Flash Favored Marriage

"Let go!" She was powerless.

Song Jincheng looked at her and said firmly: "it's so decided. I'll call your unit and ask for leave. I'll go home and have a rest today!"

"No way!"

Lu Jixiang didn't agree. He glared at him and said, "I just went to work. How can I ask for leave at will? It's going to make a difference! "

Song Jincheng pursed his lips.

Lu Jixiang carefully looked at him, eyes turned a few circles, suddenly soft tone, began to coquetry: "well, Professor Song, I'm ok, you send me back to the unit, it's still early, you drive faster, I should not be late."

Just after that, there was a sound in the car.

"Well, it's like my cell phone."

Lu Jixiang said, pushing away the man and bending back into the car.

She looked for a while, and finally found her cell phone under her seat.

She unlocked the lock, prompting a text message to enter.

After clicking on it, a person's name and mobile phone number pop up.

Lu just glanced at it and turned it off.

"Who is it?"

Song Jincheng sat in the driver's seat and asked casually.

"Oh, junk messages." She replied, putting the phone back in her pocket.

The man didn't speak again. He started the engine without saying a word and drove slowly down the road.

Lu Jixiang sat in the back, staring out of the window.

The speed of a man's car is not fast, until he got on the highway, he gradually increased the speed.

A gust of wind swept the cable.

When the sun rose completely, he just stopped the car at the door of Lu Jixiang's unit.

"Ah, so fast!"

Lu Jixiang looks outside the car.

Song Jincheng looked at her in the rearview mirror and said in a cold voice, "you still have time for breakfast. You must remember to eat something, eh?"

"Good!"

Lu Jixiang nodded, opened the door and went down.

Song Jincheng didn't speak any more. He still held the steering wheel in his hand and looked at the girl with awkward steps. He didn't recover until she gradually walked away.

He has a headache.

This girl is good everywhere, but sometimes she is too stubborn to even him.

Here, Lu Jixiang just entered the unit building and met Qin Keqing head-on.

"Hi, lucky!"

Qin Keqing was very enthusiastic. After seeing Lu Jixiang, he ran over with two fried dough sticks in his hand.

Lu Jixiang was a little hungry. When she smelled the smell of fried dough sticks in the air, her stomach was very shameful and she grunted.

"Ah

Qin Keqing heard the voice, quite surprised: "lucky, didn't you have breakfast?"

It's more than not having breakfast!

She was so tired last night that she can't drink a mouthful of water until now!

"Ha ha ha..."

She began to laugh and look for reasons: "I thought I was going to be late, so I didn't have breakfast."

Hearing this, Qin Keqing couldn't help looking at his mobile phone and said, "there are more than 20 minutes left. What are you in a hurry?"

After that, she shoved the fried dough sticks in her hand to Lu Jixiang and said, "you just went to work, so it's hard to avoid some tension. I used to come to work half an hour in advance, just like you, in order not to be late for work and leave a good impression on the leaders! But anyway, we still need to eat this breakfast. Before it's time to go to work, you should eat quickly. "

Lu Jixiang has some bad ideas.

"That's not good..."

"What's wrong?" Qin Keqing waved his hand and said, "it's just two fried dough sticks. It's nothing."

Suddenly she stopped talking.

"What's the matter?" Lu Jixiang looks at her strangely.

Qin Keqing's expression is a little exaggerated: "Oh, I seem to see the king of hell, ah, I withdraw first!"

Then he turned and ran.

"Hello

Lu Jixiang is ready to catch up.

"Little Lu!" Behind him came a cold voice.

Lu Jixiang stops his feet and then turns around mechanically.

Ho, when did director Cheng stand behind her?

"Hei hei, director Cheng, good morning!" Her reaction this time was quick. She immediately said hello with a smile.

Cheng Yue has no expression.

His eyes fell, fixed on the two sticks in the girl's hand.

"Haven't you had breakfast yet?" He asked.

Lu Jixiang hesitated, thinking, how to answer this?

"Did you have breakfast?" Cheng Yue saw that she didn't answer and asked again impatiently.

As soon as Lu Jixiang was excited and his head was hot, he nodded directly: "report to director Cheng, I have already had breakfast!"

Cheng Yue picked the tip of his brow.

"Yes?"

"Yes Lu Jixiang has a straight body.

"Together?" Cheng Yue and Dao.

"Good!" Lu Jixiang continued to nod, thinking that she did not dare to refuse!

So they waited for the elevator together.

Lu Jixiang found a problem. People around him seem to be afraid of Cheng Yue.

For example, she and he just walked to the door of the elevator, and the people waiting for the elevator immediately scattered.

She was puzzled.

After returning to the office, Cheng Yue took the lead.

Lu Jixiang stood beside him like a slave, looking at him carefully with his eyes open.

Cheng Yue glanced at her and frowned.

"Still in a daze?"

"Ah?" Lu Jixiang doesn't know why.

Cheng Yue takes a breath and stares at the fried dough sticks in her hand.

Lu Jixiang's heart trembled, thinking that he had a crush on

"Why only fried dough sticks, no soy milk?" The man opened mouth, pause, he said: "forget it, you put down the fried dough sticks, and then go to pour a cup of tea."

Lu Jixiang wants to cry.

The man really took a fancy to the fried dough sticks in her hand.

"Director Cheng, in fact, this fried dough sticks"

"Didn't you buy me fried dough sticks for breakfast?" Cheng Yue interrupted her, staring at the two fried dough sticks: "you have a heart."

Well, he said she had a heart. What else can she say?

Lu Jixiang came forward and put the fried dough sticks in front of him.

"Director Cheng, you have to eat slowly!"

She said, at last, she went back to pour him tea in three steps.

As a result, when she came back with hot tea, the man had already eaten one fried dough stick, and now he was eating the second one.

"Director Cheng!"

Lu Jixiang screamed miserably. After putting the hot tea on the table, he stared at the remaining half of the fried dough sticks in his hand like a wolf.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Yue didn't understand.

Lu Jixiang swallowed his saliva and said unconsciously, "director Cheng, I heard that the fried dough sticks of this family are delicious. I have been in line for a long time today, but I only got the last two fried dough sticks."