The hot breath swept through the pinna of the ear and drilled straight into the ear, Wen Qiao shrunk his neck and pushed him, you get out of the way first, I'll go find a thermometer.

Lu Yunzheng smiled, his eyes were red, and he had a unique style when he picked the tails of his eyes, and when he squinted, he looked like a little wolf who had been hungry, and his eyes were filled with a certain strong feeling.

Wen Qiao wanted to be frightened by his staring, and his hands pressed against his chest that was getting closer and closer, but the disparity in strength was huge, and he was delirious, and the tails of his eyes were shining.

Lu Yunzheng, let go of me. She shouted.

Her voice was very soft and soft, which coincided with the voice in Lu Yunzheng's dream, hooking the tight string in his heart. I don't know what to do.

Lu Yunzheng raised his hand and touched her sideburns, ears, earlobes, and hot fingertips one by one, Wen Qiao swung his legs to kick him, and was clamped to death by him, she knew that coming hard would only make him more domineering, so she lowered her voice to comfort him.

Obedient, let go of me, I'll go find a thermometer, okay?

The soft voice of dragging and crying, like a knife, completely cut Lu Yunzheng's tight heartstrings, he squinted his eyes, and the heavy undercurrent at the bottom of his eyes could not be suppressed.

He pinched her chin, and the wet and hot kiss was pressed against it, and he said vaguely with a smile: how can the thermometer measure so accurately.

......

Wen Qiao's eyes widened, and the whole person seemed to have been thrown into boiling water, rolling in circles and circles, suffocating and uncomfortable, and she bit the corner of his mouth fiercely.

It wasn't until a rusty smell spread between his lips and teeth that he suddenly let go of her, his eyes fell on her watery eyes, and he pecked lightly to stop crying. I just don't play hooligan.

Wen Qiao pushed him away violently, and he fell limply on the bed, with a smile on his lips, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Wen Qiao rolled over and got out of bed, fled to the bathroom, poured cold water on his face, looked up at himself in the mirror, his lips were red and swollen and moisturized, and even his face was almost like a fever.

She propped herself up on the sink and took a few deep breaths, her lips and teeth still burning hot.

Wen Qiao slapped his face, he really didn't know if he was really sick or fake.

She found the medical kit, and the temperature gun took it on her forehead, flashing a red reminder - 38.3

Wen Qiao measured it twice, and it was still the same temperature.

It's good, why do you have a fever.

Wen Qiao found antipyretic medicine in the medicine box and fed it to him, then moved to the window and called Li Ti to ask him to come and have a look. He also told Assistant Li that Lu Yunzheng had a fever and might not be able to go to dinner.

Assistant Li was more embarrassed, and he knew that Mr. Fei and Mr. Hua had special identities, so if they left others like this, most of them would be dissatisfied with Lu Yunzheng.

Wen Qiao glanced back at Lu Yunzheng, he slept very quietly, and was silent for a few seconds and said: Okay, I'll go over and apologize to them later.

Assistant Li was surprised for a moment, can you drink? Apologizing must be drinking.

Wen Qiao said categorically: I can, Mr. Lu is sick, I can't let him go, you apologize with me, sincerity should be enough, right?

In fact, she is not sure, she is not out of selfishness towards Lu Yunzheng, but thinking about the company, she doesn't want this well-planned anniversary celebration to be a failure.

Wen Qiao stepped out of the bedroom and gently closed the door.

The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his scarlet eyes were full of smiles, and he touched the corners of his mouth and hooked the corners of his lips.

He was dazed, and he really thought it was a dream.

It wasn't until he was filled with the aroma that he came to his senses and realized that Wen Qiao, a woman, was not a hard-hearted person on the surface.

Li Ti came, Wen Qiao didn't dare to delay for a moment and rushed to the hotel and met Assistant Li downstairs.

Assistant Li drank a lot, blushed, pulled Wen Qiao and said hesitantly: Don't go up.

Wincho paused, and then heard him say, "They can drink well...... Look at me.

Wen Qiao thought for a moment and asked: Do they embarrass women?

Assistant Li shook his head blankly, and listened to Wen Qiao say: Let's go up and have a look first.

Wen Qiao followed Assistant Li upstairs, pushed open the door of the private room, and the huge round table was full, looking at Wen Qiao with a brush.

Wen Qiao smiled and said: I'm sorry everyone, I am Mr. Lu's secretary, my name is Wen Qiao, Mr. Lu is temporarily sick and has a fever. I'm really sorry I can't come.

She smiled and was generous, and walked to the pillar and sat down beside her.

Mr. Fei had a big belly and a round waist, and he was the first to speak: Is Mr. Lu seriously ill?

Wen Qiao frowned and smiled, it should be a cold and fever, thirty-eight degrees three, thank you Mr. Fei for hanging on to Mr. Lu.

Mr. Fei raised his eyebrows, and was very interested in Lu Yunzheng, the secretary.

The key is to look good.

There is a kind of southern woman's petty intention on her body, gentle and a little arrogant, so that people can't take their eyes off.

Mr. Hua glanced at Mr. Fei, and the thoughts of the men instantly understood.

Mr. Fei smiled, took the wine glass and said: Pour wine for Secretary Wen and have a drink with us.

The waiter poured Wen Qiao a glass of red wine.

Wen Qiao's slender and slender fingers, holding the red wine glass, the bright red and the tender white formed a sharp contrast, she shook the red wine, touched it at Mr. Fei, and poured a glass with her head up.

Red wine doesn't have to be white wine, she put down the glass with a smile, Mr. Fei, I will also toast you for Mr. Lu.

She asked the waiter to pour the wine again, Mr. Fei raised his eyebrows and smiled, accepted Wen Qiao's toast, and the two of them quickly toasted two glasses, followed by the ten people present, Wen Qiao apologized one by one, and drank one by one.

Assistant Li tugged at the corner of Wen Qiao's clothes, saw her blushing face, her eyes flashed, and carefully reminded: Don't drink, Secretary Wen.

Wen Qiao blinked, maybe he was a little drunk, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, it was not good to look good, Assistant Li was selfish, although Xiao Wen did not take down Secretary Wen, no matter how bad it was, it was Mr. Lu.

That Mr. Fei looked at Wen Qiao's eyes, and kept pouring wine on Wen Qiao, and he was uncomfortable looking at it.

Although this kind of thing is common when socializing, and he knows it, Assistant Li just didn't feel well, and he took out his mobile phone and wanted to move the rescuers.

Wen Qiao pressed his mobile phone, and she whispered: Mr. Lu has taken antipyretics, and it is impossible to drink. You don't tell him.

Wen Qiao and the bosses have drunk three rounds, they are a little impressed with Wen Qiao, looking at the little woman, she can drink so much, the key is that she can still speak well, regulate her thoughts and emotions, although it is said to be a toast, she said good things for Shanyue.

Such a woman makes some men want to wait for the opportunity even more.

She maintains her sobriety and decency, and she can't embarrass the company and Lu Yunzheng. She is Secretary Wen, she can't lose this identity, she thought about standing up on the table, and said with a smile: Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom.

She walked into the girls' room step by step, and asked the waiter for a bottle of water halfway.

She stuffed a tablet of emetic and poured it with water. After a while, he threw up on the toilet.

Spit it out, and it's okay.

She went back to the sink, rinsed her mouth with water, shook her head, and drank a little harder.

That's what she did when she was in Jiangcheng.

So, as long as she doesn't want to get drunk, no one can stop her.

She slowed down for a while, straightened up and walked towards the box, bumping into Lu Yunzheng, whose eyes were red.

His face was red, his eyes were red, and he was full of anger, and he strode towards him.

Wen Qiao was stunned and shouted: Mr. Lu?

Why are you here? Didn't she let Li Ti look at him?

And the illness is like that, how can it be cured so quickly, and it seems to be very unhappy and unhappy.

As soon as he grabbed Wen Qiao's wrist, he dragged him to him, put it against her face, gritted his teeth and said: Wen Qiao, what are you doing for a man's entertainment?

His eyes were sharp, and the frivolity and arrogance on his body were not there, as if he had changed people.

Wen Qiao shrank his wrist, and his pupils also shrank, you can't come when you're sick, what if I don't come?

Lu Yunzheng's chest was one by one. Burning depressed and uncomfortable, Wen Qiao still wanted to deliberately anger him, he couldn't know who these people were inside, if he didn't come, she would be able to get out of the way, thinking of this, he was so angry that he couldn't choose to speak: Who are you?

Wen Qiao was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes overflowing, and he shook off his hand.

Lu Yunzheng hurriedly grabbed it and pressed it in his arms. The soft voice said: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid they'll bully you.

Wen Qiao struggled, but his arm was as strong as wire, and she bit into his arm angrily, her teeth sharpened, and with all her strength, her white shirt was soon wet.

You have no conscience. Wen Qiao said in a hoarse voice.

She's obviously just for the company, and he said so.

Lu Yunzheng was held by her, didn't snort, stroked her head and said: I'm sorry, it's all my nonsense, you are a girl, what should you do if you call me?

Wincho let go of him, looking away, trying to ignore the explanation.

Lu Yunzheng said again: I just didn't call you for this time, but you sent it to the door. When I think of the way they look at you, I want to kill them.

He gritted his teeth, his chest trembling.

The door of the box was pushed open, and there was a faint sound of conversation: that Secretary Wen was really good.

I don't know how to drink like that, how Mr. Fei plays at night.

Hearing this, Wen Qiao trembled, Lu Yunzheng subconsciously covered Wen Qiao's ears with both hands, asking her not to listen to these gossips.

The two men who came out side by side jumped when they saw Lu Yunzheng. Especially when he saw Lu Yunzheng hugging Wen Qiao, his face was complicated, but he still smiled and complimented: Ah, Mr. Lu, didn't Secretary Wen say that you were sick, why are you here?

After the two finished speaking, they looked at Wen Qiao again, and saw that she was like no one else, except that her face was a little red, and she said that this woman was really a ruthless character.

No wonder, Lu Yunzheng likes it.

Lu Yunzheng couldn't see them looking at Wen Qiao, dragged Wen Qiao behind him, and said with a sneer: I am sick, I heard that my woman drank too much, I have to come to pick it up.

You...... You woman, the two of them are even more lost.

Wen Qiao scolded him from behind and reminded him not to talk nonsense, Lu Yunzheng turned his head and said with a heavy look in his eyes: Good behave. Don't poke me in the waist.

......

Don't talk nonsense. Wincho said.

Good. He ruffled and agreed.

With all that said, the two had no choice but to make excuses and leave.

Lu Yunzheng took off his coat and wrapped it around Wen Qiao, pushing her to the corner, you wait for me here for a few minutes. I'll be out right away.

Without waiting for Wen Qiao to stop, he pushed open the box door and walked in.

In the box, everyone else looked at Lu Yunzheng.

He is usually cynical and lazy. I didn't lift anyone's eyelids, but when facing this group of people, I was full of coldness and smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of my eyes, and I was cold.

Because he knows how much power this group of people has, how dirty they can play.

He and them were limited to interacting with resources in the business world, and he didn't want to have a deep friendship, so he didn't plan to bring Wen Qiao to such an occasion to socialize.

Fortunately, she is very smart and knows how to protect herself.

He took the wine glass, poured a glass of hot water, raised it and said: I'm sorry, Lu just ate cephalosporin in the afternoon, and I will compensate you with water and wine.

Although he said that this was not a loss, his expression and eyes were not half apologetic, and it could be said that he was very hard.

Mr. Fei took the lead in picking up the wine and said with a smile: Mr. Lu, you are polite, your assistant and secretary have already lost many times, and you are still sick, so how embarrassing are we.

Lu Yunzheng laughed, although this Mr. Fei is an Internet boss, he is very high-minded, and he has never cooperated with small companies, especially subsidiaries of Lu's Group, he can come and sit here because of a project developed by Lu Yunzheng, he wants it very much.

Of course, he has other things he wants now, and hinted with a smile: Secretary Wen is really good, I don't know where Mr. Lu came from.

His words are very clear, and men should understand them.

After Lu Yunzheng drank the water, his throat was much more comfortable, and he said coldly: Secretary Wen, my grandfather has the daughter-in-law I was looking for.

...... mentioned Lu Yunzheng's grandfather. Mr. Fei's face also changed, anyone can be provoked, and Lu Yunzheng's thorny head can also be touched, but Old Man Lu is a forbidden area.

Mr. Fei's face turned, licked his lips and said with a smile: Mr. Lu, this is a good thing coming?

Lu Yunzheng said: I will send you an invitation card when the time comes.

I lost my company first. Lu Yunzheng walked to the door and said: See you tomorrow.

The others smiled goodbye, and he opened the door and walked out with an air-conditioned body.

Wen Qiao raised his eyes and met his cold eyes, and almost instantly, a light smile appeared in his eyes. Always frivolous and casual.

Let's go, I'll send you back.

Wen Qiao followed and asked in a low voice: What did you say when you went in?

Lu Yunzheng snorted: They praised you for being beautiful.

......

No, she asked him what he said, and what they said was her business.

Lu Yunzheng suddenly came back to his senses, clasped the back of her head, and pressed it into his arms, Wen Qiao, I want to dream again.

......

Wincho pushed him away. remembered the lingering kiss before and distanced himself from him: Mr. Lu, self-respect.

Lu Yunzheng smiled, his chest rose and trembled with laughter, he licked the corners of his mouth, hooked a wicked smile and said: Wen Qiao, you still bite the corners of my mouth with your own weight?

......

You still know, we are friends now, Mr. Lu, don't forget, we are friends now. You're embarrassing me like that.

Wen Qiao had a cold face and strode out, Lu Yunzheng chased after him, and whispered: Can I go to your house to eat noodles?