After staying on the 22nd floor for a month, Zhuang Yue found that the president's painting style was really strange.

Like what:

"Heh, do you like me that much? Forget it, I'll just reluctantly accept your gift. ”

Then took the lunch she had prepared in front of her...... Took ......

President, I don't understand what you're talking about_(:зゝ∠)_

Another example:

The president stared at her for several seconds.

"You women are trouble, do you want to ask me what has changed in you today? You changed your lipstick, and so did your perfume. ”

Zhuang Yue silently took the text handed over by the president, president, it's a pity that you don't go to be a detective_(:зゝ∠)_

Or:

Zhuang Yue accidentally fell and didn't fall, but the president who followed behind her directly picked up her princess.

"If you want me to hug you, just say it, don't learn such a clumsy method, you also have this face to see." As he spoke, he glanced at her body, and added, "Good figure." ”

President, don't think that you can play hooligan casually if you are handsome, I have already pressed it and almost dialed it out.

There was another heated discussion in the 304 chat room.

[Xingxing: Yueyue, your president is the one who often appears in magazines, right?] A diamond bachelor in City B! 】

[Kiki: As the assistant to the vice president, I still see him often! Come on! 】

[Year after year: If you succeed, remember to have a treat. 】

[Yueyue: _(:зゝ∠)_Forget jì told you, I have always been the assistant to the president]

Suddenly there was silence for a minute, and then ......

[Stars: / Applause/Applause/Applause/Applause/Applause]

[Kiki: / Applause/Applause/Applause/Applause/Applause]

[Every year: / Applause/Applause/Applause/Applause/Applause]

[Xingxing: How is your president?] 】

[Every year: 9 out of 10 gay]

[Kiki: Straighten him!] 】

How's your president? For this question, Zhuang Yue can only say:

[Yueyue: My boss's painting style is a bit strange......]

[Star: Poof! 】

[Kiki: Poof! 】

[Every year: poof! 】

╮(╯▽╰)╭No way. There is a boss with a strange painting style. But...... Zhuang Yue thinks that the essence of her boss should not be bad, although sometimes the painting style is very strange, but she is still very responsible for her work.

Zhuang Yue stood at the desk of the president with Wen Jiàn, looking at An Rui looking at Wen Jiàn seriously, a pair of sword eyebrows frowned from time to time, and then stretched out, holding a black fountain pen with a finger-jointed hand, if there was a hand control here, he would definitely not help screaming, Zhuang Yue couldn't help but sigh: It is said that serious men are the most handsome, and the ancients did not deceive me.

An Rui signed the paper, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw his little assistant staring at him without blinking. He raised an eyebrow: "Fascinated by my handsomeness, huh?" ”

Damn, how did you say such a shameful word, President?

#果然帅不过三秒#

Zhuang Yue wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh and blushed, looking at An Rui's eyes, she was a girl who was poked carefully.

"Heh, since you like me so much, then I will reluctantly let you be my girlfriend."

"Huh?" Zhuang Yue didn't understand why all of a sudden the world had become like this.

"Well, President, I'm ......" Before he could finish speaking, he was pulled by the President who stood up.

Simple lips against lips with a soft touch.

#隔着办公桌接吻真的大丈夫? #

After a while, they separated. The president waved her hand and motioned for her to go out. Zhuang Yue walked out in a daze with the text jiàn.

When I sat in my position, I was still in a trance. Does she have to do something like those Mary Sue heroines to cause her first kiss that she lost inexplicably?