I like coffee with a sweet and bitter taste, and I like you even more—

"Heh," Song Cheng somehow breathed a sigh of relief, and a strange emotion surged in his heart, as if to say, that feeling was really right.

Han Guoguo was still crying when he received the chairman's call, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Hearing that the chairman asked her to make two cups of coffee and send them over as soon as possible, she hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe away the tears on her face, and went in a hurry.

In the pantry on the thirty-eighth floor, Han Guoguo was in a hurry for most of the day, and finally brought out the brewed coffee and walked towards the chairman's office.

Su Kui flipped through the financial magazines casually, a finger of his index finger tapped his red and plump lips, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows flowed with countless styles.

Almost-

She closed the magazine, pretended to look at the time, and said to Song Cheng: "It's boring, I'll see why the coffee is not good, seriously, your assistant is really inefficient!" ”

"Well," Song Cheng raised his eyebrows, his thick black sword eyebrows flew into his sideburns, and he still had some approval of her words, "Don't run around, I'll take you out to eat later." ”

Su Kui waved his hand, but didn't turn his head back, "Anla, Anla~"

Little without conscience!

The smile as bright as a summer flower shook his eyes, and the strange feeling in his heart was fermenting gradually, slowly, slowly.

And then after the precipitation of time, there will always be beautiful flowers.

Song Cheng kept thinking about things in his mind, and his fingertips unconsciously turned the pen, this was his old problem, once he entered the thinking, he always had to grab something in his hand and turn around......

Suddenly, a cry of pain pierced into his heart—

"Ahh It hurts—"

Song Cheng was startled, his brain hadn't made a command yet, but his body had already taken the lead in walking towards the door.

For the first time, he felt that his heart could beat so fast, and although he was very confident in the security system in the Song family, he couldn't help but worry about her.

A few steps away, the ground was a mess, and she was boiling hot in a chiffon dress full of tan coffee liquid, ticking from under her skirt to her feet.

Han Guoguo's eyes widened, a pair of eyes like Bambi, and he snorted with some horror: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"

The pain in her skin made Su Kui almost speechless, and the two cups of hot cocoa that had just come out of the oven were almost poured into her clothes.

Hearing Han Guoguo's words, Su Kui suddenly wanted to say, if it is useful to apologize, why do you need the police?!

But it didn't say it in the end.

While Han Guoguo was looking at Su Kui, Su Kui was also looking at her.

A black hair neatly tied into a ponytail, bangs, big eyes, two lying silkworms, very white skin, a small girl.

It's just that both eyes are a little red, did you cry just now?

Han Guoguo looked at Su Kui quietly, and finally had to admit in frustration that others were better than her everywhere.

The eyebrows are picturesque, quiet and elegant, even if she is full of messes, it does not damage her pure temperament at all, isn't this the woman she secretly glanced at a few times just now, in the arms of the boss?

God is really unfair, gave her the beauty of the country and the city, and gave her a boyfriend who is peerless.

And she can only humbly make coffee, endure the scolding of her boss, sit as a secretary assistant, but do errands.

Thinking like this, there is a sense of indignation and annoyance in my heart, and I don't know who I am annoying about.