dimensional face, You Qing raised his head, just in time to meet the man's deep eyes.

"Night... nightclub."

Grinning in embarrassment, he opened the door and got into the car as quickly as possible.

There is a great god by his side, and he dare not make mistakes, sitting upright almost like a primary school student, with his hands neatly placed on his lap, staring straight ahead.

Everyone arrived, and the driver slowly started the car.

"explain."

"Ok?"

You Qing tilted his head and looked at him puzzled.

"You're half an hour late."

The voice was calm, and it was hard to tell whether he was angry or not.

After thinking about it for a while, as if it was difficult to speak, his lips barely moved, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "It's late to catch the bus."

She got up early in the morning, she simply packed up, went out after having breakfast, and saw the bus she usually took passing by her without taking away any exhaust gas. ,gone.

So, she stood at the intersection and waited until finally, she finally got a seat, and it was the rush hour again, and there was a traffic jam, so she was late.

After speaking, there was an eerie silence in the car.

Uncommonly sorry.

If she had known this would happen, she would have taken a taxi.

melancholy!
I really want to go back in time.

Lowering his eyes, he pinched his pants with both hands, feeling uneasy.

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