Chapter 122: The President Is Looking for Cats Every Day 53

But it is also natural that this strong desire to possess aggression is indeed completely incompatible with this kind of place.

It can only be said that the little girl's unconscious actions are indeed the kind of secret and dark monopoly in his heart.

He picked up the tissue next to him, wiped the cream off his face, and put the tissue aside in his hand.

This is the glasses that were pressed aside just now, picked up and held them carelessly in his hands.

Hide such emotions.

The eyes that are less covered by glasses are a little more sharp and aggressive, and the thin and beautiful lips are slightly hooked.

Seeing the little girl quickly eat half of the cake, Sang Li's eyes became more gentle.

I'm not afraid to choke.

And he's not quite sure that as a cat demon, there will be a problem for the little girl to eat so many sweets.

But forget it...... Eat a little more, it's nothing.

This time, I'll get used to you first.

Wait until Qinghui finishes eating the cake.

The two returned to the company, and the hall had long since returned to its usual order.

Qinghui was lazily lying on the sofa next to him, and next to the sofa was a small bald orange tree that had not yet had time to be replaced.

The ripped leaves around have been swept away.

And the mischievous cat before, now that he has eaten and drunk enough, is finally willing to let go of this poor little orange tree.

Sang Li raised his eyes from the document and watched Qinghui's movements amusedly.

If you are at home now, it is probably the scene of the little black cat lying on the sofa, lazily basking in the sun, you call her, maybe she will move her tail to face.

Sang Li thought so involuntarily, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that a long time had passed unconsciously.

He bent the corners of his lips a little helplessly, but his heart was slightly hot.

Originally, it was just a place to live, but now he naturally calls it home.

Probably because of this little girl.

Thinking so, he stood up, straightened the corners of his clothes, and walked to Qinghui, already happily planning to skip a shift, the man's Qingjun face with a shallow smile.

It's not the gentleness that came out of the pretense before, the gentleness at this moment is really written on the face and imprinted on the bottom of the eyes.

Shadows fall overhead.

"Huh?"

Qinghui, who was lying on his stomach softly, raised his big lazy eyes and looked up at him a little blankly.

What are you going to do? Aren't you busy? How did you go back and forth?

"Go home, right?"

He whispered.

"Go to the supermarket first, see what you want to eat, and I'll go back and cook for you."

I want to hold my children up high with kisses and hugs...... Or want to do more.

I want to be hot at the bottom of my heart.

He didn't want to continue reading those boring documents at all.

But I had to coax the little girl back first.

The other party smiled clearly.

Qinghui tilted his head.

During this time, he was obviously busy, and he basically ate outside.

It's rare that he wants to do it, Qinghui thought about it, sat up, and felt that he couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of the meal ticket.

Okay, for the sake of you taking Lord Lingjian to eat a small cake in the afternoon, I will give you a face.

When Sang Li took Qinghui's hand and left, Lou Wanli, who happened to see the big boss skipping work again, glanced at the time, and continued to bow his head to work without the slightest surprise.

Qinghui ate a little too much cake in the afternoon, and he dangled it in the supermarket for a while.

When I went home to cook and finish eating, it was a little late.

After packing up his things, Qinghui was sitting on the sofa watching TV, a little lazy.

Seeing him sit down, his small body consciously leaned into his arms to keep warm.

A small group of soft ones posted so unknowingly.

Almost in a small circle in his arms.

Sang Li was in a hurry to come back because of the fever in his heart.

At this moment, listening to the other party's soft yawn, the emotions that have been suppressed all this time...... Instantly gushing out.

Sang Li's hand rested on Qinghui's waist and nodded quietly.

The other hand ran down Qinghui's back.

I felt the little girl's body relax, and both little ears were comfortably popping out and trembling slightly.

Soft fluff runs across the chin.

This touch made the already dark light brown eyes even more dangerous.