His Private Sweetheart

It was loud, clear and loud.

Ye Xinya's beautiful voice, like a yellow warbler, sounded in the quiet and empty hall.

So the servants heard it and looked at the girl who wanted to resign as soon as she came in. Is she really a job in the presidential palace? Is it any job on the street? Come and go as you like?

Dongfang Qiyou's body must be moving forward. He turns around, and his deep and indifferent eyes fall on the girl behind him. He squints and says, "don't you want that job?"

Ye Xinya immediately raised her eyebrows and said, "yes! But what happened last night, didn't you quit me? "

Dongfang Qiyou snorted, "you are stupid enough. You said I'm ruthless and don't respect your efforts. Now, I'll give you another chance."

"What? Will you give me another chance? Really? That's great. I'd like to stay. " Ye Xinya immediately became naive.

The servants on one side were a little silly. The president's home was the most solemn and inviolable place for them. However, at the moment, looking at the girl with a bright smile and innocence, they all laughed.

Dongfang Qiyou frowned. Is this woman brilliant when she gives her some color?

Ye Xinya also realized that her behavior was too much. She immediately covered her mouth and left a pair of bright and moving eyes.

The East prays for you to look into that pair of smiling eyes, the eye bottom again cold a few minutes, inexplicable, see her so happy, he is a little displeased.

Because this woman is too unruly and presumptuous in front of his identity.

After Dongfang Qiyou enters the restaurant, ye Xinya comes out of the garden and breathes. She never thought she would have a chance.

"Miss ye, your excellency is looking for you." Ah Hua, the maid, came out and said to her.

"Oh! What can he do for me? " Ye Xinya blinked.

Ah Hua, a 40 year old woman, couldn't help laughing at her loveliness. "You're your maid. He's looking for you. Naturally, there's something wrong. Go! Don't annoy the president any more. "

"Oh! Thank you. I'll go right now. " With that, ye Xinya strides in the direction of the restaurant.

When Dongfang Qiyou finished his meal, he was turning over the Folk News with his iPad on the sofa. Ye Xinya came and bowed respectfully, "Mr. President, you're looking for me."

"Come to me with pen and paper and copy some news for me." The East prayed to her.

Ye Xinya, with a cry, quickly takes the paper and pen from the cupboard and sits beside him. Dongfang Qiyou looks at people's livelihood events, so he must want to focus on some of them for investigation.

Ye Xinya can't help but curiously stretch her neck to look at his screen. Dongfang Qiyou's sight is blocked by her small head. His big palm lifts up, covers her face and pushes her head aside.

Under the big palm, the soft facial features and skin were touched in his hand. It was so tender and smooth that it hit the man's heart. He immediately pulled back his hand.

Ye Xinya was so embarrassed that she sat up straight, looked at her nose, nose and heart, and did not dare to look at it any more.

But it's true that the man's hand touched her face just now.

After reading a piece of news, Dongfang Qiyou said to her, "copy this one down, just copy the title."

"Oh! Good Yexinya should be a, and then, just found that the title of the word is really small, and she has two Baidu myopia, so

Her body and unconsciously toward the man's chest leaning over, thin shoulder against the man's arm, the girl narrowed a pair of eyes seriously looking at the title.

Dongfang Qiyou's eyes fell on her with great complexity. Should he really doubt whether this woman is intentional or intentional? Does she want to attract his attention or take advantage of him?

After ye Xinya finished copying, she sat here waiting for him to see the next one. Therefore, for each copy, she had to Nestle most of her body on the man's chest to see clearly.

And the man, knowing to send the iPad to her eyes, avoided such contact, but it seems that the man also intentionally did not do so.

One afternoon, no servant dares to come in and disturb me, even a cup of tea, because a man and a woman on the sofa look so harmonious and warm.

After copying a whole page, ye Xinya's handwriting is beautiful. Dongfang Qiyou takes it and looks at it. Then he says to her, "take a picture and send it to me."

Ye Xinya immediately some embarrassed, "I don't have your mobile phone number."

Dongfang Qiyou has two mobile phone numbers, one is a private number and the other is a work number.

"Get your cell phone." The East prays for you.

Ye Xinya takes out her mobile phone from her pocket and hands it to him. Dongfang Qiyou presses a serial number on it and gives it back to her.

Ye Xinya's heart beats faster. So, does she have the president's mobile phone number in her mobile phone book?

It's an honor! When saving the number, an idea flashed in her head. She must not save the four words of Oriental blessing. Otherwise, if she is seen by others, don't misunderstand her.Her eyes secretly stole a glance at the man, and then, naturally thought of two words, "ice."

Yes, save these two words! Who said he was as cold as ice?

After ye Xinya saved it, she immediately took a picture and sent it to him. Dongfang Qiyou took her mobile phone, forwarded her message, threw it away and got up.

"Are you going out?" Ye Xinya asked behind her.

Dongfang Qiyou looked down for a few seconds and said to her, "go to change clothes and accompany me to a place."

"Oh Ye Xinya has a feeling of being flattered. Going out with the president is definitely another honor.

When ye Xinya changed her clothes and came out of the hall to wait, the servants who were working on one side had already understood one thing. It seems that there is a reason why Miss ye can work in the presidential palace.

Because the president likes it!

And the two parties don't think so.

Dongfang Qiyou steps out, tells the housekeeper, and takes Ye Xinya out of the hall to his private car.

Ye Xinya is sitting in the car, next to the country's largest leader. Her care is dirty and she can't stop popping. In her heart, the one who can ride with the president is definitely not a civilian of her identity.

"Where are we going?" Ye Xinya asked curiously.

"You'll know when you go." When Dongfang Qiyou finished, he picked up the newspaper and looked silent.

Ye Xinya bit her little mouth and turned her face to the window to see the scenery. I don't know why. Sitting in this car, everything outside has become the feeling of a king on a tour.