Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

"In the future, no matter what happens, I will call me first. And, whenever and wherever, I must let this young master find you in the first place!"

Feng Mengmon took the phone and instantly thundered!

Dragon - husband! What is this name? And the name is also preceded by an embellishment ‘A’, which is also set to be the focus of the first contact in the phone book.

"Big - big boss, this ‘old, public-’ will not be too good? It is easy to cause misunderstanding!” The stunned correction was made.

"Is there?" The president of the president fluttered back and said, in the soothing expression, there was no slight shame. He stared at Feng Mengmeng, his eyebrows deepened his gaze, and he returned with a sentence: "This The old 'public' public is the company's 'public'!"

Meng was relieved, and it turned out that she was almost apathetic!

However, slightly relaxed for two seconds, she was depressed again, the company's public, and her husband's public, is not a public?

She seems to be screaming: the president is illiterate! No culture, it’s terrible!

However, I was afraid that I would hurt the young mind of the president and my weak wallet. I hesitated for a while, but I was still utterly utterly ‘husband-’!

On the way to the car, there was no phone call to Feng Mengmen. Long Yutian had already thought of engraving his own ‘special’ symbol on her mobile phone.

At that time, I didn’t think too much about 'strapping' this little Nizi. It was just a simple hope. If she happened to be accidentally, when he was not around, the people around him could use this 'call' and choose the first notice. he--

However, this kind of ‘monsible accident’, he will never let it happen again –

Thinking of this, Long Yutian’s expression became serious and serious. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed Dalin’s number. “Dalin, you are now looking for a house near the company, to be safe, manage well, air. Ok, most importantly, it is convenient to go to work."

Mourningly curiously, he inserted a sentence: "Big boss, do you want to move?"

"Not me, it is you -"

Long Yutian took back his mobile phone and turned around to look around where Feng Mengmeng lives. It is an old-fashioned public housing community.

One room and one living room, simple decoration, although the nest is still warm, but it is too remote, property management is too loose, it is not suitable for a single girl to live alone.

"Ah? I moved. Why, I just moved in for more than a month, and I lived very well!" Feng Mengmeng subconsciously refuted a sentence.

"It's too far away from the company. Recently, there are more things in the company. This young master can't pick you up and go to work every day. So, you still live next to the company and save your troubles."

If it is normal, Long Yutian will also send his own driver Xiao Wang to pick up Feng Mengmeng, but now this kind of thing, he feels that he can no longer give Feng Meng to anyone.

Feng Mengmen did not know that Long Yutian was worried about himself and continued to insist on his own opinion: "I don't need you to pick up and drop off. I can take the subway by myself, it is convenient for environmental protection, and I can exercise."

"Feng Mengmeng--" Long Yutian is almost impatient, his eyebrows are tight, and he can't wait to pinch an ant; "You want me to say the second time - unless you want to be deducted!"