Bad Boy Pampers Otaku Girl

It's lunch time, and Yu Suo finally left in a state of low spirits. Zhou Mengmeng also tidied up her desk. A box of stomach medicine in the drawer made her dull again. This is an imported medicine. She may not be able to afford it if she sells it. Only Wen Ye is used to spending money freely and can move her desk at will.

Seeing the Chinese translation of the bottle of medicine and the instructions in the vigorous handwriting beside it, Zhou Mengmeng carefully put it away. Compared with these countless jobs, Wen Ye's attitude made her more upset.

She doesn't want to fall in love, and she doesn't want to focus on having sex with her boss. This she thought very clearly, the flower crazy does not mean likes. Maybe I should talk to Wen Ye early.

"Mengmeng, shall I take you to the company?" Ji rurong showed up at the right time and took Zhou Mengmeng out of the office. The finance department and the planning department... They went to the next restaurant for dinner. Because it's in the center of the city, the consumption here is not generally terrible. Seeing the numbers on the menu, Zhou Mengmeng realized that her wallet was bleeding.

She hesitated and hesitated, but Ji rurong, who was opposite, ordered a few dishes at random. She looked at Zhou Mengmeng and asked, "what's the matter? The food here doesn't taste good? Let's change... "

"Ah, no, no..." it's hard for Zhou Mengmeng to say that he is shy in his pocket and can't hold a word with a red face.

"Mengmeng, you really don't have to be polite to me. We are colleagues in the future. It's normal for me to treat you to a meal. Don't have any psychological burden."

Ji rurong thought that she was embarrassed to accept the treat, so she comforted her.

Looking up, Zhou Mengmeng was almost moved to tears. Without any affectation, Zhou Mengmeng ordered a few dishes directly and choked: "sister Rong, I'll ask you back when I get paid."

Zhou Mengmeng ate up a lot of fresh water and water in the hospital. The big fish and meat here made Zhou Mengmeng like it even more. After a big meal, he felt better. Of course, the premise is... Wen Ye doesn't appear suddenly.

"Eating."

He sits impolitely beside Zhou Mengmeng and looks at Ji rurong, who is in the state of flower mania, with a smile. The meaning in his eyes is very obvious: don't be a light bulb.

She was not stupid either. She quickly pulled a reason and ran away. Before she left, she quietly gave Zhou Mengmeng a cheering gesture. Now, they are sitting opposite each other.

"Mr. Wen, I've finished."

She was sitting in a formal way, taking a deep breath, carrying her bag and preparing to leave.

"Is the work going well?" Wen Ye is still smiling, a common expression in Zhou Mengmeng's eyes is almost * *. She is reserved, yes, but she is also a normal woman. In the face of the beautiful man discharge, how can not resist ah.

Zhou Mengmeng, who had already stepped forward, drew back and forced himself to smile: "well, it's very good."

"A little boy confessed to you?" He is still asking casually, but she is shocked. Is she monitored and reported to Wen ye at any time? Thinking of this, Zhou Mengmeng was in a cold sweat.

"No, we just met. How can we?"

She continued to explain with a smile.

Wen Ye suddenly gets closer, and the thin breath of his lips is almost close to her ear: "I don't think that type is your favorite."

Zhou Mengmeng leaned back when she heard the words. The warm breath almost stopped her breathing. I'm afraid that she can't hold it any longer.

"I'm going to work in the afternoon. On the first day, I don't want to be late. Sorry, Mr. Wen! " She suddenly got up, bowed 90 degrees, and left with an apologetic look on her face. The burning temperature on her face told her clearly that she was embarrassed just now.

When she pours cold water on her face, Zhou Mengmeng's face returns to normal. She is more and more confused about Wen Ye's intention. But her premonition tells her that Wen Ye is enjoying the game, just like a tiger does not eat a rabbit, but grabs it back with tenderness.

Wen Ye is the tiger.

Back at the company, Zhou Mengmeng entered a state of extreme exhaustion. She sighed as she looked at the mountains of documents piled up in front of her and the messages she received on her mobile phone. Fingertips rubbing forehead temples, text messages in her mind for a long time.

——Don't be too tired. Go to the corner after work.

The sender is "Ye". Seeing this extremely popular name, Zhou Mengmeng quickly changed it to Wen ye, which is a little pleasing to the eye. If the burden of work just makes her overburdened, then Wen Ye's text messages from time to time make her physically and mentally tired. Although there is excitement and excitement, there is still more panic. She thinks that she has no talent and no color. How can she get into Wen Ye's eyes. But he just kept on pestering himself. At least, the normal relationship between superiors and subordinates is not so.

"Sister Mengmeng, shall I take you home?" Yu Suo jumps in front of her and smiles, revealing a row of white teeth.

"Don't refuse. I'll be sad."

Zhou Mengmeng glanced at his watch. It was close to seven o'clock. He should have left work at half past five, but he forgot the time when he was busy.

"I'm almost busy here, then..." she suddenly patted her forehead and took out her cell phone which was turned into mute. There were more than a dozen missed calls. No doubt, it's all from Wen Ye.

She forgot to go to the corner to find him. In winter, can't Wen Ye wait for more than an hour? If you really offend * * OSS, how can she get along with it! Zhou Mengmeng immediately cleans up and rushes out of the office, ignoring Yu Suo's pursuit.

It's very cold. There's a chill in the air. A strong wind came, and Zhou Mengmeng had to slow down. When a gray figure burst into her eyes, a piece of her heart suddenly sank. The wind is very strong, with the sand let her squint, eyes slightly wet.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so busy forgetting --" before the words were finished, the delicate body was hugged into a generous and warm embrace, and the whole person fell into his arms, and his brain emptied instantly.

In spite of her many clothes, she could still feel the warm touch from her slender waist and flushed cheeks. His hands also recovered a little temperature because of this embrace. And Zhou Mengmeng, who is shrouded, is not very comfortable.

"Mr. Wen, you, what are you doing..." because his whole head was buried in his chest, and the normal words came out as delicate sobs. She herself felt a touch of tenderness.

"I'm cold. Don't move."

His voice seems to have changed because of the cold. His body is like a stone statue standing in place. Zhou Mengmeng doesn't dare to act rashly. I had to breathe hard and throw out a tentative question: "otherwise, I'll lend you my coat?"

Wen Ye is a little stunned: "what's yours? It's too small to wear. "

When Zhou Mengmeng thought about it, she let him hold it like this.

"Sister Mengmeng... You... I didn't see anything. I'll go first!" Naturally speaking, Yu Suo followed him, but when he saw the picture of two people hugging each other tightly, he ran away blindfolded.

Zhou Mengmeng is furious. What's the feeling of being caught and raped on the spot! She did nothing“ Well, Mr. Wen, we are on the street. Can you loosen it first? "

Her struggle turned into futility under his power, and the unknown atmosphere spread between them. Zhou Mengmeng felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. She even has a kind of hopelessness that she can't escape.

"Can you drive?"

His arms relaxed slightly, leaving her breathing space.

"No..." a housemaid who can drive is an alien. Zhou Mengmeng replied very honestly and looked at him with innocent eyes. But obviously, it's no use pretending to be innocent.

Wen Ye doesn't even bother to go to the parking lot, so he stops a taxi.

"To the Wynn building."

As soon as his voice fell, Zhou Mengmeng immediately looked at him, shaking his hands.

"Mr. Wen, where are you going. I have to go back to my dorm. "

"To my house."

His face does not change color, looking at her is rubbing the jade hand, "hand to me."

So she trembled and stretched out a hand, which was immediately held by him, cool. Zhou Mengmeng was shocked by the temperature in his palm, which was as cold as a corpse.

How long has it been standing in the cold wind before it freezes like this

Wen Ye quickly takes back his hand, and his face is calm: "driver, how long can I get there?"

"It's rush hour now, but Wen's building is not far from here. It can be there in 20 minutes. Why, the young man is in a hurry to go home with his girlfriend? Wen's mansion is not a place for ordinary people. "

"Uncle, we are not --" Zhou Mengmeng was interrupted before she spoke.

"Come on, it's not a couple. What is it? Brother and sister My uncle was holding the steering wheel and chatting with them to kill 20 minutes.

When Zhou Mengmeng turned his head, he saw a deep smile in his eyes. It was real happiness, not ridicule or sneer, nor a polite and formulaic smile. At this moment, Wen Ye is like a normal person with emotions. She looked at his face and shook his mind.

"Enough?" He turned his head, with a wisp of evil smile on his lips. Zhou Mengmeng blushed instantly, coughed awkwardly, and bowed his head like a child who had done something wrong. Oh, no, peeping was found!

Seeing her embarrassment, Wen Ye doesn't continue to tease. He just reaches for her chin and looks at her with four eyes: "what I want to say is that you can look at it casually if you don't see enough."

Look around! Zhou Mengmeng suddenly widens her eyes for fear of missing any of his details. The pretty nose, apricot eyes reveal the joy rarely seen, the thin lips that are not dyed and bright... What kind of parents can make such a gorgeous man. In addition to looking carefully, Zhou Mengmeng suddenly developed a sense of inferiority. Compared with that, he can only be called a good-looking woman.

"Here comes Wen's mansion. The couple, get off the bus!" The driver's face was stubble and his mouth was obscene. As soon as the car stopped, they got out of the car in the driver's thick voice.

When the guard at the gate of the building saw Wen ye, he came forward respectfully and said, "Mr. Wen."

When I caught a glimpse of Zhou Mengmeng beside him, I asked him professionally, "Miss Zhou."

How do they know their surname is Zhou? In surprise, Wen Ye has led her to the special elevator entrance, directly to the 28th floor. Although Wen's building is an office area, in order to facilitate Wen Ye's rest, the 28th floor is built as a private apartment, and only Wen Ye's magnetic card can enter the 28th floor.