President's Private Pampering: Sweet arrival

"Brother Peng, it really bothers you." She didn't expect brother Peng to think so thoroughly for herself. Even the cake was ready for herself.

"Are you so polite that you don't treat me as your brother?" Peng Yiyang pretended to be angry and said.

"Of course not..." she didn't have a brother. She never knew that a brother would be so good.

"Well, I'm not angry." He looked at the way she was anxious to explain, and he couldn't bear it. He pointed to a red gift box on the table and said to Su Yimo, "when you go down, take down this box of apples and share one for each person."

"OK, I'll be busy."

"Yes."

After su Yimo went down, he divided one of the apples in the gift box, and the remaining ones stayed in the rest room.

After work, as soon as Su Yimo went out, Gu Shaoqian stood at the door, just like standing in a military posture, motionless.

"Modest?" Su Yimo patted him on the shoulder and shouted.

"Mo Mo, what's in your hand?" Gu Shaoqian saw a white bag in her hand. He sent her this morning. At that time, she didn't carry anything in her hand.

"This is a birthday gift from brother Peng and an apple on Christmas Eve." She opened the bag. There was a white box and a red snake fruit in it.

"... he was the first to give you a present?" He said with some jealousy.

"Ah ~, yeah." She glanced at him from time to time and found that his face was getting worse and worse. Alas, this big vinegar King

"..." Gu Shaoqian was extremely depressed at this time.

"Modest? Don't you get on the bus? " She whispered to the sulky man around. They had been standing beside his car for several minutes. He had not moved. The weather outside was too cold, otherwise she could stand with him longer.

"Let's get in the car." He looked at the people around him and his mouth trembled. He was a little annoyed. It was nothing for him to stand outside and blow the cold wind on such a cold day, but Mo Bao was a girl. Could he let her accompany him?

After getting on the bus, Gu Shaoqian quickly started the car and turned on the heating. His hands rubbed back and forth on her face. "Is it still cold?"

"No... it's cold..." He rubbed the flesh on her face into a strange shape, causing her to speak a little slurred. She remembered that he was waiting for her at the door before, but didn't go in. She hesitated and asked, "Qian, why didn't you go in and wait for me just now? Aren't you cold standing outside? Don't you like brother Peng... "

"Mo Mo, you think so much. I just arrived. As soon as I saw that I was about to get off work, I didn't bother you." Is his performance that obvious? But he really didn't like Peng Yiyang, but he didn't want her to know.

"Oh." She thought so. How could Qian not like brother Peng.

Su Yimo didn't notice the first half of Gu Shaoqian's explanation, and didn't answer the question whether she didn't like Peng Yiyang.

In fact, sometimes people like to hear what they want to hear and ignore what they don't want to hear.

Because today is Christmas Eve, the street is very lively, and there are a lot of pedestrians coming and going.

Su Yimo sat in the car and looked at the pedestrians in the street outside the car. This was the first time she felt the festive atmosphere of a big city. She excitedly pointed to the pedestrians outside the window and said, "Qian, there are many people outside. B city is not particularly lively for the new year. "