Qi Moyue, who was holding Song Ziyan's ankle steadily, smiled evilly: "The domineering president I've seen seems to be like this." ”

"Huh?"

Before Song Ziyan could react, he was pulled down in front of a warm and solid chest.

The direction of the plot doesn't seem right!

Song Ziyan tried to break free from Qi Moyue's arms, but unfortunately failed.

"What, don't you think we're in the right position right now?"

Song Ziyan stretched out his hand and gently poked Qi Moyue's chest and said, "Maybe we can change our posture and be more comfortable." ”

An evil smile of unknown meaning appeared on Qi Moyue's face, and there was some banter in his voice.

"And what kind of posture does the lady prefer?"

"Me?" Song Ziyan pointed to his nose and thought about it seriously.

Just as I was about to answer, I suddenly found that the topic seemed to have an indescribable color in this inexplicable ambiguous atmosphere.

Then Song Ziyan rushed down from Qi Moyue in the form of a catapult and ran away.

"Are you going to work?" Song Ziyan patted the table lightly: "I'll give you one last chance, please answer carefully." ”

Before Qi Moyue could react, Song Ziyan slapped the table again: "If you don't go to work, then I'll go to work!" ”

Table: What did I do wrong?

Qi Moyue smiled softly, got up and tidied up his clothes and said, "Okay, I can't stay at home, go to work, okay?" ”

"Good." Song Ziyan heard that Qi Moyue was going out, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, radiated a wink to Qi Moyue, and threw a flying kiss: "Love you, old ......"

Forget it, Song Ziyan, who was halfway through the shouting, suddenly gave up, and he was too numb to shout.

"Love you, boss!" Song Ziyan felt that his conversion was too blunt, so he wanted to add again: "On behalf of all the employees of YW who respect the boss." ”

Qi Moyue supported his forehead, reluctantly packed his things and went to work.

This little rascal, I don't know what I want to do.

I specially set aside the time, waited until the early hours of the morning last night to wait for her to come home, and this morning I got up early and dressed perfectly and waited for her.

As a result, the little rascal's attention was completely off on him, and he only wanted to drive him to work, and he didn't know what he was doing by staying at home alone.

But according to his guess, he must have wanted to get him something strange......

And Song Ziyan, who had just sent Qi Moyue away, started his own actions.

Order roses, make cakes, everything is so orderly.

Sure enough, it's right to train multiple times.

However, it is precisely because of these many trainings that for a few days, Song Ziyan and his sisters exercised on the treadmill at one or two o'clock in the morning.

When it was close to evening, Song Ziyan had finished all the things at hand, and the cake was obediently lying in the refrigerator.

Next up is the atmosphere project.

Song Ziyan, who wanted to buy 999 heart-shaped candles, decided to buy a small light bulb that would shine after careful consideration, one is to save and the other is to be safe.

Song Ziyan hung up the small box of small flashing lights that he had prepared in the places where he felt he needed them, and then opened them to try.

But in the evening, it was not yet dark, and the beauty of the lights could not be highlighted.

Song Ziyan closed the curtains and tried it, but the light could be seen now, and it was very beautiful, but this night scene could not be seen again.

After thinking about it for a long time, the result was that Qi Moyue, who was ready to go home at any time, received a message.

"Don't come back yet, I'll inform you, you'll come back, OK?"