Priceless Cute Wife:President's 33 Days of Love

Three days later, Gu Xiaoai sat in front of his small desk and typed the manuscript. Before he finished typing half a line of words, he heard an excited female voice saying, "OK, Xiaoai, you've had good luck in other places for such a long time?"

"What?"

Gu Xiaoai looks up from the computer in amazement. Zhu Zhiyi, a good friend and the front desk of the magazine, runs to her in front of her with 10 cm high-heeled shoes. Her light makeup face stares at her mysteriously, "Xiaoai! Which rich man are you taking on? "

"What are you talking about?" Gu Xiaoai looks inexplicable.

Zhu Zhiyi magically held out a large bunch of pink roses from behind, "the florist just sent them! Is Li's last name or first name on the card? Tell me the truth quickly

Li

Gu Xiaoai's heart clattered for a while. He stood up and took the rose. The strong fragrance came to his nose. There were only a few words on the pink card: you are mine. Li.

Li juefeng, a naive man!

How could he send flowers to the magazine? If my uncle asked, how would she explain?

"Ah, ah, ah

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

……

The screams of the female colleagues came from each other.

Gu Xiaoai rubbed his sore ears and frowned at the door. He was so silly that he saw a man in a florist's uniform carrying a bunch of pink roses to her side.

After a while, the little magazine was overwhelmed by roses.

"Wow! In the idol play, the vulgar bridge section has been staged vividly! How much is it Zhu Zhiyi stood in front of her desk and exclaimed repeatedly. The face of a mature woman with heavy makeup was full of pink dream bubbles. "How much does it cost..."

……

Gu Xiaoai is speechless.

"999 for each bundle, a total of 99 bundles. Please sign for Miss Gu." The staff of the florist took out the bill and signed it for her.

"Sorry, I refuse to sign for it." Gu Xiaoai put the rose bundle back in his hand, "please move all these roses back."

What does Li Jiefeng want to do?

"Miss... We have all accepted the money..."

"I don't care, move!" Gu Xiaoai pointed to the door with a cold face.

She didn't want to go to the trouble of explaining to her uncle who was surnamed Li

"Ai, are you stupid? So many roses are sold to make you dead! " Zhu Zhiyi excitedly repeatedly stopped, grabbed a pen to brush the signature, "I signed for her, you go, go."