Chapter 67: A sweet good morning kiss
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The next day, sunlight fell through the cracks in the curtains.
The light gray wooden floor was covered with a thin layer of soft light, and the dust floated and jumped between the light and shadow, and the room was extremely quiet, except for the faint sound of snorting.
After a few moments, there was movement in the quiet room.
Horthy opened his eyes, looked down and saw the little woman wrapped in his arms like a vine, and hooked the corners of his lips dotingly.
The little girl sleeps in a bold position, lying on him with her whole body like a koala, and what's even worse is that she likes to sleep naked, half of her back is exposed, and under the soft light and shadow, her skin is like snow-white jade.
Radiant sheen.
It's extraordinarily tempting.
He couldn't hold back, leaned over and imprinted a soft kiss on her hairy head.
Su Qing's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, she opened her sleepy eyes and looked at Huo Xishen, the sun fell on her hair, making her whole person look shaggy.
Huo Xishen was very unproductive, and his heart was moved.
Elsewhere, it was also moved.
"Good morning, kids." His voice had a lazy and textured voice unique to the morning, like sandpaper rubbing against his skin, and he pinched Su Qing's heart fiercely.
Su Qing moved.
Huo Xishen's face changed slightly, he pressed her legs, and his voice was hoarse, "Don't move." β
If you move again, something will happen.
Su Qing didn't react to the meaning of his words in a half-awake and half-dream, she squinted her eyes and said lazily, her voice buzzing, "What's wrong?" β
"It's nothing, you sleep well, I'll go to the company, good."
"Hmm."
Su Qing answered, and fell asleep again, and vaguely she heard the sound of water flowing in the bathroom.
I thought vaguely in my head.
Why did he take a shower early in the morning?
Thinking about it, Su Qing went to sleep, and when she woke up again, it was already more than ten o'clock, and there was a note left by Huo Xishen on the table next to her.
[Little girl, breakfast and snacks are ready for you, you can only eat one ice cream, you are not allowed to be greedy, if you find that you are greedy, be careful to come back at night to play PP. γ
Seeing the words pp, Su Qing's face instantly became hot.
She turned on her mobile phone and took a selfie on the bed and sent it to Huo Xishen, "Your little boy has woken up." β
Huo Xishen was listening to the quarterly performance summaries of various departments in the conference room.
The phone in hand vibrated for a moment, and Horthy turned on the screen.
It was a photo sent by Su Qing, in which the little girl was lying on the bed, smiling brightly, and her slender fingers made a gesture in front of her.
The quilt was draped over the chest, just in time to reveal the tiny tattoos on the fair skin.
His name was written there.
Suddenly there was a little itch in his throat, this little girl always knows how to hook him.
He looked at the photo, the tip of his tongue against the socket of the back of his teeth, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a small smile.
This laugh.
The conference room was silent for a moment, and the manager's legs were weak.
Mr. Huo smiled, life and death were unpredictable.
Is this a dissatisfaction with the performance of their department?
It's over!
Horthy raised his eyes, "What are your legs shaking?" Finished? β
Finished.
My legs shook even more.
Ma Ma, Mr. Huo smiled, I'm so scared, I want to go home.
"Say, say, it's over."
Huo Xishen's slender finger nodded in the direction of the manager, "That's right, next, product department." β
After speaking, he glanced at the manager who was trembling just now, "If you have a disease, treat it early, and the company will reimburse you." β
Su Qing stared at her phone for a long time, but Huo Xishen didn't reply to the message, she rolled on the bed bored after eating the breakfast that Zhang's mother sent to the bedroom.
So boring.
Just then, her cell phone rang.
Su Qing immediately turned over and swiped the screen, it was a private message on Weibo.
"Miss Su, all the 5 million you donated last time has been used for the promotion of depression and the treatment of patients, and we have delivered all the clothes and food you donated to the left-behind children.
They have also written you a lot of letters, and we will send someone to you when the time comes, thanking you for your support and help in the charity for eight years. β
Su Qing smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just my own modest effort, I hope all of us can eliminate the prejudice against depressed patients as soon as possible." β
Not to mention ordinary people, in fact, the closest people around you are sometimes difficult to understand.
She once knew a girl who suffered from depression, because her family did not understand, she always thought she was pretentious, she felt that she was okay, and she chose to end her life after trying to redeem herself.
From that time on, Su Qing secretly swore in her heart.
She must let everyone understand that depression is not hypocritical, not full of food, even if it is a carefree person, a person in a high position, and a rich and powerful person.
They are all at risk of depression.
It's a disease.
Diseases that will be cured by treatment.
So since a few years ago, she has started charity in her spare time, hoping to influence and help more people through her meager strength.
So the news made her very happy, and after a while, Huo Xishen sent her a picture.
She clicked on the picture and almost jumped.
The moment her feet landed on the bed, she hissed in pain.
That picture is the sales list of the product department, and the sofa she designed is the first high, the first fault, and has broken the company's previous records just two days after it was launched.
And the momentum is rapid, and major furniture bloggers have also begun to spontaneously recommend this sofa.
On the second day of listing, there were already more than 90 million sales.
In the future, the profits will be even more impressive.
"Our little boy is amazing."
Su Qing lay on the bed, her hands dangling in the air, "Mr. Huo, when will you be paid?" β
According to the previous sharing agreement they signed, she could get three-tenths of the total sales.
A few seconds later.
Dingββ
A transfer record appeared on her WeChat interface, 30 million.
Note: The salary of the designer of SU University.
Su Qing was so sweet that the corners of her mouth rose wildly, her cheekbones quickly rose to the sky, she opened the transfer interface, clicked on the transfer and returned the original way.
"Mr. Huo Xishen, I'll give you back the money now."
Horthy let out a dull laugh, his slender knuckles typing on the screen, "I still like it, pay with meat." β
Su Qing's face was slightly red: "Stinky rascal." β
"But...... I like it. γCrazy Dancing Momoda.ipg]"
Huo Xishen looked at this vivid emoji, as if Su Qing was standing in front of him, the smile in his eyes was even stronger, and when he was about to turn off the screen, a special attention message from Weibo popped up on the top of his phone.
Little girl's hair is on Weibo?
He clicked on it.
Mr. Huo's little obedient: [Ahhhh γ
He raised his eyebrows, clicked on the comment area, and replied at the bottom.
[Where did the wild cubs come from?] γ