Beloved of Bossy President

"Ling, Minister Ling, you were just there..."

"I'm thirsty." Lost in three light words, Linghai immediately sat down beside ling'er.

Linghai mercilessly refused himself. The girl standing on the court with a drink stamped her feet, hummed heavily and strode to the elevator.

See her leave, originally followed her classmate, also quickly stood up, followed her footsteps.

As for what they said, Linghai didn't know and didn't have the heart to pay attention.

"Xiao Qian, bring the drink you bought for minister Ling just now." See small thousand eyes fixed on Linghai, Ling son shallow cough a, softly remind.

"Oh, good." By her voice pull back thoughts, small thousand Huo ground return to God, pick up the drink beside oneself, hand to work properly son.

"Minister Ling, you will hurt her so much." Looking at the two girls who disappeared in sight, ling'er couldn't help worrying.

"In your opinion, every time someone gives me something, I should accept it?"

Linghai took the drink, looked up and took a big drink, looked down at her and asked.

"I don't mean that. I just think it's a little bit of that." Ling'er pursed her lips and didn't go on.

She is not a philanthropic person, but seeing others unhappy will affect her mood.

"Is there a show tonight? When I finish playing, I'll take you out to dinner. What do you think? "

Linghai didn't plan to continue the topic just now. He asked directly.

"Minister Ling, I'm sorry. I have an appointment tonight." Ling'er didn't think much. He asked, and she answered truthfully.

Linghai nodded: "next time."

Hearing the commander shouting, he stopped sitting, stood up and quickly returned to the field.

It is to sit in the small thousand of Ling son's side, personally hear her to refuse to Ling sea, almost be blown up by him.

"Ling'er, are you stupid? Don't you see so many girls eyeing minister Ling? "

"It's rare for him to take the initiative to ask you out. Why don't you agree? Who the hell are you dating? Can't you talk to that man? "

"There are people's birthdays at home today. I want to accompany them. Is that ok?"

Take out a popcorn, in order not to let small thousand chirp continue to say, Ling Er directly to her mouth to stop.

Even though Xiaoqian still feels pity in his heart, it's also something that he can't help.

……

By the end of the game, it was more than five in the afternoon.

Ling'er finds an excuse and says that her family comes to pick her up. Then she goes to the market alone.

Tomorrow is the sports week. Even if Uncle Chu Han doesn't take part in the basketball game, maybe he will take part in other events.

Anyway, I'm free tonight, so it's better to stew a pot of black chicken soup for him.

This thought, ling'er immediately came to the poultry stall, seriously provoked the black chicken.

In order to save some time, ling'er stayed in the market for less than ten minutes and left.

Back to the villa, knowing that long Chuhan was working in the study, she didn't disturb him either. When she entered the kitchen, she quickly got busy.

Wash the pot, wash the chicken, cut the ginger, put the seasoning, after a process, the things in the soup pot are rolling.

After the soup is finished, ling'er starts to prepare other dishes.

"Can I help you?" Don't know how long, suddenly, a low male voice slowly came in.

Spirit son Huo ground turns head, see long Chu Han slant to lean at the door of the kitchen, she slightly smile, shake head: "need not, you go to rest."