103 Tsundere, indifferent, paranoid, president x smart little angel lady
: [Miss? 】
Song Yongyan suddenly felt that the complicated work on the computer in front of him was boring, and raised his eyebrows and replied to the little girl opposite. He still remembered that yesterday her youthful and immature cheeks, with an innocent innocence and softness, pounced on him without hesitation.
As if he was some good thing.
She simply didn't know that she was so beautiful that she was a delicate yellow rose that no man would not be tempted by. People can't wait to lean down, kiss the fragrance, and then pass through the spikes and fences to pick this delicate flower with dew buds waiting to be released.
Diana: [Bad laugh.jpg]
: [What's the matter?] 】
Diana: [I agreed to a request from someone else in order to ask for your WeChat. 】
:【? 】
Diana: [He asked me to go to their weekend party.] 】
Song Yongyan's secretary came in with a pile of papers, and saw the president, who had always been paralyzed at 360 degrees, frowned, and looked a little strange on his face when he looked at his mobile phone. However, thinking of this person who has always been cold and stern, rarely socializes outside of work.
He immediately smelled a hint of gossip.
What can make a workaholic sneak up on his phone during work hours? Coupled with the awkward and arrogant look on his face, the secretary almost performed a good show on the spot in his mind.
But the professionalism made him not squint, "President, these documents will be delivered to the seventh floor in ten minutes." ”
Song Yongyan subconsciously responded, and his sharp eyebrows softened by three points, but his eyes still fell on the mobile phone.
Diana: [Come with me]
After sending this message, Fu Wan was a little nervous. Thinking of Song Yongyan's arrogant and cold appearance, she suddenly wanted to withdraw, what if the other party thought she was too frivolous and self-inflicted.
After hesitating for a while, Fu Wan resisted the urge to withdraw.
:【…… You agreed to someone else's request, does it have anything to do with me? 】
Sure enough, Fu Wan was a little angry.
If you are unkind, then don't blame me for being unjust.
Diana: [Cuckold .jpg]
:【……】
Song Yongyan looked at the emoji sent by the other party, his slightly frowning eyebrows stretched, and a little tenderness melted into his long and narrow black eyes, and he subconsciously chuckled. It seems that through the screen, you can also imagine the appearance of the little girl puffing up. Thinking like this, a girl with puffed white cheeks and a round eye confronted him suddenly appeared.
Is...... Lovely.
I want to tease.
: [Let me go, what's the benefit.] 】
Fu Wan frowned, are contemporary young people so scheming? In just a few dozen minutes, she saw the ruthlessness of society.
Diana: [No good, but...... You can carry my bag.]
: [There is no good deal, Song never does it. 】
Diana: [Okay, you mention]
The secretary thought of the same look on his president's face when he talked about his biggest project to date. It is painstaking efforts to finally attract the pleasure and satisfaction of the prey.
Thinking of the documents that he would have to sign in ten minutes, he said with difficulty: "President, these documents ......"
Song Yongyan raised his eyes, took the document, took out the pen in his suit jacket, and signed the document in one go, "Okay, let's go out." ”
The secretary who was asked to go out immediately took the documents and went out as quickly as possible and brought them to the door.
Song Yongyan frowned and thought for a while.
: [Promise me a request, and I'll mention it later.] 】
Diana: [Okay.] 】
It seemed that when the two of them had nothing to say here, they were involuntarily silent for a while, and Song Yongyan sent a message to Lin Zhi.
: [With whom?] 】
Fu Wan said his name, and the other side was silent for a while, and then replied OK.
Thinking of the other party's cold attitude, Fu Wan did not continue to send messages. She looked at her well-written love plan, and then looked at the other party's cold and indifferent OK, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved.
Ignore you dog man.
Fu Wan flipped through the desk and pulled out a physics workbook.
It's so boring, let's draw a circuit diagram and play with the speaker.
Song Yongyan put his phone aside and put his eyes back on the computer. But after a while, he still frowned and looked at his phone. The phone was silent, and Song Yongyan put his eyes back on the computer.
A moment later.
He picked up his mobile phone and skillfully clicked into WeChat.
: [You know Xu Ming very well? 】
Fu Wan heard the phone ringing, thinking that it was the browser that pushed it, and ignored it. After drawing the circuit diagram in the exercise book, she began to draw the force analysis diagram and the light refraction diagram, which was enough for her amusement.
Song Yongyan looked at his phone, and there was no message from the other side to reply to him.
For some reason, he felt a little irritability rise in his heart.
He remembered that Xu Ming was more popular with women than him, and remembered that Xu Ming was always smiling, gentle and elegant, with a three-point ruffian, and many little girls couldn't take their eyes off him.
What about the eldest lady?
A teenage girl can't see through how filthy the soul inside her beautiful skin is.
Otherwise, how could they provoke him.
As soon as the physics teacher Lao Wu walked in, he handed out a set of papers to everyone, "After the evening self-study is done with this set of papers, don't discuss with each other, I want to take it back and correct it." ”
After speaking, the roll was handed down by the group leader.
"it."
"That's a difficult question, teacher."
"That's a big deal."
"Interesting, interesting."
The top students in the front row let out excited and happy screams one after another, and then happily laid out the papers, copied the draft paper and black pen, and began to work on the questions. Lao Wu pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at the last row of girls lying on the table playing with circuit diagrams.
Thinking of the upcoming physical education class, the glass lens flashed with a flash of wisdom.
Fu Bang pulled down the roll and glanced at it cursoryly.
Maybe it's the loneliness of the king, she feels the same when she looks at any science paper.
If you can do it, you can do it, it's all right.
Fu Wan turned out a stack of scratch paper with interest, filled in the blanks at a glance, and began to calculate the questions that needed to be calculated. Although there were a few turns in the big problem behind, Fu Wan couldn't be more proficient in the general idea, and he solved it directly along the way.
When she finished writing, she had just finished the first evening self-study.
Out of respect for the self-study class, Fu Wan took out the workbook and continued to write. The workbook is to consolidate the newly learned content in class, so the content is relatively simple, and Fu Wan, who has been devastated by high school physics, does not blink his eyes, and bravely moves forward to write page after page.
Then, her phone rang again.