Song Qianqian secretly looked at Lu Zihao, fortunately, looking at his expression, it seemed that he didn't hear it. She breathed a sigh of relief silently, thankfully he hadn't heard, otherwise she would have been so embarrassed.

Just now, I just wanted to quickly escape from his side, and I didn't look closely. Now she found out that Lu Zihao was carrying a beautifully equipped paper bag in her hand. The most terrifying thing is that there is a deadly fragrance coming out of it.

The enticing fragrance has been wafting in the enclosed elevator room for a long time.

I got up late in the morning, I didn't even care about breakfast, smelling the fragrant porridge in the elevator, Song Qianqian couldn't help but sniff a few times.

It smells so good. Song Qianqian muttered quietly in his heart, wishing that he could snatch the box of porridge now and drink it all.

And Lu Zihao, on the surface, seems indifferent and cold, but there is a trace of warmth in his heart.

This Song Qianqian really has a dog nose.

"What's the matter, didn't you come in the morning to eat in a hurry?" Lu Zihao asked softly, the expression on his face was still calm and clear.

Although he was standing in front of Song Qianqian, the clean and translucent elevator door clearly reflected Song Qianqian behind him. Including her greedy and drooling look.

Lu Zihao remained silent, but a pair of eyes looked straight at Song Qianqian's every move reflected on the elevator door.

Song Qianqian's eyes looked straight at the bag he was carrying in his hand, and there were three big words written on it - "porridge fashion".

"Well, I got up a little late, and I haven't come to eat breakfast yet. ”

She whispered, her eyes not taking her eyes off the beautiful bag.

Porridge is a fashionable porridge that is delicious, no matter what kind of porridge, it is delicious.

Song Qianqian couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and a pair of eyes couldn't wait to penetrate the bag.

What kind of porridge will it be? It doesn't smell like millet porridge, it's not lily porridge, it's not abalone porridge. She thought to herself, and the saliva secreted from her mouth was about to flow out.

Lu Zihao turned to look at her, a tenderness appeared on his handsome face, and his affectionate eyes looked at her in a daze.

"Want to eat?" Lu Zihao raised the bag in his hand and asked softly in a nice voice.

Song Qian's eyes kept falling on the bag, and he didn't notice the change in Lu Zihao's face at all. She nodded eagerly and replied sincerely, "I want to eat." ”

Lu Zihao got this satisfactory answer, and a trace of evil flashed on his face: "Do you really want to eat?"

Hearing his question again, Song Qianqian withdrew his eyes from the bag, looked at Lu Zihao's extremely handsome face, and replied affirmatively: "Yes, I want to eat." ”

Song Qianqian secretly thought in his heart: Did Lu Zihao suddenly find out in his conscience and want to give her this porridge to eat? If this is really the case, then he is still a good person.

If he really gave her the porridge, then she promised not to do anything with him again.

Lu Zihao's resolute and handsome facial features raised a smile, his eyes met Song Qianqian's extremely expectant eyes, and his tone was careless: "Then you can buy it yourself." ”

After saying this, he couldn't help but be happy.

He is so talented, he can also think of a way to tease Song Qianqian at this time.

Song Qianqian wondered for a moment if her ears had heard it wrong, and after being shocked, she realized that she had been tricked by this grandson again.

Song Qianqian's face underwent earth-shaking changes, from expectation to loss, from happiness to anger......

Your uncle, this scoundrel, this ruffian, this bastard......

knew that he was not so kind, how could Lu Zihao, a bastard, give her the porridge?

Song Qianqian's little face was full of anger: "Lu Zihao, you are an out-and-out bastard." ”

Lu Zihao chuckled, not taking Song Qianqian's angry scolding in his eyes at all, he deliberately blinked his dark and shining eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Song Qianqian, where did you start with this? I just asked if you want to eat porridge, since you want to eat it, then you must buy it yourself?"

Immediately, he opened his eyes and suddenly realized: "Song Qianqian, do you think that I bought this porridge for you?"

Lu Zihao knowingly laughed at Song Qianqian. The smile seemed to say what a ridiculous joke it was.

Song Qianqian was both angry and impatient, Lu Zihao was right, he really didn't say to give her the porridge. From beginning to end, she was alone in her thinking.

She glared at Lu Zihao, who was still smiling, obviously looking dumb and eating yellow lotus, and she couldn't tell if she was bitter.

"Ding" With a crisp sound, the floor where Song Qianqian worked arrived.

She walked out of the elevator in a huff, and felt that she was too ungraceful to walk like this.

She turned to look at Lu Zihao in the elevator, with a hypocritical expression: "President, you go well, remember to eat the porridge when it is cold, otherwise it will be interesting when your mouth is hot and full of blisters." ”

After speaking, Song Qianqian smiled at Lu Zihao again, and then turned around and left.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian's deflated look, and the crisp laughter rang out again. Looking at her face just now, which was more ugly than crying, his heart was very happy.

But is that really good? Isn't he a little too unauthentic?

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian's distant back, as if he realized something. took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Yes, this is Lu's Group, I want to order a takeaway ......"

Song Qianqian walked to his seat with a huff, took the bag off his body and threw it on the table.

"It's better to bite your tongue when drinking porridge, or you'll choke on the porridge. The best porridge is leftover from last night, let him drink it and have diarrhea, and it is best to pull it until his legs are weak. ”

She cursed quietly, unaware that her colleagues were looking at her curiously.

"What's the matter, shallow, who you off early in the morning?"

As soon as Wang Annie walked out of the office with the documents, she saw Song Qianqian complaining to the table alone. The angry look on his face was as if he had been beaten up.

"Who else can there be? It's not Lu ...... yet."

Looking at the curious looks of the colleagues next to him, Song Qianqian stopped his voice suddenly.

God, she almost scolded their president in front of her colleagues. It's really impulsive and the devil, and you need to be cautious when scolding.

"Shallow, did our president make you angry?" Colleague A stretched out his head to inquire about the grapevine, and everyone said that her relationship with the president was not ordinary, but no one saw the substantive scene.

"No, no, it's just on my way to work, a little thing happened. Song Qianqian hurriedly explained.

Wang Annie saw some clues from Song Qian's unnatural face, and she smiled slightly to help play the round: "It's okay, don't be curious, let's work quickly." It's coming to the end of the year, and the company's assessment is coming down, so don't cry if your salary and bonus are not as high as others. ”

Hearing her words, the people who were originally sitting in a group immediately dispersed and returned to their jobs to work seriously.

Song Qianqian looked at Wang Annie gratefully: "Thank you, Sister Annie." ”

"Thank you, hurry up and get to work. Wang Annie walked towards the front in her high heels.

Song Qianqian sat in his position a little unwillingly, and as soon as he turned on the computer, a message popped up inside.

"Go downstairs and get the takeaway. ”

Song Qianqian frowned and looked at this message with a reluctant expression.

"Dead Lu Zihao, isn't one porridge enough for you to drink? Are you a pig? Do you want to eat so much?"

She hasn't gotten rid of her anger just now, and now she's telling her to do things again. Song Qianqian muttered in a low voice: She is not so easy to bully.

With his hands on the keyboard, he quickly replied with a few words.

I'm busy, I don't have time!!

After replying to this message, Song Qianqian clapped his hands and leaned on the chair with a happy face.

Thinking of what Lu Zihao would look like when he saw this message, Song Qianqian's heart was extremely happy.

It's not so easy for her to run errands, and she also wants to save some energy to last until lunch.

As soon as he thought of rice, Song Qianqian's stomach became even hungrier. She looked down at the drawer, remembering the last time she had put a packet of cookies in it, but why was it gone?

I'm so hungry.

Song Qianqian looked at Xiao Li next to him, this kid usually likes to eat snacks, and asked him if he had anything to eat, even if it was a piece of sugar.

"Xiao Li, do you have anything to eat?" Song Qianqian lay on the table and asked his colleague weakly.

Xiao Li examined the numbers in the document without raising his head, and replied neatly: "Just a second before you came in, I had already eaten everything I could." ”

When Song Qianqian heard the news, he looked determined. This foodie really doesn't leave a way back.

What should I do? I'm so hungry.

Thinking of his hungry front heart sticking to his back, while Lu Zihao on the roof of the building was eating so many delicious foods, Song Qianqian's heart was full of imbalance.

"It's really more popular than people, I'm dying of hunger, who will save me?"

Song Qianqian lay on the table, looking like he was about to starve to death.

Suddenly, a fragrance rushed into her nose, and Song Qianqian immediately looked energetic, looking up to find the source of this fragrance.

I saw Wang Hao, who had a stern and cold face, walking in with a box of things.

Song Qianqian watched the cold man put a box of things on his table, then turned around and left.

"Wang Tezhu, what is this?" she looked at the box of things, it should be breakfast or something, but she didn't quite understand, why did he bring her breakfast?

Wang Hao stopped, turned to look at Song Qianqian, who looked puzzled, and replied softly: "This is the breakfast that the president ordered for you, and he said that if you don't eat breakfast, it will be bad for your health." ”

After speaking, Wang Hao left.

He was also curious? Okay, why did the chief send breakfast to Song Qianqian?

Yesterday, the chief didn't admit that he liked Song Qianqian, so he took the initiative to send breakfast to others today, and the speed of this slap in the face is really Kaka.