Jiang Baiyue and Song Yanhui were always gentle and gentle when they spoke: "Mr. Song, Miss Yan is downstairs, do you want to take her up?" ”

"Well, okay, understood."

"Then you drive carefully, don't be in a hurry."

Yan Chu had no intention of listening to their conversation, but Jiang Baiyue was talking to Song Yan about this in a loud voice opposite her, which made her inexplicably angry.

Are the body boards of juniors so hard these days?

Oh, and it's not.

It should be the capital that Song Yan gave back.

Yan Chu was annoyed, Jiang Baiyue had already hung up the phone, and she said softly: "Mr. Song is dealing with some things outside today, Miss Yan can go to the office and wait for him first, and I will take you up." ”

Yan Chu followed Jiang Baiyue into the elevator.

When she went upstairs, Jiang Baiyue said: "The security guard downstairs doesn't know your relationship with Mr. Song, and his attitude is not very good, don't mind." ”

Yan Chu's anger was a little uncontrollable: "Is it enough to show off?" ”

Jiang Baiyue: "Miss Yan misunderstood, I didn't think about ......"

"If you have the ability, hurry up and let Song Yanhui divorce me." Yan Chu didn't have the patience to listen to Jiang Baiyue's fake explanation.

After she said this, the elevator just stopped, and Yan Chu walked out without looking back.

——

This was the first time Yan Chu came to Song Yanhui's office.

His office is in black, white and gray tones, large in size, and has an air of serious asceticism everywhere.

Yan Chu sat in front of the sofa holding a coffee, and started a boring wait.

Until noon, Song Yanhui did not come back.

Yan Chu was a little hungry, and he couldn't go out to eat, so he was so hungry that he fell asleep.

In the end, I was suffocated by a feeling of suffocation.

When Yan Chu opened his eyes, he found that he was sitting on Song Yanhui's lap and being hugged and kissed by him.

His hand stopped on her chest and rubbed it gently, as ambiguous as ever.

Yan Chu felt humiliated and bit his lip hard.

Song Yanhui relented.

He stared at her crystal lips and chuckled: "It's still so angry when you get up." ”

Yan Chu: "I'm not looking for you to make you slighten me!" ”

Song Yan replied: "Huh? So what is Mrs. Song looking for me? ”

Yan Chu: "Is it interesting to ask knowingly?" ”

Song Yanhui: "Coming for cooperation? ”

His fingers moved to her collarbone and he smiled and asked, "Isn't that the same?" ”

In order to cooperate, it is equivalent to sending him to the door to be light, Yan Chu couldn't refute it, and the whole person suddenly wilted.

Song Yanhui seemed to be very satisfied with her like this, touched her head and asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

Yan Chugang wanted to answer "not hungry", but his stomach "gurgled" very shamelessly.

Song Yanhui was pleased, and laughed dotingly as if he was being flattered by a little pet.

His slender fingers pinched Yan Chu's face, "Take you to dinner." ”

Bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the office door.

Song Yan replied, "Come in", and Yan Chu saw Jiang Baiyue's figure.

Jiang Baiyue's gaze swept over Yan Chu, and her expression stiffened slightly after seeing her sitting on Song Yanhui's lap.

"Mr. Song, do you want to bring lunch today?" Jiang Baiyue asked.

Song Yanhui held down the struggling Yan Chu and replied casually: "No need, call Linqing and ask them to prepare, and I'll take her over to eat." ”

Jiang Baiyue: "Okay." ”

Watching Jiang Baiyue leave sensibly, Yan Chu couldn't help but scold Song Yanhui as a "scumbag".

Song Yan pinched her chin back: "You're talking about me?" ”

Yan Chu: "Otherwise? ”

Song Yan replied: "Why did Mrs. Song say this? ”

Yan Chu: "Aren't you a scumbag by letting your little lover book a restaurant for you and other women?" ”

Although she didn't like Jiang Baiyue, Jiang Baiyue's heartbroken appearance just now was also quite uncomfortable.

It's a pity that Song Yan didn't have a heart to return to this old fox.

Not only did he not feel guilty, but he also laughed, "You're not another woman. ”

He kissed her eyelids, "You're my Mrs. Song." ”

The man's voice was low and slow, gentle and sexy, and the warm breath spread around his cheeks, and Yan Chu's body trembled.

She pushed Song Yan away and replied: "You are not disgusting!" ”

Song Yanhui looked at Yan Chu's red face and ears, and smiled happily.