Fast wear male god is super fierce

Chapter 272 Your Highness Is A Little Tangled 15
Chapter 15

The boss didn't realize that he had a lot of love debts.

Shaking his head and hanging up the phone, he continued to pick up his files to read.

But the voice next to her startled her.

"what are you doing?"

The muffled voice made her body tremble.

The document in the finger fell off and stood up immediately.

Han Yan next to her directly took her document and put it on the table with a hint of questioning in her eyes.

"What were you doing just now?"

Nan Qian was stunned for a moment, and then answered obediently.

"Answer the phone."

Han Yan's eyes dimmed.

"I don't seem to have any plans for today."

Nan Qian shook his head: "No."

Then he stopped talking.

Han Yan kept watching without asking.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Nanqian waited for a long time, but the boss did not leave.

I had no choice but to say: "Just now a young lady came to you and said she would go straight up in a while. It should be your girlfriend."

Looking into the eyes of the boss quietly, he continued.

"I think you should have said it in advance, so there is no notice, and the boss has no arrangements for today, so..."

For some reason, Han Yan looked a little annoyed at her serious and indifferent face.

His fingers curled up unconsciously, and his big peach eyes narrowed.

He gave Nan Qian a cold look, but didn't speak.

Just as she was about to enter the door, she glanced at her again, then turned her head and said lightly, "I don't have a girlfriend."

Then he left quickly.

Nan Qian was a little confused when he heard the unsalty words.

So what does this mean?
Blame her for answering the phone, and stop answering such calls in the future to waste work time?
You are really a workaholic, you know how to squeeze employees.

Sighing, he continued to read the file.

After work, the weather turned cold at noon.

The air in the street is cold.

Most people quickly find a restaurant to eat.

After all, in such a cold day, there is little time at noon, so it is not worth going home.

So Nan Qian stood at the door and thought about it, then turned and walked towards a small noodle shop.

It seems that there are quite a lot of people, sitting alone in the corner, and ordered a bowl of ramen.

Before the meal came, I saw a person sitting across from me.

Tall and tall, the shadow covers her whole.

Nan Qian raised her eyes and was startled when she saw Han Yan.

Almost instantly, he stood up, looked at Han Jiao, and called softly, "Boss."

Han Yan didn't speak, just sat opposite and ordered some noodles.

He was wearing an expensive suit, and his demeanor was a little different from others.

It looked out of place.

Nan Qian sat down with some embarrassment.

Maybe this restaurant is so delicious that even the boss is here.

His eyes sneaked a sideways glance.

The seat was already full, and there was only one seat on her side.

Maybe we have to share the table.

After that, I didn't pay much attention to it.

After a while, a woman in an apron came over with a bowl of noodles and put it in front of her.

She put a lot of peppers and it looks rich in color.

The aroma slowly permeates and spreads around, and the mouth is salivating unconsciously.

The fingers holding the chopsticks are eager to try.

Just as I was about to eat, my phone rang suddenly.

It's the voice of WeChat messages.

Nan Qian glanced at it, it was a bone.

She got his avatar up, and his online name is just the word Cang.

His lips glanced at the head portrait several times unconsciously.

Delicate eyebrows and eyes, with a touch of tenderness and a slight smile on his expression, nothing but peerless elegance.

(End of this chapter)