Mr.president, you are too gentle

So that she can sleep more comfortably.

The weather in the North has entered winter ahead of schedule. All the branches passing by on the road are bare and open their arms to the sky, as if they were poor beggars.

Fu Xiaoxiao seems to be particularly afraid of the cold. When others just put on a sweater, she put on her coat. A military green coat with a beige sweater inside.

Below is a long golden velvet red brown skirt, which blocks the slender and slender lower legs, and connects with small leather boots to block yourself completely. It has to be said that people with white skin are suitable for any color. Fu's small complexion is well set off by military green, and the whole person is particularly generous.

Cheng shaozhao narrowed his eyes, almost greedily looking at the man in front of him. After thinking about it, I was still afraid that it would be cold when I fell asleep in this weather, so I turned up the heating in the car.

After everything was ready, Cheng shaozhao bowed his head again and drove quietly.

About 20 minutes to a city, Fu Xiaocai rubbed his eyes and woke up vaguely. For a moment, I didn't know where I was.

There is some pain in the waist, so it's not comfortable to sleep on the position. But the spirit is much better. Just waking up, the whole person reveals a lot of laziness.

She habitually stretched, her eyes were still half narrowed, and when she stretched, she involuntarily made a sigh of admiration.

It seems to be very comfortable, with a thin and soft voice, but with a unique coquettish meaning. It's so low, but it seems that it's been tumultuous all the time.

Cheng shaozhao couldn't help laughing softly. The laughter was deep and clear. He could almost hear the smile in his chest. The man's laughter almost brought the small payment back to reality at once.

Her eyes suddenly stared very big. Suddenly she remembered where she was. He glanced at Cheng shaozhao with some astringency. He smiled happily, but his eyes were sincere.

Looking at Cheng shaozhao carefully, it seems that he doesn't mean to blame. Fu Xiaoxiao is relieved. Anyway, sleeping around the boss seems to make no sense, not to mention Cheng shaozhao driving.

Fu Xiaoxiao, who just woke up, still has some soft sprouts in her heart. But also embarrassed to say: "sorry, President, I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I'm a little tired."

At this moment, Fu Xiaoxiao still has some scruples about Cheng shaozhao's intimate appearance towards that woman. So the tone of address is still alienated, but it is much better than the previous cold war.

Hearing that Fu xiaonovel didn't sleep well, Cheng shaozhao smiled strangely, as if he understood something. Then he waved his hand generously and said, "it's all right. Anyway, it's all right on the road. You're almost there."

"HMM." Fu Xiaoxiao was still a little embarrassed, but he responded generously.

When she hung her head and sorted out the documents in her hand, she didn't notice Cheng shaozhao driving. She smiled a little too much.

When it comes to poor sleep, Cheng shaozhao is naturally very narcissistic and feels that Fu Xiaoxiao has insomnia because he misses himself.