Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan didn't get angry, don't make a small face, "If you dare to say no, you are dead!"

Shi Yuhan couldn't help laughing out loud, and looked at her groaning little face with interest, "I can understand your current attitude as you are mentally prepared to let everyone know who you are. ?"

"What status?" Song Qinghuan subconsciously

"The identity of my boss." The smile on Shi Yuhan's face was even stronger.

"Cut, it doesn't matter whether I am mentally prepared or not, it's you." Song Qinghuan's tone was sour and unhappy.

Shi Yuhan seemed to understand what was the same, and nodded softly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, but he didn't discuss the topic in depth, but took Song Qinghuan to sit down at the table, and then opened the box lunch Song Qinghuan had brought: "You brought it."

Song Qinghuan was still a little unhappy: "Do you still need to say this? Could it be that besides me, there are other women who can give you a box of lunch."

Shi Yuhan lazily curled up her beautiful lips, "There is no one now, and there will probably be one in the future."

When Song Qinghuan heard what he said, her eyes suddenly became cold: "Shi Yuhan, you think about it now, you will definitely cheat in the future. You can't live this day, and you don't need to get married."

Shi Yuhan is very innocent and innocent: "Huan'er, you can't be too stingy. When my daughter grows up, I really want her to give me a box lunch."

Song Qinghuan was stunned, and then she couldn't help it, and laughed: "Men Sao, you said that if you are your employees, if you know that you just talked to me like this, what kind of expression will they look like?"

"It's impossible to see this side." Shi Yuhan said with confidence.

In the next second, Song Qinghuan's petite body was lifted into the air, and immediately sat on Shi Yuhan's lap.

Song Qinghuan looked at his evil handsome face, "Don't be so sure."

Shi Yuhan circled her with his hands, Jun Pang smiled, his dark eyes glowing softly: "Some things are far better to see than they don't seem."

Song Qinghuan pouted: "You mean, even if you accidentally see it, you still have to pretend you can't see it. Could it be that you have to punish them for failing..."

"Pretend not to see and drive out the door of the company, smart people will know how to choose." Shi Yuhan raised his eyes and smiled mysteriously.

"Tyrant!" Song Qinghuan stared at him angrily, the beauty of the world's pale Xueyan, really wanting to raise his fist and punch him hard, and see if he will be so stinky in the future.

Shi Yuhan grabbed her hand and put it to her lips, licking her finger provocatively with the tip of her tongue.

"Shi Yuhan..." Song Qinghuan was amused by him, blushing and heartbeat, a little at a loss: "Did you let me come over, the important thing you said, is to let me see you as an emperor?"

"Of course not." Shi Yuhan replied lightly.

"Then what's the matter with you? I have to come here," Song Qinghuan raised his hands, then hooked on Shi Yuhan's neck.

Shi Yuhan curled her lips and smiled: "I want you to come and see me on one side, but on the other side, that is that Han Qianqian will come over this afternoon. She means she wants to live at home. The whole reason is that I don’t need you to tell me. You should know, I said that now you are the hostess of the house, you have the final say whether you will accept guests.

"Yo!! When you stay away from the cold, you usually bring people over, and you never said that because I am the hostess, I have to agree to it."