Inside the chairman's office.

Song Cheng's office, like his whole personality, is simple and stylish, with a large area of black and white throughout, with an obsidian-colored marble desk occupying a corner of the room and a black and white bookcase standing next to it.

Against the wall is a row of soft leather sofas for visitors to relax.

In addition to this, there is a white wooden door that blocks out two spaces, and inside is a lounge.

Song Cheng put his arms around her and let go of her after entering the office, walked to the desk and sat down alone, and took care of official business.

Su Kui was a little bored, sat on the sofa for a while, stared at the white fingers for a long time, and saw that Song Cheng was indeed working hard, and did not care about her at all.

With one hand on his cheek, he looked at the man in front of him who was hanging his head and concentrating on his work.

Finely broken bangs poured down his full forehead, hanging down at will, and a pair of gold-wire glasses were placed on the bridge of his tall nose, which greatly softened his powerful aura and made his whole person look much gentler.

stared at him, unconsciously out of his mind, his moist and watery eyes looked at Song Cheng intently, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

It is said that men at work are the most attractive, and Song Cheng is one of the best.

If Song Cheng usually looks like a gangster, with a hazy temperament, he wears glasses, he is more like a university professor than a man in charge of the fate of a huge consortium.

Maybe her eyes were too hot, and Song Cheng was such a person who was very sensitive to the reaction of the outside world, so naturally he wouldn't feel the gaze that had been following him.

He looked up as if he was inadvertently raised, and happened to crash into a pair of pupils with a clear spring in his mouth, and the tip of his heart was stung by something, and after a while, he hooked his lips, "Am I good-looking?" ”

The phoenix's eyes are half-closed, the corners of her lips are raised, and her deliberately lowered voice is seductive and sultry.

Su Kui nodded unconsciously, his cheeks flushed, as if he had drunk a large bottle of red wine, "It's beautiful!" ”

"Really? Do you love me? The voice was even more hoarse, and the tail note dragged on for a long time, like a grim reaper with a scythe, knowing that death was coming, but still willing to dedicate his soul just to change his eyes.

"Really, really, I love ......" and more!

Su Kui's eyes widened and glared at the other party, and he said in disbelief: "You are talking to me?!" ”

Even if he didn't finish the last word, Song Cheng heard the previous words clearly, but it's a pity-

He sighed, he had underestimated her, and had been able to recover from his confusion so quickly.

Stopping the pen that was spinning at his fingertips, "Are you thirsty?" Want to drink something? ”

Su Kui glanced at him angrily, shrugging indifferently, "I'm casual, just like you!" ”

"Okay," Song Cheng pressed the internal phone, and the other side was quickly connected, and he simply said to the other end: "Send two cups of coffee to my office," thought for a while, and said: "One of the cups with milk and sugar, send it as soon as possible." ”

His words instantly made Su Kui's heart beat like a drum, is he? It's not him, but how would he know that she loves sweets and is the ultimate supporter of dairy products.

Song Cheng didn't know how to read minds, so naturally he didn't know why Su Kui's expression was unpredictable, he just thought she didn't like it, and said, "Don't like it?" Then let the assistant change it for you. ”

But why did something seem to tell him in his memory that this woman was so sweet?

"No—" Su Kui looked back at him with a smile, "I like it very much." ”