Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

In her impression, those uncles and aunts are almost holding a cup of tea, leisurely reading the newspaper or doing things slowly. Someone took the document to sign, just said to put it here first, not deal with it immediately.

Now think about it, that kind of loose and procrastinating work style is in sharp contrast to Meng extraordinary behavior style.

No wonder he can build Yaxiang into a world-class well-known large enterprise in just a few years. And he himself, of course, has become a prominent business tycoon.

Unconsciously, MI Xiaoqiao's heart has a little more admiration for Meng Feifan. I couldn't help raising my eyes and took a quiet look at Meng Feifan.

Meng Feifan is drooping his dark eyelashes longer than girls and reading a dozen documents in front of him attentively.

Mi Xiaoqiao looked at him silently and had to sigh in his heart that the creator was too partial to some people.

A man with such a perfect career is enough to be envied, and he can be so beautiful and invincible like a demon. He is really a girl killer worthy of the name.

His angular face, tall and straight handsome eyebrows, dark and deep eyes, coupled with his rebellious temperament, is like an elegant and charming ink painting, which makes people unable to move away from their sight for a moment.

Although he had offended her, although she didn't like Meng Fanfan's strong and domineering character at all.

However, his career achievements are obviously there. It is a fact that he is a capable and courageous big entrepreneur. Mi Xiaoqiao was convinced of this.

In addition, Meng Feifan extended a helping hand to her when she was in the most difficult time, and solved her anxiety. At this moment, Meng Fanfan's image in MI Xiaoqiao's mind has really improved a lot.

But the thought of him asking her to live in his house and asking her to act as a similar nanny made her feel unspeakably awkward.

The two men were working quietly. When Mi Xiaoqiao handed his carefully sorted plan to Meng Fanfan, Meng Fanfan just glanced at a few lines at random and said impolitely: "Miss, this is a work plan, not a prose novel. I asked you to put forward feasible suggestions for this work, not to decorate it again with gorgeous words."

Mi Xiaoqiao blushed with embarrassment for a moment. Unexpectedly, his hard-working words were criticized as worthless by the man.

But on second thought, what he said is also true. A work plan does not need such gorgeous literary grace. She hasn't changed from the subconscious of being a student. As soon as she sees written things, she can't help but want to write more beautifully and lyrically. It seems that she really needs to strengthen her study and adapt to this new identity as soon as possible.

Mi Xiaoqiao blushed in embarrassment and whispered, "president, I'll tidy it up again. Give me half an hour and I'll fix it right away."

"Go down to dinner with me first and come back again." Meng Feifan raised his wrist and looked at his watch. The hour hand has pointed to 12 o'clock at noon.

"I'm not hungry, let me stay here to work, or I'll go back to my own office to tidy up." Mi Xiaoqiao said earnestly. She felt very uncomfortable because she didn't finish her work well. She just wanted to correct it quickly.

Looking at the depressed and serious girl in front of her, Meng Feifan gently raised her eyebrows. I didn't expect that this charming little girl has such a drill and tenacity to do things.

His heart slightly raised a trace of approval, and his tone unknowingly became gentle: "my purpose is to combine work and rest, and people who know how to have a proper rest can work better. Let's go, Yaxiang doesn't need you to forget to eat and sleep now."

"But, President..." Mi Xiaoqiao still wanted to shirk. Indeed, it doesn't matter that she eats less. When she is at home alone, she sometimes doesn't eat at noon.

"Do you want me to hold you down?" Meng Feifan jokingly narrowed his black eyes, and his handsome face was more handsome.

"Ah?" Mi Xiaoqiao was a little stunned, and then looked at the man's narrow and determined eyes. She knew he could say and do it, and hurriedly said, "let's go."

When they left the office together, MI Xiaoqiao subconsciously walked to the employee elevator.

When Linda introduced her work just now, she told her that the company restaurant is on the second floor and will provide lunch for the staff free at noon every day.

However, Meng Feifan stretched out his hand and took her into the president's exclusive elevator.

Mi Xiaoqiao gave a low exclamation. In the sealed elevator space, there were only two of them, which seemed particularly quiet and strange. She felt more nervous than when she came to him for the first time.

Meng Feifan didn't let go of her hand. He looked down at the obviously nervous girl and said with a little ridicule: "don't you forget? Your job responsibility is to follow me 24 hours."

"But... Don't hold hands like this." Mi Xiaoqiao moved his arm and wanted to get rid of his hand.

"I like it." Meng Fanfan was calm and self-contained, and a little rogue held her little hand tighter, so that she couldn't get rid of it at all.

Finally, he didn't want to let go of the opportunity to hold hands with the little white rabbit.

Mi Xiaoqiao tooted his mouth and felt a little wronged in his heart.

If it goes on like this, won't she be often eaten by this color President? Is this the kind of office harassment he saw in magazines before?

However, because of the four million who saved her mother, she couldn't turn against him immediately.

Alas, it's hard to be a man. Be patient. Fortunately, it's just holding hands. If he really dares to do too much to her, she won't care about 3721 and resist at all costs.

Meng Feifan's Yu Guang has been watching Mi Xiaoqiao from the corner of his eye. He saw that she was awkward and compromise. He was a little funny and distressed.

This silly girl, is it so terrible to be led by him? He was afraid to frighten her, so he didn't take any further action.

God knows how much he wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her soft and fragrant red lips at the moment he pulled her into the elevator.

The feeling of kissing her on the terrace of imperial hotel that night is unforgettable to him. Even several times, he dreamed of her in his dream

"Mr. Meng, here..." seeing that the indicator light on the second floor was on and the elevator stopped steadily, MI Xiaoqiao hurried to remind him and took the opportunity to draw his hand again.

The girl's crisp voice awakened Meng Feifan, who was intoxicated in the wonderful reverie. Looking at Mi Xiaoqiao's anxious and helpless appearance, he couldn't bear to tease her again.

The moment the elevator door opened, he had released her hand.