Beloved of Bossy President

Although we have reached the gate, there is still a little distance from the main house. If we let the girl go by herself, I'm afraid she won't be able to get there for a while.

Ling'er pursed her lips and got on the bus.

Not even this distance she felt far away, but at this time she found herself in no mood to continue to fight with him.

"What's for tonight?" Seeing eye ling'er from the rearview mirror, long Chuhan asked casually.

Ah! Oh, no!

Just now in order not to let the people who follow them suspect, ling'er did not dare to get off the car to buy vegetables.

If long Chuhan hadn't mentioned it now, she would have forgotten it.

"I'll take a taxi now and go down and buy some food." After thinking for a while, ling'er could only answer in this way.

"I'm not in the habit of having a midnight snack." But in front of the man, indifferent voice, has been passed over.

“……”

So what? What about instant noodles?

"I don't care." Seems to be able to see through the mind of ling'er, long Chuhan light way.

"That's good." Ling Er nodded and said nothing more.

In fact, she also knows that if she goes shopping now and cooks it when she comes back, she will not be able to eat it until eight o'clock.

When they entered the main room, they saw her humming a little song and going to the kitchen. Long Chuhan's eyes were deep.

"Since we did as we asked last time."

Leaving a sentence that ling'er can't react to, long Chuhan comes to the hall sofa and sits down. He picks up the newspaper and looks at it leisurely.

Ling'er stops and looks back at him. After a while, he turns around and enters the kitchen.

After eating some noodles, they went back to their rooms.

That night, ling'er lay in bed early and went to sleep.

Instead, the man who lived in the room next to her went to the wine shelf on the first floor, picked up a bottle of red wine and tasted it by himself.

He drank one cup after another until the sky rose a little white in the East. Then he walked upstairs and went straight back to his room.

……

The next day, just after breakfast, long Chuhan urged ling'er to come to the garage, and then drove out of the door quickly.

But it's not right. How can this guy get to the other end of the ring road?

"Uncle Chuhan, aren't we going back to the company?" After hesitating for a long time, ling'er still couldn't help asking.

"It's working time. You are my subordinate. Do I need to ask for your advice wherever I go?"

Long Chuhan didn't look at her. He still drove seriously, but his tone was not hard to hear with a trace of displeasure.

She didn't say that. She was just curious to see that he was not going down the mountain.

If this guy wants to remind her all the time that she is his subordinate, she has to listen to him.

Ling'er's chest was blocked, but he didn't dare to speak again.

After about 15 minutes, the car drove directly from a farm.

Ling'er, who was not in a good mood, saw the vast green lawn and finally regained his past smile.

"Wow! beautiful! Uncle Chuhan, what are we going to do here? "

Ling'er lies on the back of the co pilot's seat and looks at the Dragon Chuhan in front of him. It seems that the unhappiness just now has disappeared.

"Got a friend to play golf." Long Chuhan didn't embarrass her this time. He told her truthfully.

"But I can't fight." This is Ling er's first reaction.

"I didn't tell you to fight."

"Oh."

What else does ling'er want to ask? Under the pavilion not far away, a man who looks like long Chuhan's age is waving to them.