Belong with me,My Girl!

East Chen side lying, holding her body tightly, lips in her cheek corner of the eye roll kiss, again and again.

"Ink, tired?" The voice was husky with satisfaction.

It's good gentleness.

Xia Zimo ignored him, eyes blurred, looking at the void, do not know what is thinking.

Dongfang Chen's answer was not the promise she wanted, but if she asked again, she couldn't really ask.

Her father used to teach her, whether it is love or money, don't open your mouth to beg, your dignity is the most noble, my daughter is the most noble.

Think of dad, summer purple ink eyes began to pan wet.

"What's the matter?" Dongfang Chen found, lip sucking her tears from the corners of her eyes, her hand also will hold her more tightly.

He was too careless just now, little woman. The taste is so good. He is so enchanted that they haven't been He was too emotional at the moment.

"Mo Mo," he pulled over her head and saw that the red tide of her cheeks was not fading away, as delicate as petals.

After the flowers are moistened, they show the most beautiful and charming posture.

Dongfang Chen moved in his heart and felt it again.

Xia Zimo pushed him and said, "I'm hungry."

"I'll cook dumplings for you."

What did he say? Xia Zimo looks up.

Dongfang Chen Yiliu got up from the bed, dressed and went.

Xia Zimo blinked, and didn't expect such treatment.

Can the president of Qingcang cook dumplings?

Hearing the sound of opening the refrigerator, the president of Dongfang came in with a bag of frozen dumplings and asked seriously, "ink, how can I cook this dumpling?"

Xia Zimo blinked again, and it took a long time for her to respond: "well Put some water in the pot. When the water is boiling, put the dumplings in and cook it

"Darling, you wait for ah, cooked call you," Dongfang Chen patted her face, a face spoiled and excited.

Xia Zimo felt the cold left by his fingers on his face, but he didn't react.

So, the president really went to cook dumplings for her.

She lay in bed and looked at her cell phone. It was almost eleven o'clock.

Click on wechat to see Xuanxuan send her a message, "Mo Mo, Da Zhong has proposed to me again. Do you want me to agree?"

Xia Zimo replied: "Da Zhong is true love to you, you can promise.".

Xuanxuan quickly replied: "well, look at his performance. If he can move me, I will promise.".

After chatting with Xuanxuan for a while, Xia Zimo got up wearing a nightdress.

Have you cooked the dumplings yet?

Quietly went to the kitchen door, saw the president is waving a spatula, in the shovel pot boiling dumplings, white heat transpiration, his handsome white face.

The president really can cook dumplings.

It was a pretty sight.

Xia Zimo quietly picked up the mobile phone and took two pictures for him. The dumplings cooked by the president can be sold for a lot of money.

The dumplings may have been cooked for a long time and broken a lot. With chopsticks and spades, the president picked out the only dumplings that had not been broken into another bowl. His face was full of enthusiasm, and his mouth was still humming a tune.

I feel proud to cook dumplings.

He picked up a bowl, he wanted to carry it, ah, it's very hot. He pinched his ears with his hands and took a dishcloth to pad it. Then he took it up.

"Ink ink, get up to eat dumplings," a little aunt yelled.

One eye saw Xia Zimo standing at the door, she gently smile: "ink, come to eat quickly."

The lamp was steaming hot. Xia Zimo looked at the dumplings in his bowl. Although he had picked them, there were still several broken ones. The bowl of Dongfang Chen was even more, almost all of them were broken.

Oriental president ha ha smile, some embarrassed, very confident said: "next time cook, certainly won't boil broken, eat quickly, eat quickly." He said that he also put an unbroken dumpling in his bowl and put it into Xia Zimo's bowl.

Xia Zimo scooped it up, blew it, put it into the inlet and ate it.

Eat out the taste of sweet happiness.

Oriental Chen raised his face and asked her, "is it delicious?"

Xia Zimo gave him a big smile: "delicious."

The president was very proud of the affirmation, and he was very happy.

Quick frozen dumplings are not all this flavor, it is difficult for different people to cook, but also can cook a different flavor.

Xia Zimo ate the dumplings, thinking of Xuanxuan's words, the sweetness in her heart gradually turned into bitterness. She looked at Dongfang Chen, who was eating boiled dumplings like a big boy. She just didn't say what she said in her heart.

After eating dumplings, it was more than 11 o'clock in the evening, and the two people hugged each other to sleep.

When Xia Zimo fell asleep.

Hearing Dongfang Chen embracing her, she whispered: "ink ink, I have prepared five hundred million red envelopes for you in the new year. Are you happy?"

She gave a faint hum and murmured, "a lot."

And then I fell asleep.When she woke up the next day, she seemed to have a little impression. She was not sure how much she said.

Five hundred million? He's joking.

Today's two or three, one day's work today, one day's shift tomorrow, and then the annual leave, oh yeah, hooray!

The girls were so happy that they kept talking about what they would like to buy for the new year. Ann was careful to say that this year, the whole family went to Hainan Island for a holiday, which was very beautiful.

During the last two days at work, the girls were restless and noisy all the time. Han Shao went out twice with a straight face and then slowly calmed down.

Xia Zimo is a rare meditation, has been working on the design draft.

In the past years, when she was studying abroad at University, she was very excited when she thought about the Spring Festival. She wanted to go home soon and accompany her parents every day.

This is her third year out of the house.

Last year, the year before last, she was with her mother two people, unspeakable desolation.

This year is even more desolate. Her mother is abroad, and she is the only one.

I think of the man who cooked dumplings for her last night, and my heart is full of warmth. The man said that he would spend a happy Chinese year with her.

Is thinking of the mobile phone rings, is the East Chen call.

"Hello, Mo Mo, don't walk around after work. I'll pick you up. Do you hear me?" I don't want to call her after work in the afternoon.

She was very obedient and said, "well, good." in fact, she asked for him.

Ann carefully seizes the opportunity to ask Xia Zimo whether the company has asked her to sign a contract, and quizzes about Han Shao's annual salary.

Xia Zimo is determined not to disclose a word to her.

although an is warm and kind-hearted, she has one shortcoming: gossip and big mouth. If she knows about it, the whole company will know it.

Xia Zimo knows a lot about the company through her mouth. For example, Han Shao is getting more and more popular, and is almost becoming an idol. After the magazine was published and the show's great success, Mr. Han really became a famous man.

The magazine that had reported on him wanted to invite him to do an interview again, but Han Shao refused. In line with the traditional low-key work style of the Han family, the success of the brand depends on his own strength, rather than relying on external publicity on how much money his family has, what assets and what background he has.

Ann is careful and tells Xia Zimo that it's going to be a holiday. There are many girls coming to their company to ask if they can recruit designers next year. All of them are young and beautiful girls, all aiming at Han Shao.

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