His Sweet Embrace

When the voice fell, Fu zhanting directly pressed Jinyue on the sofa. Then, those documents slipped down from the sofa

"File, file!" Jinyue wanted to reach out to pick it up, but he suppressed it and couldn't move at all.

"When is it, still thinking about the documents?" He said in his spare time, then directly bowed his head and kissed her lips

"Hmm..." Jin Yue exclaimed, holding his suit coat tightly.

"Fu Shao." Suddenly, the two people on the sofa were interrupted by this cry.

When housekeeper Fu entered the main hall, he didn't expect to see this scene. When he was old, he quickly lowered his head.

Jinyue hurriedly pushed Fu zhanting away and immediately sat up.

"What's the matter?" Fu zhanting frowned. Compared with the flustered Jinyue, he was slow and leisurely.

"Dinner is ready. Can we have dinner?" The housekeeper inquired with his head down.

"Yes."

"OK." Housekeeper Fu answered immediately and hurried towards the restaurant.

Jin Yue lowered her head and blushed. Before he said anything, she took the lead in saying, "don't do that in the living room in the future!"

"What kind of thing?" He looked at her with a smile on his lips and asked knowingly.

"Just like that!"

He smiled, stood up and handed her his palm

Jinyue put her little hand in his broad palm. With a little force, he pulled her into his arms!

He raised a very bad smile and said in her ear, "OK, do it outside the living room in the future."

“……”

That's not what she meant! How can anyone play word games like this?!

During the dinner.

Jin Yue asked aloud as she lowered her head to pick up rice: "what are you going to do next? Du Menglan gave me three days to think about it. "

"Promise her." He sandwiched the cut calf chops into her bowl.

"I see. I'll give her an answer the day after tomorrow."

He nodded and then sandwiched the carrot into her bowl.

"Fu zhanting..." Jinyue looked at the carrots in the bowl and frowned at once.

"Picky eaters must be changed." His tone is indisputable.

"I......" Jin Yue wronged and put the carrot in her mouth. "Fu Shao bullied me so much, aren't you afraid I'll get the trigger and leave directly?"

Fu zhanting looked at her wronged look, smiled and asked her, "as long as I want to catch you, where can you escape?"

"I'm... I'm on the thief ship, Fu Shao? Can't even jump off the boat? " Jinyue is wronged. Under Fu zhanting's gaze, she mechanically puts the carrot into her mouth and chews it. It tastes like chewing wax.

"How do you jump on a ship sealed on all sides?" Then he put carrots into her bowl.

Jinyue was speechless. She looked at him angrily and put carrots into her mouth one by one under his gaze.

He watched her put carrots into her mouth one by one, and was particularly satisfied with her picky eating habits. He would ask her to correct them one by one, at least to achieve balanced nutrition!

Then, Jinyue seemed to think of something. She looked up at him and asked, "Du Menglan told me that the emerald trigger was in her hand, but would she really give me the trigger?" She always thinks it's not that easy.

"What do you think?" Fu zhanting is very interested in her idea.

"I don't think she will give it to me. She likes you so much and can't hold a grain of sand in her eyes. Even if I leave you, I have a chance to get back together with you. She should directly..." said. Jinyue made a neck wiping action on her neck, which means "kill".

Fu zhanting frowned and said firmly, "I don't disdain her like. Secondly, I won't let her have any chance to hurt you."

"I know!" She believed him.

At night, "after dinner exercise" is in full swing in the master bedroom

"Fu zhanting, hurry up!" Jin Yue urged her. She felt soft all over. Why hasn't this guy finished yet!

"Come on? Do you think it's milking? "

"Woo... I want to limit the time. I don't want to be unable to get up at work tomorrow!"

"Leave!"

Before she asked for leave, this guy just approved it? The implication is, really don't want her to get up smoothly tomorrow?

"Fu zhanting, you bastard!" Jinyue finally found a chance to talk.

"Well, you bastard who loves you."

He smiled, bowed his head and kissed her lips again

This night, destined not to sleep.

……

The next morning, Jinyue asked for leave and didn't come to work.

The whole chaebol was talking again, but only Xing Sen could see how energetic and happy their president was in the morning.

Zuo Jiatong went to the tea room to pour a cup of coffee. When she heard the comments of three or two groups of colleagues, she was even more worried about Jinyue. She immediately sent her a wechat message: "sister Jinyue, what's wrong with you? Have you seen it in the hospital? "

But until noon, Jinyue didn't reply.

"Jiatong, send some documents up."

"OK, Sister Zhang." After taking the documents, Zuo Jiatong immediately went to the floor where the president's office was located.

Xing Sen didn't expect to see her here again. He smiled at her and asked, "send the documents again?" In fact, he just wanted to talk to her.

"Yes." Zuo Jiatong nodded. She is an intern in the finance department. She must do the job of sending documents.

"Give it to me." Xing Sen reached out to her.

Zuo Jiatong hesitated, then shook his head and said, "I, I'd better send it to the Secretariat."

I asked him for help last time. He was the right-hand man of the president. She didn't mean to ask him to help deliver the documents.

"Don't be so outspoken. I'm willing to help others. You're sad by them. Why do you have to hit the muzzle of the gun?" Xing Sen is not a talker. When talking to Zuo Jiatong, he almost racked his brains and tried his best.

Then he took the stack of documents from Zuo Jiatong and said, "give it to me. I'll send it to the president in person."

"Then please Xing tezhu, thank you." Zuo Jiatong looked at Xing Sen with embarrassment. He was a little shy and uncomfortable.

"You're welcome." Xing Sen smiled particularly simple and honest. The smiling tiger disappeared in front of Zuo Jiatong.

Zuo Jiatong looked at Xing sen in front of him and hesitated.

"You have something to ask, don't you?" Xing Sen saw it.

Zuo Jiatong nodded.

"Go ahead."

Zuo Jiatong looked around. After confirming that there was no other person, he carefully said, "can you ask?"

Xing Sen immediately gave a positive answer: "yes, I won't tell others."

Zuo Jiatong chose to believe him, "Xing tezhu, you are the right hand of the president. You must be very close to the president. You must know more than us."