Madam, president loves you secrectly

"Brother Junxiao, brother Junxiao?" in the morning, if he had not known that she was here last night, he would have thought it was his damn illusion again.

Song Manxi called his name nervously as he ran down. His voice was anxious. If it hadn't happened last night, his heart must have been soft, but now he didn't want to talk to her at all.

He didn't move. He even looked very calm. He didn't look back, as if he didn't hear it. He held the newspaper's hand, stopped for a moment, and continued to turn the next page.

Aunt Jiang, who was wiping the orchid bottle, looked at Song Manxi running down the stairs in amazement, with an incredible look: "song... Miss Song, how do you..."

Song Manxi was shocked by her appearance, but his eyes turned and fell on the person sitting not far away, and his heart was slightly relaxed.

Aunt Jiang followed her eyes and looked suspiciously at Jun Xiao, who was calm and continued to eat breakfast. At the same time, she looked at Song Manxi in his bathrobe. She seemed to understand something at the bottom of her heart and greeted her with a smile: "Oh, good morning, miss. Would you like to have some breakfast? I made a lot of lean meat porridge. The young master can't finish it alone. You can sit down and eat it together."

Song Manxi's eyes have been chasing Jun Xiao. She didn't answer aunt Jiang's words, but the man not far away still didn't give himself a good face or even look at himself. It's this annoying "cold violence."

She took a deep breath, calmed down, and stepped out again. She just wanted to talk, but Jun Xiao stood up and said to Aunt Jiang very often: "aunt Jiang, I'll eat well. You can clean up the rest. I have something else to do at noon. I won't come back to eat. If Miss Song wants to go back to school, you can arrange a driver to send her."

Song Manxi's heart trembled. He even called her Miss Song.

"Young master, today is Sunday," said Aunt Jiang bitterly.

Today is Sunday, but Junxiao's working hours have always been unstable. Aunt Jiang is half convinced of this sentence and thinks that there will be no accident between the two people again? She can only persuade them with a warm voice.

"It's urgent." Jun Xiao agreed carelessly.

"OK, then, young master, pay attention to rest." aunt Jiang knew that something must have happened to the two people, so she didn't dare to continue to persuade them.

Jun Xiao nodded after listening. His eyes were faint. He opened his seat, took his suit coat and was about to go out.

His steps knocked on Song Manxi's heart, deeper and deeper. She woke up in bed today, and it was still the bed in his room. She remembered that she was lying on the floor last night, which showed that brother Junxiao carried her up. There were drugs on her wrists and ankles. It was cool. They were the only two of them to stay together last night , can only be brother Junxiao.

This shows that brother Junxiao is not such an inhuman person as she thinks.

I don't know where the courage came from. She strode over, angrily opened her arms and stopped in front of him. Jun Xiao didn't seem to expect her sudden action. He stopped, slowed down, raised a cold look at her, sneered, raised his chin, and said frivolously: "Miss Song, do you have anything else?"

Song Manxi looked at him as if he were looking at the eyes of a stranger. His heart sank and sank. He stammered for a while before he said a complete sentence. After that, he blushed like a cooked shrimp: "last night... Did you hold me... Up?"