Yan Murong felt that it was necessary for him to correct Yan Minghua's life values and moral ethics. The boss is not small, a woman in her thirties, her vision is higher, after all, she is a member of the Yan family, and no one can say anything if she has a high vision, but you can't force your nephew to call you sister, right? What a mess this is.

Yan Murong was a little aggrieved - he had been pushing himself like this since he was a child, but he didn't think that he was still like this now.

"This--little, big sister, you can't do this, if this reaches grandpa's ears, he should scold you again." Yan Murong said with a bitter expression, but seeing that Yan Minghua's face changed, he quickly corrected his title.

"What are you afraid of?" Yan Minghua smiled coquettishly, but instead hugged Yan Murong's neck, and the huge meat ball on his chest rubbed on Yan Murong's arm, making Yan Murong want to die depressedly, while hiding, he pushed Yan Minghua desperately, and the fragrance on Yan Minghua's body couldn't stop drilling into his nose, which immediately made his head confused.

"Yo, I still know how to be shy." Yan Minghua looked at Yan Murong with a smile on his face. "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, you even married your daughter-in-law, what's wrong with letting my sister and me hug you - why weren't you shy when you peeked at me in the shower when you were a child? Come on, let's see, is my sister's figure getting better and better? Cluck! ”

"Eldest sister, sister-in-law, aunt and grandmother, can you stop me?" Yan Murong was about to cry, and said with a look of grievance.

"I didn't fix you." Yan Minghua's big eyes blinked like a doll, and said innocently. "Look, you're almost twenty-six this year, aren't you? How old am I, I'm only thirty-two years old, six years older than you, shouldn't I call my sister? ”

"But—"

"What a thing?" Yan Murong said. "Don't tell me you don't know."

"I-I know." Yan Murong said depressedly.

"Just know no. Cluck. Yan Minghua chuckled and said. Okay, okay, don't be bitter, don't tease you, it's not because you're a little conscienceless, you don't know how to come to see me when you come back, and you have to let me invite you in person-how about it? Surprise, right? ”

Yan Minghua did not have the consciousness of being the chairman of the three major consortia in China at all, and his bright and pretty face smiled like a bewitching little fox.

"I'm surprised, but I haven't seen it yet." Yan Murong said with a wry smile.

"Giggles, who said there is no joy, let's go, I know that you haven't eaten yet, this beauty personally invited you to dinner, this is considered joy, right? Tell you, the man who wants to eat with me can go to Hebei from here, so you can steal the fun. ”

"How do you know I haven't eaten?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"Cut, you don't want to see who I am?" Yan Minghua said, "Is there anything you kid can hide from me?" After standing on the podium all morning, I went to Liang Zhengtao's house to treat others, and then I ran to your wife's merry life, did you have time to eat -- I even know that there is a small mole on your left buttocks. ”

"You're spying on me." Yan Murong said shyly.

"Do I still need to spy on you?" Yan Minghua pouted and said. "Which little bastard used to crawl into my bed bare-chested in the middle of the night?"

"W-can we stop talking about this?" Yan Murong said embarrassedly.

He'd done it, but how old would he be? is only six years old, you say, I slept cold in the middle of the night, so I had to find a warm place to drill, because Yan Minghua was only six years older than him, and the Yan family arranged for the two of them to be in the same room, so Yan Murong often climbed into Yan Minghua's bed with his bare butt in the middle of the night.

"Alright, alright, I know you're shy." Yan Minghua chuckled, took Yan Murong's arm and pulled him out.

"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

Yan Murong couldn't push Yan Minghua away, so she could only let her pull herself with a shameless face, and the pair of fullness on his chest rubbed against his arms.

This time he went out, but Yan Murong was startled, when he was brought in with a mask just now, it was obviously very quiet outside, but as soon as he came out, there was an extra secretary at the door, and- and looking at his eyes, why was it so strange?

"Yan Dong—this, this is." The little secretary looked at Yan Murong and Yan Minghua and asked in surprise.

"How? Handsome, right? Yan Minghua asked with a grin.

"Huh? Ah, handsome, handsome. "The chairman said that he was handsome, how dare he say that he was not handsome? Even if he looks like a sharp brother, he has to say that he is handsome - but, who is this man, and why does his chairman hold his arm so intimately? The chairman of the board of directors himself knows too well, so many sons and brothers in Yanjing chased her, either scolded by her, or cried by her, that is the master that men should not approach, but when she went out to have a meal, how could a man enter her office? What did they do inside?

In an instant, a picture that only appears in a small Oriental movie appeared in the little secretary's head.

The office, the desk, the chairman, the stockings - and then, then I want to go.

I have to say that this little secretary is also a fan of the late Oriental romantic action movie superstar Sister Lan, so when I saw this incredible scene, I naturally thought of a classic movie called "Office and Secretary" by Sister Lan, although the scene is a little simpler and the number of people is a little less, but it is also a classic.

What the? You think it's not a classic? Nonsense - in this era when movies are commercialized, can anything other than Oriental movies be called classics and art?

"Okay, wait until you get to work, you go and notify the managers of the following departments, and say that the afternoon meeting will not be held." As he spoke, he glanced at Yan Murong with a smile and said. "In the afternoon, I have to accompany this handsome guy, if I don't accompany him, he will be angry, he is angry, the world is discolored, I am terrible."

Yan Murong's whole body trembled when he heard this, and he quickly pulled Yan Minghua and said. "Let's go, let's go, I'm dying of hunger."

"Alright, alright." Yan Minghua looked like an angry little daughter-in-law, looked at Yan Murong and said. "Don't be angry, people just listen to you."

After speaking, under the stunned expression of the little secretary, he affectionately held Yan Murong, twisted the willow waist that made many Yanjing sons want to touch it and wanted to go crazy, and stepped on her high heels and "clicked" into her special elevator.

The little secretary watched the elevator door close, only to wake up like a dream, and then quickly sat on his desk, opened the company's internal communication software, and the little hand crackled on a line of words on it and then sent it out in groups.

The message is very short, six large characters on it. "The female devil is happy!"

PS: Ask for collection again, ask for flowers!