Their Honey Love

Perhaps I didn't expect that Zuo Yichen had the idea of leaving the company, which made Deng Ziao a little unexpected.

"Yichen, as one of the directors of the company, I hope the development of Xinghai will be better and better. Even if I join the project of Jinghua, it will not affect your control of the project."

Deng Ziao retreated and looked at Zuo Yichen.

"I'm sorry, when I won this project at the beginning, I didn't want to let you participate. Mr. Deng, when we set up the company, we said that we were responsible for our own projects. Please abide by the original promise. Otherwise, we will leave the company unconditionally according to the original contract."

On Zuo Yichen's charming cheek, there is a unique persistence.

"Really can't change?" Deng Ziao's hands are on Zuo Yichen's desk. His deep black pupil has a meaningful light.

"No

Deng Ziao nodded.

"Well, just as I didn't mention it, I've seen the statement of little hair dye. Why don't we celebrate? How about lunch? "

Zuo Yichen picked up the document at hand.

"Sorry, I want to have lunch with Zixuan."

Only when it comes to Lu Zixuan, there is a trace of warmth in Zuo Yichen's cold voice.

Seeing that Zuo Yichen didn't want to talk about himself at all, Deng Ziao walked out of Zuo Yichen's office bitterly.

As soon as I went out, I saw Han Xue, with a face of evil calculation, flashing past Deng Ziao's eyes.

When Hanxue sees Deng Ziao, she is very shy. She always regards Deng Ziao as a male god. She is too shy to touch his peach blossom eyes.

"Han Xue, come to my office. I have something to tell you."

Deng Ziao's sexy thin lips open, and her deep voice sounds in her ears.

"Tell me what to do?" Cold snow a face of surprise“ Mr. Deng, I'm sister Chen's assistant. If you have anything to do, I'll leave it to your assistant. After all, you and sister Chen are responsible for different fields. I'm afraid I can't do it well. "

Deng Ziao steps to the front of the snow, deep in the eyes of a trace of evil spirit, locked in the snow's body.

"How about lunch at noon?"

In the face of Deng Ziao's sudden invitation, Han Xue's face is shocked. She can't believe her ears. Her little face looks like a cooked shrimp.

"Good... Good, Mr. Deng, I'll go to see sister Chen first."

Deng Ziao nodded.

"Good. See you at noon." Deng Ziao threw a bewitching smile at the cold snow.

Han Xue feels her heart pounding and runs to Zuo Yichen's office with a scarlet face.

Looking at the back of the cold snow shy away, Deng Ziao put away the smile on his face, left Yichen, won the cold snow, still afraid to make you?

Let's have a look.

Hanxue enters Zuo Yichen's office.

Zuo Yichen explained some things.

"Han Xue, are you listening to me?" He said for a long time, but the snow has never any response, which makes Zuo Yichen feel strange.

"I'm... I'm listening. I'm... I'm going to do what you told me."

The cold snow returns to the spirit son, hasten to rectify the color way.

Seeing the blush on her cheek, Zuo Yichen felt strange.

"Go to work. Be more serious next time. If you really have something to do, you can ask for leave." Said Zuo Yichen.

The snow shook her head.

"No, I went to work."

Thinking of having dinner with Deng Ziao at noon, Han Xue excitedly leaves the office.

Zuo Yichen, who has been working for a whole morning, feels a little tired. She wanted to make a cup of coffee for herself, but she never sees her and no one answers her phone call.

Did you go to lunch?

Looking at the time, Zuo Yichen dials Lu Zixuan.

"At the door of the company." Lu Zixuan's magnetic voice sounded slowly.

Zuo Yichen simply cleaned up and left the office.

Seeing Lu Zixuan's car parked at the gate of the company, Zuo Yichen's face showed a happy smile.

She quickly got in the car, a kiss directly sealed her cherry mouth

After a long time, Lu Zixuan finally finished the kiss. Looking at the red left Yi Chen who is kissing by himself, Lu Zixuan's eyes have a faint light.

Touch to Lu Zixuan that has the peach blossom Mou of thick blazing, the left Yi Chen quickly swings the small powder fist, arrive at his chest.

"I'm really hungry."

Lu Zixuan full of light peach blossom eyes, gently staring at Zuo Yichen.

"OK, let's go and eat."

In left Yi Chen's lips shallow peck, Lu Zixuan just restart the car.

They came to a French restaurant not far from the company.

Knowing that Zuo Yichen was already hungry, Lu Zixuan quickly ordered a good meal. The fragrant French steak made Zuo Yichen have a big appetite.

She quickly picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece of steak into her mouth, the rich aroma instantly filled her mouth.

"Slow down." Lu Zixuan stares at Zuo Yichen with a pet eye.

Left Yi morning mischievous vomit tongue, bright star Mou streamer Yan.

"Delicious."

Just eat half of the time, left Yi Chen inadvertently a look up, but saw into the restaurant of cold snow and... Deng Ziao.

How can Hanxue be with Deng Ziao?

Zuo Yichen's pretty willow eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.

Follow left Yi Chen's vision to look, Lu Zixuan also saw and Deng Ziao talk and laugh of cold snow.

Lu Zixuan's Obsidian eagle eyes are thought-provoking when he sees Deng Ziao's gentleman pulling back his chair for Han Xue.

"Deng Ziao is the male god in Hanxue's mind." Zuo Yichen said, eyes shining.

Lu Zixuan nodded and sent the cut steak directly to Zuo Yichen's mouth. With a soft smile, he climbed up his handsome cheek.

"There are things we can't control."

Lu Zixuan puns.

Zuo Yichen shrugged his shoulders.

"I hope she doesn't get hurt."

As soon as Zuo Yichen's voice fell, the telephone on hand rang.

See the phone number, left Yi morning some accident, directly gave the phone to Lu Zixuan.

"You'd better take it."

Lu Zixuan black pupil swept to the screen, a touch of evil radian in his mouth.

He pressed the answer button directly, but he didn't speak. There was a voice in his ear.

"Come back tonight with your baby. I've got some traditional Chinese medicine that can promote pregnancy." Yifang's voice sounded like an order.

Lu Zixuan shook his head helplessly.

"It's better to believe in your son's strength than those traditional Chinese medicines."

Lu Zixuan said leisurely, deep eyes full of ambiguous looking at left Yichen.

Perhaps did not expect, answer the phone will be his son, Yi Fang Leng for a while, but she quickly reaction.

"You come back with her. Your grandfather has something to say tonight."

Said Yvonne.