Song Qianqian's heart completely forgot what he had just said, and slowly walked towards Lu Zihao. Well, she's really unproductive!

Song Qianqian just walked to Lu Zihao's side, and before he could raise his head, he was pulled over by Lu Zihao. Song Qianqian's back was tightly leaning against the car door, watching Lu Zihao suddenly appear in front of her, layers of blush appeared on her face.

Lu Zihao put one hand handsomely on the car door, and the other hand gently rested on Song Qianqian's shoulder. The action seemed so intimate and ambiguous to outsiders that some pedestrians passed by and automatically twisted their faces to the other side.

Song Qianqian was sandwiched between him and the car by Lu Zihao, unable to move, and at this time, a kind of food suddenly came to mind in her mind - meat sandwich buns.

Smelling the faint smell of tobacco from Lu Zihao's body, Song Qianqian, who had always hated the smell of smoke, did not have any rejection, and that heart-pounding feeling swept over again.

Lu Zihao looked down at Song Qianqian, whose eyes were blurred and his cheeks were crimson, the corners of his lips were raised, and his face was full of affection: "Qianqian, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me very much?"

"Nope. Song Qianqian used what little reason she had left to answer Lu Zihao's question, and she suddenly felt that Lu Zihao's eyes had a kind of magic that would make her fall into his dark eyes like a whirlpool unconsciously.

"Don't hold it up, tell me the truth, were you jealous when you gave me clothes that day?" Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian's face, and his clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes had been surrounding his mind for the past few days.

Song Qianqian is not a particularly beautiful girl, but there seems to be a kind of magic in her body, which attracts Lu Zihao's attention. Lu Zihao has never seen any beauties, but he is full of curiosity about such a girl with little soup and little water.

I haven't seen her in the past few days, and I really miss this Song Qianqian who is like a tantrum when he is fierce, and like a cute little white rabbit when he is good. Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was crimson in front of him, his pleasure now was to find a reason to stimulate her, and then fight a few words. He, a big and rough man, suddenly felt that this kind of small life was really comfortable.

"I know I'm handsome, but please wipe the saliva from the corners of your mouth, you make me really proud. Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian's infatuated look at himself, and deliberately joked with her.

Hearing his words, Song Qianqian also wiped the corners of her mouth seriously, and when she saw Lu Zihao's treacherous look, she realized that she had been fooled again. immediately hit him, and a pair of apricot eyes stared round: "Lu Zihao, is it interesting to make fun of me like this?"

"Yes, very much. I feel like I'm going to feel bad if I don't fight with you one day. Lu Zihao said with a ruffian face, and one hand did not forget to gently rub it where Song Qianqian had just hit him.

"You're really sick!" Song glanced at him lightly, humming softly in his mouth.

Lu Zihao stopped talking, he slowly leaned towards Song Qianqian, until the tip of his nose touched Song Qianqian's little nose, he looked at Song Qianqian, who was panicked, and smiled lightly: "Relax, in public, I can still eat you." But does your little red face mean that you are looking forward to something happening to me again?"

Song Qianqian swallowed his saliva unconsciously, he hadn't seen him for a few days, what kind of stimulation did Lu Zihao have, first he gave her a car knock, and now he almost kissed her, he wouldn't be ......

"Well, you stay away from me first, I can't even speak like you. Song Qianqian pushed Lu Zihao's hard body, hoping that he could stay away from him.

Lu Zihao's sudden approach made Song Qianqian not only her person, but also her whole heart messy.

She didn't understand why he had to play with herself so ambiguously when he obviously had a girlfriend. Is it really like people often say, rich people don't have a good thing, and rich men don't have a good thing.

"Song Qianqian, you don't really like me, right?" Lu Zihao suddenly left her side, stood up straight and looked at Song Qianqian with a serious face.

Lu Zihao's sudden departure made Song Qianqian's body swish. She wrapped the down jacket on her body tightly and looked at Lu Zihao in front of her nervously.

She likes him, don't be kidding, she just wants to make friends with him just because he looks good, and she doesn't think about anything else.

"President, you're narcissistic. Why do I like you, you are my boss, that's all. ”

Lu Zihao looked down at Song Qianqian, with a look of disbelief in his eyes: "Really?"

"Really. Song Qianqian suppressed the panic in his heart, but replied categorically. The answer was so fast that even she believed her lies.

"That's good, then you can invite me to dinner!" Lu Zihao stood up straight, arranging his coat with both hands, and his tone was also straightened.

What? What is the situation, how can it be so good that it can be eaten properly? Song Qianqian looked up at Lu Zihao with a serious face, and did not understand what was going on in his mind? Even if she was eating, Lu Zihao would have to invite her! Her little salary was not enough for him to stuff his teeth.

"Why? Why should I invite you to dinner?" Song Qianqian's immature face was full of questions.

Lu Zihao didn't expect this girl to ask him back, thinking that he was the president of the Lu family, and countless people wanted to invite him to dinner every day. Now that he had given such a good opportunity to her, the girl not only cried unappreciatedly, but also asked him why? This girl was really not on the same channel as him.

"Why? You still ask why? Last time I took you to the hospital, don't you have to invite me to dinner to thank me, I helped you deliver food, isn't it worth it for you to thank me? And most importantly, I have decided to change the year-end bonus distribution system this year, as long as it is an employee of Lu's Group, it is possible to issue the year-end bonus. ”

After Lu Zihao finished speaking, he secretly looked at Song Qianqian, until the last time she said that she had no hope of getting the year-end bonus, he guessed that she must be a little money fan. Now that she heard that the distribution system of the year's final prize had changed, her little face was full of excitement and ecstasy.

It seems that there seems to be a door for her to have a treat today.

Song Qianqian's heart was very happy, thinking of the thick stack of red ticket year-end awards, she was in a good mood. Now she can help her parents buy New Year's gifts.

However, why did Lu Zihao change the distribution system of the year-end bonus and let her be treated, should the new employees of the entire Lu Group be treated?

"That, president, your change in the year-end bonus distribution system shows that you understand the righteousness and are considerate of new employees. But you can't let me treat myself, can you? My little salary isn't enough for you to stuff your teeth? Why don't I tell you one day and let us new employees express our gratitude to others?"

Song Qianqian raised his little face, his long eyelashes kept flickering and blinking, and his tender little face was full of excitement that was difficult to hide.

Lu Zihao raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Qianqian, who suddenly became smarter: "Look at this, you are not stupid, you know that everyone will be evenly divided." ”

"The president has complimented me, I just can't deprive everyone of the gratitude they want to give you." Song Qianqian clasped his hands together and looked grateful.

"Come less, you have to invite this guest today, otherwise you will wait to receive this year-end bonus next year!" Lu Zihao leaned on the side of the car and stood side by side with Song Qianqian, his determined expression didn't look like a joke at all.

Song Qianqian looked at Lu Zihao's tall nose with a shallow face, and muttered unconvinced: It's really unreasonable, a man is so good-looking even on the side, do you want people to live. Forget it, since he shamelessly talked about this, what else can she say, just think of it as the labor fee paid for eating with the handsome guy.

"President, then you choose a place, right?" Song Qianqian said reluctantly, as if he saw his wallet slowly flattening now......

Lu Zihao opened the car door and helped Song Qianqian open the car door very gentlemanly: "Miss Song, please?"

Song Qianqian swallowed a few mouthfuls and said, I didn't expect her to be able to sit in a Porsche sports car in her lifetime, and it was her president Lu Zihao who acted as the driver.

Song Qianqian didn't quite believe what was happening in front of her until she sat in the car, she slowly twisted her thigh with her hand: "Wow, it hurts!"

The tingling sensation from her thigh made Song Qianqian exclaim, Lu Zihao glanced at her, and said mockingly: "Is it that happiness came too suddenly, so I can't believe it?" ”

Song Qianqian looked at Lu Zihao, who was driving, and didn't understand what he meant for a while? Just as she was looking at the scenery on both sides with a puzzled expression, she felt a black shadow hit her, and with a loud popping sound, there was a tingling sensation on her forehead.

Song Qianqian covered his forehead and glared at Lu Zihao, only then did he understand that what he said about helping her was actually hitting her forehead, looking at Lu Zihao, who was acting a little naïve, and shouted loudly: "Lu Zihao, is it fun?"

"It's fun!" Lu Zihao replied while driving, and his tone was still extremely serious.

"Haven't you played?" Song Qianqian said through gritted teeth, seeing that Lu Zihao's answer was so indifferent, she couldn't wait to immediately twist Lu Zihao's head off and kick it as a ball.

"It's true, but your head is still quite hard, and the texture is not too good!" Lu Zihao heard the not very kind tone in Song Qianqian's words, and deliberately teased her, I don't know what's going on, as long as he sees her puffing out, he is in a good mood.

"Sick. Song Qian scolded lightly, turning his head and not planning to pay attention to him anymore.

Looking at Song Qianqian, who seemed to be angry, Lu Zihao smacked his tongue a few times in embarrassment. Alas...... It's not fun at all, it's angry, and it's too much to joke about. He was just helping her confirm whether it was real or a dream, so why did he get angry. No wonder people often say: A woman's heart is really a needle under the sea!