Miss Gan's half love

Lu Jiuling's face is cold and his heart is cold. Although he doesn't often come to Lotte, he still has great prestige. Who dares to persuade Gan Tang to drink? The atmosphere is slightly condensed. The toaster feels embarrassed with his glass.

Gan Tang went down the slope and took the initiative to touch each other. "I'm not in good health. The doctor advised me to drink less. I'll replace wine with tea."

Gan Tang is good at talking. He laughs happily after a meal. Even Lu Jiuling, the big boss who has always been deep, seems to be a lot more gentle on his face.

At the end of the meal, Lotte's management saw them off at the door. Lu Jiuling was impatient. They talked endlessly, "just send them here. Let's get busy."

The CEO winked at the vice president next to him. He is new. I don't know that the big boss always pursues efficiency first. He is the most annoying.

His driver just drove over. Lu Jiuling didn't care about Gan Tang. He raised his feet and planned to get on the bus.

Instead, the CEO asked Gan Tang, "does Gan always drive here by himself? Have you had a drink and let the driver see you off."

Gan Tang waved his hand, "no, I'll take a ride."

Gan Tang turned his head and smiled at Lu Jiuling, "President Lu, I didn't take the driver. Can you take me home by the way?"

He walked and didn't look back. "It's up to you."

Gan Tang quickly followed him and followed him into the back row.

The group of people standing at the door look at me and I look at you. President Xiao Gan is here to attend the meeting. It is clear that he came for the big boss.

On the return bus, Lu Jiuling asked Gan Tang where to go.

"Go home. If you're lazy in the afternoon, you won't go to work."

In fact, today is Saturday. She has to raise her spirits in the afternoon and fight a hard battle in the evening. The other party is a person in the officialdom. It's not easy for Chengzi to make an appointment. It's said that it's a hard bone, but she has to chew it down. In Gan's troubled times, banks, governments, partners and Gan's old guys should take into account all aspects of their relations, Gan's chess is not easy to play. Of course, Gan Siming is still the chess player. She's not sure how much she can play, but at least she has to stabilize Gao Lin first.

But in front of Lu Jiuling, she didn't mention anything. After all, it's just a matter of Gan's family. Lu Jiuling has his own world.

Along the way, everyone kept silent. Maybe she was silent for too long. Lu Jiuling turned and looked over. She kept turning and looking out of the window, covering her stomach with one hand.

"Is it uncomfortable there?"

Lu Jiuling knew there was something wrong with her stomach, but she only drank a little red wine this evening. The dishes she ate were also very light. According to reason, there should be no problem.

She didn't turn around, stared out of the window and said two words, "it's okay."

She didn't want him to talk before, so she kept staring out of the window.

He still couldn't help it. "Turn around and let me see."

"I said it was okay."

He was worried about her. Her tone sounded more impatient than him. He was angry, leaned over to her, held her shoulder and forced her to turn to himself.

Unexpectedly, seeing a smiling face, she winked at him cunningly and said with a smile, "I didn't say it's okay. You're nervous."

Lu Jiuling realized that she had been fooled by her. She pushed her away angrily, turned her head and sat straight. It can be called staring straight.

Gan Tang hooked his arm and leaned against his shoulder. Before Lu Jiuling pushed her away, she frowned and said, "my stomach doesn't hurt, but I have a headache. Can I lean against it for a while?"

Lu Jiuling didn't know whether her words were true or false, but his heart softened.

Miss Gan threw herself into her arms. The driver couldn't help glancing in the rearview mirror. He saw the restraint and forbearance on the boss's face. He didn't see a woman close to the boss. Is the Millennium iron tree going to bloom?

The driver was stunned and looked up again. Only then did he find that at the traffic light intersection, the car in front had stopped. He hurriedly stepped on the brake and didn't rear end.

Gan Tang was leaning on Lu Jiuling's shoulder. Although Lu Jiuling didn't push her away, he didn't pay attention to him. They closed their eyes and rested. They were unprepared. Suddenly, due to their inertia, Gan Tang's body threw forward. When Lu Jiuling reacted, Gan Tang's head had been knocked on the front chair.

Lu Jiuling was surprised. He hurriedly took Gan Tang over and said angrily to the driver, "can you drive?"

The driver muttered, "I'm sorry."

Lu Jiuling put her on her lap, touched her and knocked her to her forehead. With a worried face, she asked her, "does it hurt?"

Seeing Gan Tang's bitter face and lips, he was angry. "Speak, who do you want to die in a hurry?"

The driver took a careful look at Gan Tang, but his forehead was slightly red. He didn't even worry about the wound

At this meeting, Gan Tang exaggerated, "it hurts. I'll probably have a concussion. If I lose my memory, you can pick me up for the elderly."

She was not so out of tune. Lu Jiuling was almost angry with her and smiled, "get up when it's all right."

She lay motionless on his leg and waved to him to bow her head.

Lu Jiuling was still hesitant. She stretched her arm, pulled down his neck and kissed him quickly. Before Lu Jiuling had an attack, she rolled into his arms, put her hand around his waist and said, "don't be stingy, I'm hurt."

Lu Jiuling was stunned for a long time. This man is a scoundrel, but he likes it in his heart.

Gan Tang felt his suddenly tight body, raised his hand and stuck it to his heart, and smiled, "Lu Jiuling, your heart is a little fast. Is there anything wrong with your heart?"

This bastard with a headache is here to tease him. Does she have a serious time?

"Bastard!"

Lu Jiuling held her hand on her side and punched her. Finally, she couldn't help scolding. Gan Siming scolded her when she was very young. It's really right to scold her at all.

In his arms is a warm fragrant nephrite, not a dream or a fake. The person he has thought about for many years is actually lying in his arms, and even her breath feels delicious and sweet, but she always does. She gives him a moment of joy on a whim, turns around and walks away, leaving him an even more inescapable abyss.

In fact, he knew the day she came back. It was not a coincidence that they met at the party several times. He deliberately knew that she would go. Since she came back, he has been suffering from pain and longing every day.

She is now lying on him. His heart is more anxious and uneasy. He finally feels unable to bear it. He pulls down her hand on his chest, hugs her fiercely and hugs her tightly in his arms. He knows she will hurt, but he can't control his strength. He wants to embed her into his own flesh and blood, and she will never leave again.