Pregnant again and again: husband,please restrain

Tang Qi suddenly opens his eyes and sees Li Shengnan standing not far away with a file in his hand. His face looks like a smile.

"It's you." Awkwardly clearing his throat, he sat up straight.

He was a bit drunk last night. As soon as Li Shengnan left, he was sober and knew that he was joking a little too much.

"Well, last night..." Li Shengnan interrupted him before he began to apologize and explain.

"Mr. Tang, you need to sign these documents." With that, Li Shengnan came forward and put the document in front of him.

Tang Qi looks at her and takes the pen.

Brushing the sign, he raised his eyes, carefully asked: "Sheng Nan, are you still angry?"

Li Shengnan pursed his lips and said nothing.

He signed, she picked up the papers, turned around and left.

"Why?" Tang Qi gave a cry and stood up quickly.

After a few steps, he stopped her before she opened the door.

"Wait a minute, Sheng Nan." Holding her arm, Tang Qi frowned and said, "last night my soul was weak. Don't be angry."

"Do you know?" Li Shengnan looks at him with deep eyes.

Tang Qi smiles and holds her arm with flattering hands. "Don't be angry, or how can you not be angry?"

"Let me beat you up." Li Shengnan said, raising his fist.

Without blinking, Tang Qi nodded: "good."

"Cut!" Li Shengnan sneered coldly, shook off his hand, "gone."

Tang Qi moved his steps again, blocking the door, "don't you get angry?"

"Let's go!" Li Shengnan disgusted said, "not to drink coffee?"

Tang Qi giggles and stands aside.

Li Shengnan went out of the president's office, handed the documents to Yao Shiyong and went to the tea room.

After a while, the door of the president's office was knocked again.

Tang Qi said quickly, "come in."

Li Shengnan came in with a white cup in his hand and went directly to the desk. She put the cup in Tang Qi's hand.

Tang Qi glanced, but saw that it was milky liquid.

"This is..."

"Milk."

"I don't drink this. I'm not a kid." Tang Qi said and pushed the cup away.

Li Shengnan glared at him and said softly, "you don't have a headache. Drinking milk will be better." Seeing Tang Qi's appearance, she said: "do you like to drink?" With that, he left without looking back.

The president's door slammed shut.

Tang Qi looked at the steaming white cup, and finally brought it over and drank it.

The stomach is warm and the taste of milk remains between the teeth. It seems that it is not so hard to accept.

He couldn't help but talk.

This guy is really good.

……

Bayi.

Feng Chengguang is sleeping in the lounge on the second floor.

Suddenly, the door of the lounge was knocked.

Bayi people know the rules, he has a strong gas to get up, so he generally will not disturb when he goes to bed.

Pulling the quilt over his head, he had intended to ignore it.

As a result, the knock on the door never stopped.

It seems that people outside the door will not stop until they wake him up.

"Ah With a low roar, Feng Chengguang lifted his quilt and got up. He strode to the door.

When he opened the door, he glared at the people with messy hair.

"What's the matter with you?"

Luo coco was so scared by him, a pair of big eyes full of fear.

Feng Chengguang harrows his hair and turns back to the rest room.

With the door open, Rococo hesitated and stepped in.

Sitting on the bed, he touched the cigarette box on the bedside table and drew out a cigarette to light it.

Huff and puff a smoke ring, he raised eyes to stare at Luo coco, "ask you words, what's up?"

"I, I did. No, I made more steamed buns. Do you want to eat them?" Luo Keke said, raising the bag in his hand.

Feng Chengguang looked at her with deep eyes.

Luo coco was cold at his back and stepped back. She said in a low voice, "you, you don't eat it. I'll give it to the zucchini."

Then she turned to go out.

"Wait a minute." A cold male voice rang out.

Luo Keke stops, and the sound of footsteps rings behind him.

The bag in her hand was taken away, and she turned her head to face Feng Chengguang's eyes.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he took the bag to his eyes and looked at Rococo. "Thanks, I'm just a little hungry."

Touching the bag, he said, "it's still hot?"

"Well." Luo can see that he took out the steamed stuffed buns, with a smile on his face, "celery stuffing, I don't know if you like it?"

"Whatever. I'm not picky." Take out the white bun, the small shape is not as big as his half fist.A mouthful into his mouth, Feng Chengguang chewed a few swallow.

Luo Keke looked at him expectantly and asked, "is it delicious?"

"Not bad." Feng Chengguang ate two more and handed her the rest: "take the rest and share it with them."

"Oh." Rococo nodded and took the bag.

When she walked out of the lounge, she was just about to close the door. Feng Chengguang said, "remember not to come here now. I don't like to be disturbed when I sleep."

"I see." Luo Keke finished and closed the door.

Take the rest of the bun downstairs, oil gourd and knife, they are preparing for a while business.

See Luo coco come down from the second floor, oil gourd meet up, "how do you come down from above?"

"I went to see brother Guang." Luokeke said carelessly.

"What?" Oil gourd surprised, holding Luo Coco's wrist, "who let you up? Brother Guang doesn't like to be disturbed when he is resting. Isn't he angry? "

"No Luo Keke said, and stuffed the bag into the oil gourd, "here you are."

"What's this?" Oil gourd opened the bag, slightly Zheng, looking at Luo coco, he asked uncertainly: "here, for me?"

"If you don't, don't eat." Luo coco frowned and was about to get it back.

The oil gourd quickly hid behind him and said with a smile, "that's not good. It's all for me. I eat it. I like steamed buns best."

"Boring." Luo Keke glanced at the oil gourd and walked to the platform.

It's open at 7:30 p.m. on August 1.

At first, Luo coco came here on time. Now she is familiar with the people here. She usually comes here in the afternoon without class. Sometimes she practices singing, sometimes she plays with zucchini and knife.

Just after singing a song, she was resting backstage. Xiaodao came in and said to her, "coco, if you have guests, please sing."

"I see. I'll go out later." Luo Keke took a drink, had a rest for about 5 minutes, and walked out of the backstage.

Over there in the VIP area, the one who ordered her to sing was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a face full of flesh and a bit of ferocity.

There are four men in black standing beside the man, just like the black / Society / society.

Luo Keke looks at the middle-aged man and takes the title of the song handed by Xiaodao.

She clenched her lips.

She doesn't sing this kind of third rate song!

After waiting for a long time, Luo coco didn't speak. The middle-aged man lost his patience.

Standing up, he strode over.

Standing under the stage, he shouts to Luo Keke on the stage, "why don't you sing?"

Luo Keke stubbornly bit his lip and said nothing.

"You're dumb!" The middle-aged man roared and jumped onto the stage.

"I don't sing!" Luo Keke stares at the man and turns to leave.

"It's against you!" The man took luokeke's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Holding Luo Coco's chin with her fingers, the breath of men sprayed on her face, "who gives you the courage to be arrogant! You're just a singer

"Let me go! Let go of me Luo Keke struggles and slaps the man in the face.

"Pa!"

Man a Leng, and then back to God, his eyes Yin Li, a kick in luokeke stomach.

"Ah Luokeke fell to the ground in a panic, with a cold sweat on his painful forehead.

"Cocoa!" Just saw this scene of the oil gourd yelled, rushed over.

But he is far away from here, and there are many people in the middle, so it can only be said that he is moving hard.

The middle-aged man kicks luokeke, but it's not good. He bends over and grabs luokeke's hair, just about to raise his hand and wave it to her face.

His slender fingers suddenly clasped his wrist. He turned his head and was facing the haze.

"Who are you?" The man roared and broke free.