"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"

As soon as Zhou Qichuan came out of the bathroom with Song Zhiyuan in his arms, the mobile phone he threw on the sofa rang.

Putting the person on the bed, he went to grab the phone, glanced at it, and connected the phone.

After a brief answer, he hung up, then tiptoed to the cloakroom.

came out, and he looked like a dog, noble and cold, and just like the two of them.

"I'm not coming back tonight, there's a supper downstairs, you can eat it yourself." Zhou Qichuan buttoned the cufflinks while lifting his eyes and said to Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan pulled the quilt and leaned against the head of the bed to look at him, and couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

In the next second, she grabbed a pillow and smashed it towards Zhou Qichuan.

As soon as Zhou Qichuan raised his hand, he easily grabbed the pillow that flew over.

"Zhou Qichuan, I'm more hygienic and don't like to share anything with others, if you touch Xu Nianhe, stay away from me."

Zhou Qichuan hooked his lips and smiled, walked to the bed and put down the pillow in his hand, his eyes slowly shuttled from Song Zhiyuan's slippery quilt to her face, and his dark pupils were full of evil smiles, "What, don't get divorced?" ”

Song Zhiyuan hurriedly pulled the quilt again, hooked his lips and sneered, "Take the initiative to withdraw to fulfill you and Xu Nianhe, the dog man and woman, I think-" Beautiful! "Hmm~"

As a result, before she could say the last word, her lip was bitten by Zhou Qichuan.

The bite is quite hard!

"Look, the dog man and woman are me and you, not me and Xu Nianhe." Letting go of Song Zhiyu, Zhou Qichuan smiled in his eyes.

After the words fell, he stretched out his hand and gently pinched Song Zhiyuan's crimson cheek as if to soothe and punish, and then turned around and left.

Song Zhiyuan glared at him, "......"

……

The next day, Song Zhiyuan took the on-site layout plan for next Monday's press conference to Xu Nianhe.

When she arrived at the hospital room, she knocked on the door, only to find that there was no one in the room.

Just when she was surprised, the door of the bathroom in the ward suddenly "clicked" and opened from the inside, and Zhou Qichuan walked out of it with Xu Nianhe in his arms.

Looking at the residual lipstick at the corner of Zhou Qichuan's mouth and the appearance of Xu Nianhe in his arms full of spring, Song Zhiyuan's hand holding the information unconsciously tightened by two points.

"Vice President, Miss Xu." After all, she controlled her emotions, and the corners of her mouth raised a formulaic smile, elegant and decent.

"What is Manager Song doing again, deliberately disturbing me and Qi Chuan?" Glancing at Song Zhiyuan, Xu Nianhe's unhappiness in his eyes was extremely obvious.

Zhou Qichuan glanced at Song Zhiyuan lightly, hugged Xu Nianhe and put him on the bed, and then pulled the quilt to help her cover it.

Song Zhiyuan looked at all this, walked in, handed the information in his hand to Xu Nianhe, and smiled indifferently, "The on-site layout plan of Monday's press conference, please take a look at it." ”

Xu Nianhe took it, flipped it casually, frowned at Song Zhiyuan, and asked, "With such a big group as the Zhou family, what is made is at this level?" Or, are you deliberately perfunctory to me, don't want the Xu family to cooperate with the Zhou family? ”

"Is Miss Xu dissatisfied?" Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and lifted his eyes to look at Zhou Qichuan opposite, "But our vice president watched it last night, thought it was very good, and praised me." ”

Zhou Qichuan didn't have any emotions in his eyes, but when he heard this, a smile suddenly flashed, he walked to the side of the sofa and sat down, folded his long legs and leaned back in the chair, and said, "I am me, Miss Xu is Miss Xu, Miss Xu is not satisfied, then redo it." ”

"Oh~" Song Zhiyuan was very obedient, "Then Miss Xu, tell me, if you are not satisfied, we will definitely revise it according to your opinion." ”

"Since Qi Chuan is satisfied, let's do it according to this plan." Xu Nianhe looked at Zhou Qichuan, and suddenly she was very little woman.

Song Zhiyuan took back the plan and smiled slyly, "Miss Xu is really considerate and generous. ”

Xu Nianhe ignored her, only looked at Zhou Qichuan, and said with a bit of coquettishness, "Qichuan, I want to eat Libao Pavilion's dishes at noon, you can accompany me." ”

"It's hot outside, just let someone bring it to the hospital." Zhou Qichuan got up, "I have something to do, I'll come back in the afternoon." ”

When the words fell, he lifted his leg and left.

"Then I'll take my leave first, Miss Xu have a good rest." Leaving these words, Song Zhiyuan also turned around and left, leaving the ward before Zhou Qichuan.

When she arrived at the elevator, she just stepped into the elevator with her front foot, and Zhou Qichuan followed in with her back foot.

Song Zhiyuan ignored him completely, and didn't even give him a trace of the corner of his eye.

It wasn't until Zhou Qichuan followed her into her car like a scoundrel that she began to get mad.

"Go down."

Zhou Qichuan took out a cigarette case and a lighter, lit one, took a puff slowly, and then squinted at her with dark eyes, and wrinkled his brows while spitting out a faint smoke, "It's so ruthless to turn your face and deny people when you use it!" ”

Song Zhiyuan sneered, "Vice President, please, it's okay to wipe your mouth clean after stealing food, otherwise it's really ugly." ”

Zhou Qichuan smiled, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, his elbow against the car window, and looked at her with his head propped up, "What's the matter, are you jealous?" ”

Song Zhiyuan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Zhou Qichuan reached over and rubbed the top of her hair, "Let's drive, go back to the company." ”

Song Zhiyuan tilted his head to avoid his hand and drove the car out with a slam of his hand.