Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

I like coffee with a sweet, bitter taste. I like you more--

"Oh," Song Cheng was relieved somehow, and a strange emotion filled his heart, as if to say, that feeling was really right.

Han Guoguo still shed tears when he received a call from the chairman, as if he was wronged by Tianda.

Hearing that the chairman asked her to brew two cups of coffee and send it over as quickly as possible, she quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe off the tears on her face, and went away in a hurry.

In the pantry on the 38th floor, Han Guoguo was in a hurry for a long time, and finally brought out the brewed coffee and walked towards the chairman's office.

Su Kui turned to look at Caijing Magazine, an index finger tapped the red and full lips, and the flow of eyebrows around the eyes was countless styles.

almost--

She closed the magazine, pretended to look at the time, and said to Song Cheng: "It's boring, I see how the coffee is still not good. Seriously, your assistant is really inefficient!"

"Well," Song Cheng raised her eyebrows, and her dark sword eyebrows flew diagonally into the temples. She still had some recognition for her, "Don't run around, wait for me to take you out for dinner."

Su Kui waved his hand without turning his head back, "An La An La ~"

Little conscience!

The bright, summer-like smile shook his eyes, and the strange feeling in his heart was gradually, slowly and slowly fermenting.

Then after the precipitation of time, beautiful flowers will always bloom.

Song Cheng kept thinking about things in his head and turned the pen unconsciously with his fingertips. This is his old problem. Once he thinks about it, he always has to grab something and turn it ...

He burst into the heart with a loud cry--

"Ah! It hurts—"

Song Cheng was shocked, the brain had not yet given instructions, but the body had taken the lead to the door.

For the first time, he felt that his heart was beating so fast. Although he was very confident in the security system in Song's family, he couldn't help but worry about her.

A few steps away, she saw a mess on the ground. Her chiffon dress was covered with brown coffee liquid, steaming hot, ticking under the skirt and hitting her feet.

Han Guoguo's eyes widened, his eyes resembled Bambi, and some horrified whispers: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it ..."

The pain in the skin made Su Kui almost speechless, and the two cups of hot cocoa just poured into her clothes.

Upon hearing Han Guoguo's words, Su Kui suddenly wanted to say something. If the apology is useful, what do the police want? !

But in the end did not say.

While Han Guoguo looked at Su Kui, Su Kui also looked at her.

A black hair is neatly tied into a ponytail, Qi Liuhai, there are two lying silkworms with big eyes, very white skin, a little girl.

Even though both eyes are a little bit red, did you cry just now?

Han Guoguo looked at Su Kui quietly, and finally had to deflate to admit that everyone else was better than her.

His face is picturesque, quiet and elegant, and even if she is covered with mess, she will not harm her pure temperament. Isn't this just the woman she has just glanced at a few times, in the arms of BOSS?

Naive is really unfair. She has given her the beauty of the country and the city, and she has to give her a gorgeous boyfriend.

And she can only make coffee humblely, endure the scolding of her boss, sit in the position of assistant secretary, but do the job of running errands.

Thinking like this, there is an indignation in my heart, and I don't know who is annoying.