Song Meiyue's emotions were a little out of control, and while enduring the little villain who was stuffed under the table by herself quietly and silently making evil, she had to pretend to be casual and chat with the aunt opposite, feeling like heaven on one side and hell on the other... It's a little suffocating for her.

A little ashamed from the bottom of my heart... But I don't know why, I'm a little addicted to it, and I know to let the little villain continue like this... He could get into trouble, knowing that he had to stop him, but at the same time he was expecting him to continue.

Maybe I'm crazy... It's really crazy.

After all, there is such a naughty and abrasive little husband, and no woman can resist his temptation.

"Yueyue."

"Actually, I won't tell you... My aunt secretly found you a boyfriend, at least a dozen or so for you. The middle-aged woman, who was somewhat similar to Song Meiyue, said with a smile: "Your mother asked me to find it, but it turned out that there were more than a dozen young and promising boys, and you didn't look at any of them..."

As soon as the voice fell,

The middle-aged woman asked curiously, "Can you give your aunt a thorough understanding of what kind of man you like?" ”

What a man?

Of course, it's a stinky man squatting under the table!

Song Meiyue endured the surging emotions in her heart, tried hard to adjust the rhythm of her breathing, and said softly: "Actually, my request... The requirements are quite simple, just an ordinary young man, of course, a little more handsome... I also have a look requirement, and the most important thing is to truly love me. ”

"You..."

"Handsome young men are all over the street, as for whether I really love you or not... Just because of your appearance and identity, anyone will be sincere. The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and said angrily: "If you say it, you don't say it... Let's have some real requirements, how much height, how much weight, what kind of family background, what kind of education..."

"I... I..."

Song Meiyue clenched her fists tightly, she couldn't stand it anymore, compared to him scratching the soles of his feet, now this feeling... It's just as good as that, the lines of his palm gently caress his instep, and then slowly extends upward, a little crispy, and a little numb, the key is super comfortable.

"Yueyue?"

"Are you really okay?" The middle-aged woman looked at her niece, and the more she looked, the more she felt that there was something wrong with her, her face was inexplicably red into pork liver, and her expression was... It doesn't look like it's painful, but she seems to be a little... It's a little exciting, even a little cozy.

"It's okay..."

"Maybe it's tight."

Song Meiyue also knew what she was like now, so she casually found a reason to blush, so she wanted to deceive her aunt.

As soon as she heard her niece's chest tightness, she immediately made the middle-aged woman anxious, after all, Song Meiyue grew up watching her, and when Song Meiyue was very young... Because her parents are busy with work all day, she also raised her for a while, so to speak... Song Meiyue is her biological daughter.

"Come on, come on."

"Auntie will rub your back first." The middle-aged woman stood up, ready to walk behind her niece and rub her back for her.

Seeing her aunt walking towards her, Song Meiyue was so frightened that her scalp was about to crack, and she subconsciously lifted her other foot and kicked her little husband, but it happened to kick him in the face, almost kicking Jiang Qi away, of course... also let go of her jade feet.

"No, no, no!"

"Just a slight tightness in the chest... Out of the way. After Song Meiyue put on her shoes, she also stood up, blocking her aunt's way, and then forcibly dragged her back to her original position, and at the same time... Song Meiyue didn't go back either, and sat beside her.

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"Why don't my aunt take you to the hospital now, I'll tell you... Chest tightness is a big deal, your uncle is the vice president of the hospital, I know a little bit... This chest tightness can be caused by cardiovascular disease. ”

The more the middle-aged woman talked, the more worried she became, and hurriedly pulled her niece, and said seriously: "I'm still not worried about you, you have to go to the hospital with me for a chest CT examination, I will call your uncle now and ask him to arrange it for you." ”

"Huh?"

"I... I... It's really fine. "Song Meiyue is about to break down, but she can't tell her the truth, just now her face is as red as a monkey's ass... That's because your future niece-in-law is under the table, quietly touching your niece's calf, and your niece is so comfortable with him that she can't help but blush.

"What's fine!"

"It's a matter of health, so why is it okay? In case something happens... Is it still too late? The middle-aged woman glared at Song Meiyue and said angrily: "Hurry up and follow me... Go to your uncle's hospital for a check-up, Yueyue... Usually you're okay if you're willful, but this matter is not negotiable, don't force your aunt to be angry. ”

The miserable Song Meiyue was forcibly pulled out of the office by her aunt, but think about it carefully... Actually, it's pretty good, so that your little villain can leave, and send him a message when the time comes... Let him wait at home.

"Don't you lock the door?"

Song Meiyue's aunt reminded.

"Lock... Lock? ”

Song Meiyue was stunned for a moment, and replied with a squeak: "No... Nothing. ”

"You are the vice president of the group, there are so many internal company documents in it, what if a thief comes in and steals something, what if those documents are lost?" Song Meiyue's aunt frowned, and said earnestly: "Although there is security... But still have to do it just in case, I remember you used to lock the door every day, why did you suddenly not lock it? ”

There used to be no man under the table, and now there is your future niece and son-in-law squatting under the table!

He couldn't get out after locking the door.

Song Meiyue was going crazy, but in the end she locked the door and followed her aunt to the hospital for a CT test, and at the same time... I was full of guilt for my future husband.

Little husband... I'm sorry.

You can be wronged again... Anyway, you have experience, and it's better to be locked in an office than to be locked in a closet, right?

Feel relieved...

Auntie will come to your rescue soon.

The aunt and nephew left the company in the elevator, Jiang Qi got out from under the desk, walked to the door of the office, twisted the doorknob, and tried to push it a few more times, after making sure that he was locked inside, the whole person was stupid.

This, this, this...

I'm hurt, and I can't be coaxed.

...

...

"Thankfully, nothing happened."

"My aunt is finally relieved... I'm worried about what's wrong with your body. Song Meiyue's aunt took the report, and finally put it in her stomach with a hanging heart, looked at the sad face of her daughter next to her, and said angrily: "What's wrong?" Drag you to the hospital... Angry with your aunt? ”

"Nope."

"How dare I."

Song Meiyue said no, but her expression was unhappy.

"You."

Song Meiyue's aunt stepped forward to hold her niece's arm and said softly, "With your life routine and habits, can my aunt not be nervous?" I haven't told you once or twice that I work so late every day, and you drink uncontrollably all day, but have you heard of me? ”

Song Meiyue pursed her lips, her heart was filled with warmth, and she said leisurely: "Okay... I know. ”

The middle-aged woman smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, she knew her niece too well, and took her out of the hospital together, and when the aunt and nephew got into the car, Song Meiyue's aunt asked casually, "Send you home?" ”

"No..."

"Send me back to the office."

"The car is still parked under the company." Song Meiyue said softly.

"Hmm."

On the way back,

The aunt and nephew chatted about some short things in the family, basically Song Meiyue's aunt sang a one-man show, while her niece held her mobile phone, not knowing who she was sending WeChat messages with, and then responded without a sound.

"Who's messaging with whom?" Song Meiyue's aunt asked.

"Fifi."

Song Meiyue replied abruptly.

"Oh..."

The middle-aged woman answered, but her heart was dripping... Is it really Gu Fei? How it doesn't feel like it.

unconsciously

The aunt and nephew came to the door of the company, and after Song Meiyue unfastened the seat belt on her body, she said to the middle-aged woman in the driver's seat: "Auntie... I'll go in first, and you'll be safe when you go back. ”

"So are you."

The middle-aged woman nodded and said softly.

Seeing her niece walk into the company, the middle-aged woman didn't leave in a hurry, and still stopped in place... I plan to wait for my niece to leave, and then go back to the house by myself.

Song Meiyue took the elevator to the floor where she was, and then walked quickly to the door of her office, took out her key from her pocket, and opened the door... When I entered, I saw my little villain sitting at his desk, his face full of melancholy and helplessness.

"I... I am back. ”

Song Meiyue was like a child who had done something wrong, strolling to his side, and standing on the side... Gently tugging at his clothes, he said glutinously, "I was wrong..."

Song Meiyue was very conscious and took the initiative to admit her mistake to him.

But

Jiang Qi, who was angry, didn't appreciate it at all, and in the face of Aunt Qiao's lightly written 'I was wrong', he couldn't make up for the pain in his heart.

"An apology is over?"

"Then what do you want the law and the JC for?" Jiang Qi had a dark face and said angrily: "Do you know how miserable I am? A man is locked here... How lonely and lonely it is. ”

Song Meiyue bit her lip lightly, tugged at his sleeve and gently pulled it a few times, and said delicately: "Okay... Don't be angry, I really know it's wrong, at night... Aunt Mitsuki at night, let you... How about giving you two hits to give you a deflection? ”

In a flash

Jiang Qi was excited, and his resentment towards Aunt Qiao also dissipated out of thin air... All that's left is strong anticipation.

Wait a minute...

It's better to take this opportunity to say to my Aunt Song... A good inch?

Thinking of this,

Jiang Qi secretly glanced at the mature, sexy and coquettish vice president aunt, and saw that she looked submissive, showing humility and obedience to the fullest, especially with the blessing of this OL costume, which is even more charming.

Patting his thigh, Jiang Qi stared at his vice president aunt, and said earnestly: "Sit here!" ”

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