Madam, Do You Like Me Again

There was a smile in Su Jingyu's eyes, and Su Jian understood that where there is a midnight stand, it was all arranged indiscriminately.

I actually believed what my father said, and ran here to ask Su Jingyu. Su Jian held the hand on his face and said sincerely, "It's definitely not true, you are not such a person."

Su Jingyu was very happy about Su Jian's trust in herself, but yesterday, she did enter the room with Zhang Huangya in her arms, and she did stay in the room with her for a long time.

Zhang Huangya was cold and pale. The secretary's assistant was not around. His sister had already left the hotel. Su Jingyu saw her alone and escorted her back to the room.

Walking out of the administrative corridor with strong support, Zhang Huangya's footsteps were vain and faltering, and the pain in her lower abdomen was still getting worse.

Accustomed to appearing in front of the field of vision with an elegant and powerful posture, Zhang Huangya forced her to maintain a decent and calm smile on her face. Su Jingyu saw her prowess and supported Zhang Huangya from behind, letting her lean in her arms.

The warm embrace is irresistible, Zhang Huangya looked down and smiled, revealing her weak side, "The second time, thank you, President Su."

"What's the second time?" Su Jingyu hugged her waist when she felt her entrust the weight of her body to her hands.

"Didn't you recognize me?" Zhang Huangya's voice sounded a little weak, she turned to look at Su Jingyu, "You asked me at the dinner party last night, did you have a stomachache again."

Su Jingyu, who was reminded, stopped pretending to forget, and walked into the elevator with Zhang Huangya in his arms, and simply replied, "No thanks."

Her reaction was too cold, Zhang Huangya's throbbing heart sank back into the deep pool, and the two of them went to the room speechless all the way.

Su Jingyu helped Zhang Huangya to sit down on the sofa, and took a plush blanket to cover her chilly body.

When Su Jingyu was about to leave, Zhang Huangya, whose entire face was turned pale into paper, collapsed softly on the sofa, clutching her belly, sweating, and she was too weak to speak.

Su Jingyu stayed at this, "Where are the medicines I bought last night?"

With her eyes closed, Zhang Huangya reached out her hand and pointed to the bedroom, squeezing out a specific place, "The bedside table."

There was a bottle of drunk mineral water on the bedside table, and two tablets of ibuprofen next to him. Su Jingyu took the medicine and returned to Zhang Huangya.

Yunyue Hotel provides efficient services. Upon receiving the demand for hot water, the floor attendant immediately delivered a pot of boiling water.

Su Jingyu didn't let Zhang Huangya drink the cold mineral water, so he mixed the boiled water into warm water and fed Zhang Huangya the medicine.

"I want to go to bed." The sofa is not a place to sleep, Zhang Huangya stood up on the sofa, and Su Jingyu helped her again.

The big bed was soft, Zhang Huangya lay down with two stacked pillows and clothes, and looked at Su Jingyu, who was leaning over to cover her quilt, and her calm heart beat quickly.

She hoped that Su Jingyu could stay with her.

Su Jingyu tucked the quilt and said goodbye to her. Zhang Huangya let her impulse drown her senses and held Su Jingyu's wrist.

She didn't speak, Su Jingyu understood the meaning of this action, don't leave.

When Su Jian was sick when she was a child, she often held her like this and asked her to accompany her. Su Jingyu sat down by the bed, gently removed Zhang Huangya's hand and put it under the quilt, "I will leave when you fall asleep."

The corners of Zhang Huangya's mouth were raised, her body was uncomfortable, but her whole heart was happy, as if bathed in the sun, a tiny seed slowly sprouted and grew towards the sun.

For the first time she knew what it was like to be guarded.

"President Su, do you have someone you like?" Zhang Huangya closed her eyes and chatted with Su Jingyu, paying attention to the voice of the other party.

Su Jingyu asked calmly: "Do you have anyone you like?"

Her answer was in Zhang Huangya's expectation. Zhang Huangya was silent for a moment and answered truthfully, "There was one before, and then I realized that there was no possibility between me and her, so I let it go."

Zhang Huangya never tells others about the feelings in her heart, even her sister Zhang Xiaomu knows very little.

The room was quiet again, and Su Jingyu looked at the person lying on the bed and did not continue the conversation.

Zhang Huangya spoke again, "Don't you ask who I like?"

Even if a normal person doesn't ask who he likes, he will ask how that person is now.

Su Jingyu reminded her, "People will have the desire to talk when they are weak, and they will regret saying it afterwards." Raising her wrist and looking at the time, her eyes turned back to Zhang Huangya.

Zhang Huangya turned over, holding the quilt with her back to her, "Remind Xie Su."

This time, the room was completely quiet.

A little bit of time passed, and the breathing rhythm of the person who was on the bed was slow and calm, and Su Jingyu quietly left.

Unexpectedly, things would be spread like this.

Su Jingyu squeezed Su Jian's hand and put it on her knee, "I sent Zhang Huangya back to the room last night."

Su Jian was stunned when he heard it.

Aunt is really such a person?

Su Jingyu laughed dumbly and squeezed her face, "Why is it still like when I was a child, I just sent her back to the room, nothing happened." Then he took out his mobile phone, found Chairman Su's number, and dialed it out.

After hanging up the phone, Su Jingyu put the phone aside, Su Jian graciously offered tea, "Ms. Su, drink tea to moisturize your throat."

Su Jingyu smiled and shook his head.

Chairman Su, who was hung up, looked disappointed. His younger sister still couldn't get married, and no one wanted it.

"Will you stay tonight?" Su Jingyu finished drinking the tea that Su Jian handed over. Knowing the answer in his heart, he asked.

"Go home, Madam is waiting for me at home." When the temporarily forgotten wife mentioned it, she missed it deeply, and Su Jian wanted to leave now.

But I can't leave for a while.

Qin Yuefeng waited for Su Jian in the living room. Aunt Zhou cleaned up and saw President Qin sitting on the sofa blankly, her old heart shrank sharply.

Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

No wonder Mr. Qin's face is not good, and his wife hasn't come home so late.

"Mr. Qin, isn't your wife coming back tonight?" This is the wife's house. It stands to reason that the wife should be back.

Moreover, she also watched the live broadcast of the press conference, and the two were loving each other.

"Come back." Qin Yuefeng glanced at her watch, saw the hour hand crossing nine and the minute hand about to point to twelve, got up and went to the cloakroom, "I'll pick her up."

Maybe they stayed overnight at my aunt's house if they didn't pick up, and it was not the first time that they shared the same bed.

The more I think about it, the more I think it is possible.

Qin Yuefeng moved swiftly and immediately changed his clothes to go out and went out.

When the elevator reached the first floor, the door opened, and Su Jian, who had not returned home, was standing outside with his eyes facing each other. Su Jian curled up his mouth, "Qin..."

With a cry, President Qin didn't call it complete, and Qin Yuefeng took a long leg, stepped out of the elevator and hugged her into her arms.

"I went home so late."

Breathing close at hand, the heat from the words sprayed on his neck, Su Jian heard the thumping heartbeat and patted his back, "It's only ten o'clock, it's much earlier than Qin before."

Qin Yuefeng used to be busy until midnight to go home.

Qin Yuefeng refused to admit it, pressing the up button when the elevator door was closed, and La Sujian entered the elevator, "You must go home before nine o'clock in the future."

The jealous jar is jealous again.

Su Jian squeezed her hand, teasing, "If you don't go home at nine, don't you go home?"

No desire to survive.

Qin Yuefeng glanced at her without answering.

When they got home, Aunt Zhou finished packing her things and left with her newly bought bag.

There is one day left during the New Year's Day holiday. Tonight, you can still act recklessly. After entering the bedroom, Qin Yuefeng buttoned the person on the door and gave a deep kiss.

Use action to tell Su Jian the consequences of going home late.

The kiss moved to the neck, Su Jian put his head on Qin Yuefeng's shoulder, panted and said, "I haven't taken a shower yet."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Yuefeng's movements stopped.

Qin Yuefeng stepped back, then leaned closer and smelled it, frowning, "You smell of aunt's perfume."

Su Jian: "..." What kind of dog nose is this, it can smell it?

"Auntie hugged you again?"

"How do you know this is aunt's perfume?" Su Jian decided to fight her instead.

Unexpectedly, he almost killed himself.

"It's someone else if it's not my aunt." Qin Yuefeng pinched her chin with a dangerous look in her eyes. "Who did Xiao Su leave her little wife alone to guard the vacant room?"

Little...little wife?

Already on the verge of death, Su Jian was amused by the three words Xiaojiao's wife, completely desperate, "Where are you Xiaojiao's wife." Su Jian's gaze swept the 30-year-old President Qin from top to bottom. Laugh harder.

"I'm not sweet or not, I'll know after a while." Qin Yuefeng leaned to Su Jian's ear, "Now tell me truthfully, how did the perfume smell on you get on you."

In the past, the two of them sprayed their own perfumes, but now they use the same perfume from the watch to the perfume. Qin Yuefeng has a keen sense of smell and can smell other scents.

Su Jian smiled and shrank into Qin Yuefeng's arms, "It was my aunt's perfume that accidentally got on it. I hugged her when I left her house."

"Don't hold her, you can only hold me."

Su Jian obediently hugged her and smiled to please him, "Mr. Qin." Thinking of the words that shouldn't come out of Mr. Qin's mouth just now, Su Jian teased her by another name, "Little Wife."

Only when I got to the bed did I know where Xiaojiao's wife was, the arrogance of the scorching sun, and the strong and vigorous fire burned her whole body thoroughly from inside to outside.

"Afeng, I was wrong." Su Jian grabbed the quilt, Qin Yuefeng rubbed her hair, and smiled softly in Su Jian's ear, "Why didn't you call me my little wife?"

Isn't it obvious who is Xiaojiao's wife? Su Jian loosened the quilt and hugged President Qin on him, "Wife~"

A cry of my wife, in exchange for a more enthusiastic | deep | kiss.

On the last day of the holiday, they stayed at home all day.

After the holiday, return to work.

Not long after we were separated from Qin Yuefeng, Su Jian began to miss her, and frequently lost consciousness at the documents on the table.

Assistant Gu knocked on the door of the vice president's office and brought a refreshing message, "Vice President, time is almost up, we should go to Qinwang Group."

Su Jian, with his head down, his eyes lit up when he heard the words, and his whole body became energetic, but what about going to Qinwang Group?

She can't remember today's itinerary.

Assistant Gu is a loyal and caring assistant who gives her the brief materials of the meeting prepared earlier.

On the way to the company, Su Jian suppressed the excitement of seeing Qin Yuefeng and turned his attention to the meeting materials. Assistant Gu sat in the front passenger seat with a smile hidden at the corner of his mouth.

Entering the Qinwang Group is as familiar as entering the Yusu Group. Su Jian led his assistant through the lobby and took the president’s elevator upstairs.

They were clearly reflected on the elevator car wall. Seeing the assistant's face more excited than his own, Su Jian turned his head, "Wen Yi, what is the relationship between you and Secretary Gu?"