Childhood sweethearts:Your Highness,I want a hug!

"Oh, sweet joy." Not far away, the slender figure hidden behind the tree, secretly curse, "I want you to go to hell!"

When they think happiness is coming, danger is approaching!

"Mr. Chen, we will not delay your personal time. Miss Qiao is still waiting for you."

Zhao secretary found before, if you flatter the ability of night Xi Chen, he does not eat this move.

But if you wish yexichen and his girlfriend Qiao Yi, no matter how common and sweet they are, he likes to listen to them!

Secretary Zhao's wonderful eloquence performance stunned the little assistant.

While the little assistant was in a daze, Secretary Zhao took him away quickly.

"Secretary Zhao, you are so powerful that you dare to replace the pink rose with the red one. You haven't been scolded yet!"

"Tut, this is called intelligence. You should learn a little later."

"Yes, I follow Secretary Zhao and study hard."

The little assistant was so smart that he made Secretary Zhao happy.

With a wave of his hand, Secretary Zhao took his little assistant to eat delicious food.

"Let's go. Today, I'm happy. I'll treat you to dinner."

"Thank you, Secretary Zhao."

Secretary Zhao and his assistant were praised by the boss and happily decided to go out to the hot pot shop to have a meal together.

But this just walked to the door of the hot pot shop, Zhao Secretary felt his hands began to itch.

At first, he didn't care. He still lit hot pot with his assistant.

"I'll tell you, our boss doesn't show his emotions when talking and doing things. It's hard to guess what he wants, but I know his weakness, that is..."

"Who is it?"

"Tut, of course it's Miss Qiao!"

"As the saying goes, heroes are sad for the beauty pass. It seems that our wise and wise Chen can't escape this disaster."

"That's not true."

Secretary Zhao smiles, holds up the wine glass and reaches out his hand. The next second, he and his assistant are both surprised.

I don't know when, his palms and wrists began to have red spots.

"What's the matter..." Secretary Zhao's heart beat faster, pointed to the hot pot of red soup and said, "is there something wrong with this hot pot?"

"But I'm fine." The little assistant held out his hand to show him that it was still white.

"Secretary Zhao, did you come across something dirty?"

"I only touched those 99 roses this afternoon..."

"Are you allergic to roses?"

"I don't know that."

Two people entangled pulled two words, Zhao secretary's hand gradually began to itch.

Two people quickly check out to the hospital, the dermatologist checked, also said that this situation is like allergy.

Zhao secretary out of the hospital began to have no excitement before, "I'm really unlucky, for that bunch of flowers scared half to death, the results of their own allergies."

"Secretary Zhao, you have to be careful in the future. If you send flowers again, let me do it."

"You are smart enough, OK. For our sake, I will teach you well in the future."

"Thank you, Secretary Zhao."

After listening to the doctor's words, Secretary Zhao really thought he was allergic to roses. He kept it in mind and wiped his hands according to the medicine the doctor took, gradually stopping the itching.

Since it's his allergy, it's not about roses. It's safe to come to the boss.

That night, Xi Chen didn't hold the flowers all the time after he got them. He drove to the apartment to pick them up.

When he saw the well-dressed night only came out of the apartment, he raised his mouth and took out the roses in the car to give her.