Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Before An Chuxia could continue to listen to Xiao Mingluo's words, Han Qilu took the phone over.

He took the phone and put it to his ear, frowning, seemingly unhappy: "Xiao Mingluo, what do you want to do?"

Xiao Mingluo was really shocked when he heard the cold voice of Han Qilu coming from the other end of the phone. But as cheeky as him, the voice changed, and he laughed and said: "No, I don't want to do anything. Just remind you and Xiao Chuxia, don't forget the evening party. That's it, bye bye..."

Then there is a busy tone with a mechanical "beep beep" from the mobile phone.

Han Qilu handed the phone back to her, and his lips moved. Just as he raised it, the office door was knocked suddenly. He raised his voice and said: "Come in."

Secretary Xiang just opened the door of the office and said respectfully, "President, the president of our partner, Shunfeng Company, called the front desk just now. I hope you can sign the contract now."

"Now?" Han Qilu glanced at An Chuxia seemingly. It’s not easy for Shunfeng’s order to come, but this time...If you sign a contract now, it will end within an hour after the party starts at the earliest.

While hesitating, An Chuxia on the side opened his mouth: "I asked you to sign the contract. What are you doing? I'll take the car back to Han's house by myself. Mommy told me about the dress. You have already prepared it for me, so you can hurry up and sign it and come back."

Before Han Qilu could say anything, she raised her foot and left. But as soon as he took three steps, his wrist was grasped with great strength. Turning around, it happened to meet Han Qilu's eyes.

"I'll go there as soon as possible. If you feel nervous at the beginning of the party, you can stay with Han Yu and the others." After a few words, he didn't forget to lean over and put a kiss on An Chuxia's side face. Secretary Xiang, who was watching, was full of envy.

The president has always looked cold, even if he is rarely praised by others, he is also a face of playing cards. Now he is so gentle to this Miss Chuxia. I really envy her.

"I see." An Chuxia felt his face hot for a while, turned and walked out.

Staring at the automatically closing office door for a moment, he raised his foot and walked forward a few steps: "Prepare to take the things that should be brought to sign the contract, I will be back soon."

"Yes, President." Secretary Xiang came back to his senses and bowed in a panic. When he straightened up again, there was no shadow of Han Qilu before his eyes. I want to see my wife. What a virtuous man...

An Chuxia walked to the elevator entrance alone, looked at the sign with the "President Only" sign, and glanced at the corner of her mouth. Don't you dare to sit down again, otherwise the lady at the front desk wouldn't scold her to death?

"Dingdong!" A mechanical bell rang, and the elevator door slowly opened. As soon as the front foot stepped into the elevator door, Han Qilu on the back foot followed. Seeing his half-smiling face, An Chuxia was shocked. Why did she come in? Isn't there a dedicated elevator?

"I'll see you." He naturally took An Chuxia's right shoulder, and smoothly pressed the button on the first floor, the elevator door slowly closed, and the elevator sank steadily.

"I don't see it, you're pretty good." She glanced at the corner of her mouth, with some irony in her tone: "There is actually a special elevator."

Han Qilu was silent, not understanding what she meant. When I was about to ask, I only heard An Chuxia say sternly: "Moreover, no one else can sit. If you sit, you will be unlucky."