On the black elongated Lincoln, Miss Qiao Er nested on the seat like a quail, completely devoid of the momentum she had when she first arrived in the port area, like a child who had made a mistake.

Mr. Shao can't do anything about Miss Qiao's tears, but when she doesn't cry, Mr. Shao can handle it in three or two sentences, in Mr. Shao's eyes, his little fox cub is like a blank piece of paper, a little smart, but when it comes to the city, it has nothing to do with her.

When I returned to Shao's Mansion, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning, and Miss Qiao Er was very conscious, and without waiting for Mr. Shao to speak, she took the initiative to sneak back to the room where she lived before.

didn't even bother to move, Miss Qiao Er was tired and flustered, dragging her weak steps, simply brushed her teeth and washed her face, and then nested herself in the big bed.

Just lying on the bed, without waiting for cranky thoughts, her brain turned off first, but she felt that she hadn't slept for a few minutes when she heard someone knocking at the door.

"Miss Joe." It was Li Xing's voice.

Miss Qiao Er turned over and continued to sleep, instinctively not wanting to get up, she was really sleepy.

The brain was confused, Miss Qiao Er was still in her boudoir, and she had long forgotten that she was in the port area, in Shao Rongqian's guest room.

Li Xing only shouted, but no one responded, so he didn't want to knock on the door again.

After a few minutes, there was a loud knock at the door, and someone called out to her.

"Qiao Mengyu." A deep, hoarse voice.

"Hmm......" Miss Qiao Er instinctively responded, then pulled the quilt over her head and continued to sleep.

Click, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Mr. Shao walked in slowly, with soft slippers on his feet and no sound on his feet.

When Mr. Shao stood by the big bed, Miss Qiao Er was still shrunk in the quilt, sleeping in a daze, motionless, looking like she was extremely tired.

Mr. Shao wants to pity Xiangxiang and cherish the jade, but in the current situation, Miss Qiao Er will not be soft if she doesn't suffer a little, so she can only call her to get up ruthlessly.

"Assistant Joe, it's time to work." Mr. Shao is still in that businesslike tone.

The person who was still sleeping in a mess suddenly sat up from the bed after hearing the title of 'Assistant Qiao', with a pair of sleepy eyes, looking a little stupid and confused.

"Work ......" Miss Qiao Er muttered before looking up, and only after seeing the person standing by the bed clearly did she completely wake up, "Why are you in my room?!" ”

Miss Qiao Er's face was full of vigilance, as if she was guarding against the slightest mistake and avoiding a lesson from the past.

Mr. Shao remained silent, and only the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he could see that he was in a good mood: "I can't wake up Assistant Qiao outside the door, so I can only come in." ”

Mr. Shao's arguments are so good that it is impossible to refute them.

"Then, you go out, I'm up." Miss Qiao Er is at a loss again, and her momentum is insufficient, and the pajamas of SpongeBob SquarePants on her body look even more cute, as cute as her person.

Mr. Shao is busy and exhausted, otherwise he is really afraid that he can't help himself with such a big beauty by his side.

Miss Qiao Er dragged her tired steps, washed up as quickly as possible, and picked out clothes suitable for the climate of the port area in the wardrobe to change, and then went downstairs.

Mr. Shao was still dressed in a pure black suit, standing at the door with a long posture, it was still dark outside, and the light in the hall shrank the black shadow very short, and he was trampled under his feet.

Mr. Shao is still so jade and graceful, just like when she first met him, there is no change at all.

Miss Qiao Er's heart was sour, she lowered her eyebrows, and like others, she shouted honestly: "Mr. Shao." ”

"Hmm." Mr. Shao really responded with a high-sounding voice, without smiling, and then strode towards the door.

Miss Qiao Er chased behind, a pair of eyes sleepy couldn't open, her head was still confused, she arrived home at three o'clock in the morning, and she was about to leave at six o'clock, the sky was not bright yet, and more importantly, she hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

Miss Qiao Er was like a little confused, and followed Mr. Shao to work, only to know when she got in the car that breakfast had been placed in the car, and there was no trick, just a sandwich and a cup of coffee.

Miss Qiao Er's brows were twisted into 'Chuan', and she pouted angrily when she got up, and muttered in a low voice: "Just eat this......"

She doesn't like sandwiches or coffee, she wants hot fish fillet porridge and soup dumplings with mellow soup.

"Unappetizing?" As Mr. Shao spoke, he had already picked up the coffee cup.

Miss Qiao Er lifted her eyelids weakly, obviously lacking in energy, staring at the sandwich with a troubled face, and then shook her head against her will: "No, it's good......"

The three words, said weakly, the little paw reluctantly grabbed the sandwich, and then wilted and ate, like a little mouse gnawing corn, gnawing little by little, and there was no appetite at first glance.

Mr. Shao was silent, eating elegantly, and only after taking a sip of coffee did he say lightly: "Xi Yu." ”

With just two words, Xi Yu comprehended the spirit and immediately replied: "Okay, Shao Sheng." ”

He knew Miss Qiao Er's taste very well, and immediately sent a message to Li Xing, asking the people from Shao Mansion to send Miss Qiao Er's favorite food to the company.

Mr. Shao drank half a cup of coffee before picking up the sandwich, he has always had no requirements for food, it is enough to be satisfied, and he is not as picky as other young masters and young ladies from rich families.

Mr. Shao is a gentleman and a cautious character, and he has always been old-fashioned and serious, not only is a pair of younger siblings afraid of him, but even Song Wensheng has been shouting that it is boring to play with Brother Qian.

Taking advantage of the efforts on the road, Mr. Shao had already solved a breakfast, but when the car drove into the underground parking lot, Miss Qiao Er didn't even finish half of the sandwich in her hand.

Not only did the sandwich not finish it, but his eyes were completely open, leaning back in his seat, drowsy.

"Here we are." Mr. Shao spoke in a deep voice.

Miss Qiao Er reluctantly lifted her eyelids, put back the half-eaten sandwich, and got out of the car listlessly.

The elevator went directly to the first floor of the president's office, and Mr. Shao entered the office and entered the working state, serious to the point that no one was around, Miss Qiao Er lay on the table, trying to raise her eyelids so that she would not fall asleep.

To tell the truth, on a cold winter morning, the most suitable thing is to hide in the quilt and cover your head and sleep, but now she runs out to work before dawn, and she suddenly sympathizes with Mr. Shao.

According to what Xi Yu said, Mr. Shao is so busy during the Spring Festival every year, that is to say, every cold winter month, he has no chance to sleep in the quilt.

It's really a miserable life, Miss Qiao Er held her eyelids, and suddenly had the urge to pull Mr. Shao to sleep lazy......