The next day, Wanying went to work with Bai Dashao. Now it can really be said that everyone from company executives to cleaning aunts knows that she is Bai Hanyu's wife. When you see her, you have to respectfully shout the president's wife. But there was one person who didn't know.

Wanying sat in the president's office, bored looking at the scene outside, and thought: Bai Hanyu, you raised me like this all day long, and you are not afraid of raising me fat, it will not be beautiful.

Bai Dashao seemed to feel Wanying's gaze, raised his head from a pile of documents, and looked at Wanying: It's okay, no matter how fat you are, I want you.

"Hanyu, ah......" Wan Ying's words had just started when she was interrupted by Bai Dashao, "Remember, prefix." Wanying pursed her lips and said, "Husband, I want to go down and buy ice cream." As she spoke, Wan Ying licked her lips, this action is not a * temptation for outsiders, but it is a * naked temptation for Bai Da Shao.

Bai Dashao swallowed his saliva, hooked his finger at Wanying, and motioned for her to come over, but this action was so much like calling a pet. The corners of Wanying's mouth twitched fiercely.

But still walked over. Bai Dashao patted his leg and asked her to sit on his lap, "What?" Want to hang out? As he spoke, he took Wanying's earlobe.

The earlobe is Wanying's most sensitive place, and it is obvious that when Bai Dashao just took her earlobe, an electric current rushed through Wanying's body.

"Alright, come down and eat less." Bai Dashao said and let Wanying go down to buy ice cream. "Husband, you're the best." After saying that, Wanying ran out of the president's office and went downstairs to buy ice cream. Bai Dashao looked at Wanying's back as she rushed away, she was really a child who didn't grow up.

An hour passed, and Wanying came up after eating the ice cream. As soon as I walked to the door of the president's office, a woman stopped me. Wan Ying looked at the woman in front of her, a tight-fitting overalls outlining the woman's hot figure, and a delicate face painted with light makeup. It can be seen that she is very good at dressing up.

"Who are you?" Wanying's eyes swept around, and she asked suspiciously.

"I'm the president's new secretary, my surname is Mo, and my name is Mo Yarou." After speaking, she looked at Wanying very arrogantly, with a provocative face. Yes, she applied for the job for the man inside. Obviously, she regarded Wanying in front of her as someone who admired Bai Dashao.

Wanying thought about it, and Bai Dashao told her that the original secretary had taken marriage leave, and this should be the new secretary. But the arrogance of this face is leading her to look unaccustomed, "Secretary Mo, is your president here?" I'm looking for him. Wanying raised an eyebrow.

"The president is very busy, I don't have time to see you, you can go." Sure enough, she guessed correctly, and she was an admirer of the president again, and the president was her alone!

"But what if I have to go in?" After Wanying finished speaking, she stared at Mo Yarou with interest, Yaya, okay, you Bai Hanyu, you have only been out for a while, and you will get me a rival in love to come back.

"Miss, if you can't climb to the president, don't lie here with a dead face." Mo Yarou's tone was extremely unkind.

"Oh? Is it? Can you bother Secretary Mo to ask the president! Wanying raised her voice and said to Mo Yarou.

"This is okay, but I advise the young lady not to cry and run out in the end." Mo Yarou said provocatively to Wanying.

"Hehe, then let's give it a try, but Secretary Mo shouldn't know who I am, right?" Wanying smiled at the corner of her mouth, not at all worried about being kicked out by the president.

This smile stung Mo Yarou's eyes, you are confident that you are here, it is really hateful. "Humph! I don't bother to know about people like you! With that, he turned around and knocked on the door of the president's room.

Wanying looked at her back, and her smile became brighter.

The editor has something to do recently, and I didn't update the article, I'm sorry.