"Zhou Qichuan!"

Song Zhiyuan couldn't stand the burning of his hot breath, his whole body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but push him.

This is Xunke's conference room, and they have been working since their first day at Xunke......

Is! It's hard to put into words.

"Well, I'm here." Zhou Qichuan replied in a low voice, he was not honest anywhere.

"You can't restrain yourself, this is the conference room." Song Zhiyuan really couldn't stand it.

"Heh-" Zhou Qichuan smiled hoarsely, "Then let's change places and go to my office." ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

"If you don't change it, that's a promise." Saying that, Zhou Qichuan no longer hesitated.

"Ahh Song Zhiyuan exclaimed, "You bastard...... egg!"

Before the words fell, the voice was swallowed up.

……

Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Qichuan arrived ten minutes late, and everyone was waiting for the two of them.

Seeing the two of them coming in side by side, one was refreshed, the other was like picking flowers, and those who understood instantly understood it, and those who didn't understand it also understood.

The box is very large, divided into two tables, a table of more than a dozen people.

However, everyone was shrewd, and one of the tables was full, and the other was just two next to each other.

In the laughter of everyone, Zhou Qichuan directly hooked Song Zhiyuan's shoulders and took her to sit beside him.

knows that everyone is a smart person, even if you can't guess that she is Zhou Qichuan's wife, you can guess that she and Zhou Qichuan can sleep in the same bed.

Therefore, Song Zhiyuan is not embarrassed or embarrassed, she should respond to all kinds of compliments and flattery, and she responded directly and generously, without a trace of unnaturalness.

When the dishes were served, naturally the first one turned to Zhou Qichuan's face, without exception, the first chopsticks, Zhou Qichuan was sandwiched to Song Zhiyuan.

When she encounters something she likes, Zhou Qichuan will clip a few more chopsticks, and if Song Zhiyuan doesn't move, he won't clip the second chopstick.

Halfway through eating, Song Zhiyuan's mobile phone rang, and it was a WeChat message sent by Chi Xue, asking if she was also in Baoli Pavilion.

Everyone came to the same company at the same time, and many colleagues in the personnel department saw that the company's senior management also entered Baoli Pavilion.

Song Zhiyuan read it and didn't reply to the message, just took the mobile phone and smiled gracefully at everyone and said, "I'm sorry, go to the bathroom." ”

"Don't go too long." Zhou Qichuan looked at her and said softly.

Song Zhiyuan's mobile phone was placed between the two of them, and Chi Xue's WeChat just now, Zhou Qichuan also saw it.

Song Zhiyuan nodded generously at him, promised a "good" word, and got up to leave.

Unexpectedly, when she got up, she inadvertently brought the napkin on the dining table in front of her under the plate, and pulled it forward-

Suddenly, there was a "clang" sound, and the goblet containing half a glass of juice on the table fell directly, Zhou Qichuan saw it, and wanted to block it, but it was too late, and most of the juice was directly splashed on Song Zhiyuan's body.

Coincidentally, it didn't spill anywhere else, so it was splashed on her buttocks on one side, and then flowed down.

Song Zhiyuan looked back, "......"

"Director Song, are you alright?" Someone immediately asked with concern.

Zhou Qichuan also glanced at it, and without waiting for anyone else to make any moves, he got up, took the blazer he put on the back of the chair, and draped it directly on Song Zhiyuan's body.

He was tall, and his suit was put on Song Zhiyuan's body, just enough to cover her hips.

"It's okay, everyone eat, I'll take Director Song to deal with it." As he spoke, Zhou Qichuan hugged Song Zhiyuan and walked out.

Everyone watched, "......"

Tut! There is no sound, but in my heart, it is like a mirror.

In the future, they will fully cooperate with Song Zhiyuan's work, absolutely fully cooperate.

Zhou Qichuan went out with Song Zhiyuan in his arms, and asked the waiter to take them to the nearest box where no one was around.

Entering the box, Zhou Qichuan took off his blazer from Song Zhiyuan and stared at her from the waist down.

Song Zhiyuan was stared at by his naked and burning gaze, and pulled out a napkin and smashed it over, "Look at it, why don't you help me wipe it." ”

Zhou Qichuan grabbed the napkin she smashed, licked the corners of his lips and smiled, "Wife, if you take off your pants, don't catch a cold." ”

"What am I wearing when I take it off?" Song Zhiyuan asked angrily.

"Wear mine." Zhou Qichuan blurted out.

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

She really- died speechless! almost rolled his eyes at Zhou Qichuan.

"Forget it, don't wipe it." She said, turning to leave.

"Don't." Zhou Qichuan hurriedly hugged the person and said in seconds, "Rub, I'll help you wipe it now." ”

Song Zhiyuan squinted at him and struggled in his arms, "Hurry up." ”

"You lie on the back of your chair and pout your ass." Zhou Qichuan let go of the people and made a serious proposal.

Song Zhiyuan turned his head and glanced behind him again, and it was true that half of his ass was wet.

She just wanted to quickly wipe the obvious juice stains off her pants and go to the box in her HR department to say hello to everyone, so she didn't think much of it at all, and she propped her arms on the back of the chair and pouted her ass and lay down.

At the beginning, Zhou Qichuan really squatted behind Song Zhiyuan, and seriously rubbed Song Zhiyuan, but when he rubbed it, he changed his taste and went away.

When Song Zhiyuan didn't notice it at all, Zhou Qichuan stuck up from behind and hugged her.

Song Zhiyuan was startled and immediately struggled, "What are you doing?" ”

"Wife, you're a goblin, how can you be so seductive." Holding Song Zhiyuan, Zhou Qichuan's voice was obviously hoarse.

Song Zhiyuan took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and threatened in a deep voice, "Are you loose?" ”

Zhou Qichuan buried his head in her hair, rubbed back and forth, and smiled sullenly, "Loose!" But hold on for a while. ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

"Wife, I like you more and more, what should I do?" Hugging Song Zhiyuan tightly, Zhou Qichuan murmured sullenly.

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

Did you take the wrong medicine today?

"Are you alright?" She squirmed, urging.

"It's almost ready, but you'll be able to move—"

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

She looked up to the sky and sighed!

"One more minute for you." As she spoke, she stared at her watch and began to time it.

"A minute?" Zhou Qichuan was so aggrieved, "Wife, do you think I'm a balloon?" ”

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

In order not to delay his time, for the next time, Song Zhiyuan was motionless, and even his breathing relaxed.

Five or six minutes later, Zhou Qichuan finally calmed down and let go.

Song Zhiyuan turned around and left.

Zhou Qichuan grabbed her again, "I'll go with you to say hello to my colleagues in the personnel department." ”

"Zhou Qichuan, you have enough today, don't take an inch." As the words fell, she pulled out her hand and left.

Zhou Qichuan touched his nose and smiled.

.......