Honey: please be careful, hubby

"Pick ge xi, one day no see, like march xi. His face was as bleak as three autumns without seeing him for a day. I pick ai xi, I haven't seen you for a day, like I'm three years old."

After reading a poem like this, Ceng Xiaomei glanced at Nanfeng Language and said, "Little Language, you miss spring!"

"What?"

Nanfeng Language immediately woke up, not knowing what the other party was talking about.

"Look for yourself. What are you writing?"

What was written?

When South Wind went to read it, he was really shocked. Isn't this one in the book of songs? And it was a poem about missing her lover. How could she write it down? And when did she write it down?

"I told you you have a boyfriend. Tell me, who could make such an outstanding Little Language like us fall in love with him? Hmm?"

Nanfeng Language couldn't lift his spirits. He just picked up the piece of paper in front of him and wanted to tear it up. Ceng Xiaomei quickly snatched it up and said with a smile:

"Don't tear it. It's such a good poem. If I were a boyfriend, I would show it to him."

Nanfeng Language looked at her and said, "If you want to keep it, you can keep it."

Ceng Xiaomei looked happy.

"Well, I say, Nanfeng Language, you keep hiding every day. What's wrong? You're afraid that I'll know that your good boyfriend will fall in love with you. Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

Although Nanfeng Language had experienced this kind of thing, but it did not make his heart shadow, after all, people are different, Ceng Xiaomei would never do something like Lin Ling.

So, she smiled and said, "I really don't have a boyfriend."

Yo yo yo, if you don't have a boyfriend to write a poem like this, you can't be interested in someone. That person isn't interested in you, or maybe you are interested in someone and they don't know."

"You're not going to work. If your head can't find you on your side, you'll know you're here."

"Oh, Little Language, why are you like this? I finally came to visit you in a hurry. Just for a while, you want to take me away again."

Nanfeng Language immediately laughed and said, "Well, well, you better get to work quickly. Don't let anyone get hold of you. It's not easy here."

"Okay."

Although Ceng Xiaomei really wanted to stay here and play with her for a while, she was right. She really couldn't stay here for a long time, so it was best to leave from here.

As they walked, they looked at the things in their hands, and their mouths kept nagging, even the people walking across them did not notice.

Gong Yuyun did not notice her at first, but when he passed her, he saw familiar handwriting.

"Stop!"

This voice.

Ceng Xiaomei immediately stopped. When she found out it was Gong Yuyun, she quickly put the thing in her hand back and screamed in a particularly nervous voice:

"Yes, Mr. Yung."

"What's the thing in your hand?"

It's over!

Ceng Xiaomei really regretted it very much. If she had just hidden it, why would she have to watch it on the road? Now that it's good, would Mr. Yung think that she would always do something useless at work?

"Actually, no..."

Before he could finish speaking, he said to convenience, "Bring it over quickly."

Who is Mr. Yung? Ceng Xiaomei slowly picked up the paper from behind and handed it over gently.

The other party glanced at her, then picked her up and read in his heart.

After reading it, he said, "Is this written in South Wind?"

"No, no!"

Ceng Xiaomei thought that if she admitted it, it would definitely hurt Nanfeng Language, so she quickly explained, but the other party did not believe it at all, just said:

"Do you think I don't know Nanfeng Language's handwriting?"

Ceng Xiaomei immediately understood and quickly said, "Mr. Yung, don't blame me. Blame me. I asked her to write it. She always goes to work..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he turned around and left.

Originally, Ceng Xiaomei thought that the other party had gone to Nanfeng Language's office, but he found that it was not, but when he returned to his office, he was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and quickly went back to his office to call Nanfeng Language.

But before she called, her landline rang.

Ceng Xiaomei looked at the caller id on the screen and knew that Mr. Yung had already remembered the extension number, but he had never called before, and now it was to herself. She immediately exclaimed.

The others looked at her strangely, but she still didn't react. She kept looking, then she thought of something and picked it up.

"Mr. Yung."

"Don't tell South Wind that this piece of paper is with me, if you still want to do it well."

After that, the other party still didn't give her a chance to speak, but hung up the phone.

Ceng Xiaomei was dumbfounded when she saw this. Could she have harmed Nanfeng Language and the other party had not allowed herself to tell Nanfeng Language about this? What should she do now?

It's all her fault, it's all her fault!

On this side, Gong Yuyun looked at the paper over and over again, and even read it out: "Bi cai ge xi, one day no see, like march xi. His face was as bleak as three autumns without seeing him for a day. I pick ai xi, I haven't seen you for a day, like I'm three years old."

Nanfeng Language, is this how you feel now?

"Dangdangdang."

When Nanfeng Language was about to go to the cafeteria for lunch, he opened his office door and a huge teddy bear doll appeared in front of her.

Nanfeng Language was taken aback at the time, and he stepped back in an instant.

Before she could react, the other party just showed a head and looked at the other party and said, "Little Language, I'm back. This is the gift I brought you. Do you like it?"

Just at this moment, everyone came out, and when they saw this scene, they all stood there.

A gift?

Nanfeng Language looked at the gift that Ace had given her and was immediately dumbfounded. He said, "Mr. Ace, why did you bring me such a big gift?"

Besides, she had never seen such a big teddy bear doll before, so he couldn't have gone out to customize it.

"What's wrong with such a big gift? This is the first time I've given you a gift. Of course, I want to give you the best. How about it? Do you like it? And this gift can still talk."