MTL - Sugar Baby-Chapter 25

He had a stomach ill last night, and Fu Ryan’s medicine contained a sleep aid. He felt very sleepy. ---End this beautiful, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))) His biological clock will always let him seven I was sober, but today he slept until more than eight o'clock.

When you opened your eyes, the first thing that entered the line of sight was not the familiar ceiling, but the small chandelier hanging from the top of the tent. He stared at the chandelier for three seconds, only to think of himself staying in the sugar son's tent last night.

He turned to the side and accidentally discovered that the boy who had fallen asleep in his arms had disappeared, leaving only the open sleeping bag on his body.

Fu Ryan got up and got out of the tent, but there was no boy in the bedroom.

The curtains have been pulled open, and the bright sunshine fills every corner of the bedroom. After completing the washing, Fu Ryan took off his pajamas and took a set of matching suits from the locker room. The man in the mirror looked at him, and he could never see the wolverine last night.

He pushed the bedroom door away and at the same time, a thick but not greasy food aroma rushed into his nose.

Fu Ryan followed the taste and saw that in the open kitchen, Qiu Qiu was busy in front of the stove. The notebook computer on the counter is playing the teaching video synchronously. The chef with a high hat in the video is praising the audience and teaching the audience how to lick the soup.

Qiu Qiu's dedication to learning, carefully put the last ingredients into the simmering soup pot, the level of fineness is no less than the high school chemistry class.

The chef said: "Some people think that the last thing is the end of the ingredients, no, I have to say, and the most important thing to put in the soup, that is the chef's love. Who to drink this bowl of soup Is it the love for the parents, the love for the friends, the love for the guests?... Come, join me, put, love, let, go, go!"

Fu Ryan........ Is this chef a cult?

But his stupid son is really "teacher".

I saw that Qiu Qiu had a word in the soup pot. After the right finger tip was pinched in the left chest, it seemed like a pinch of air, and then the invisible love was gathered in the palm of his hand, carefully. Into the soup pot.

Fu Ryan laughed, and no matter how stupid things are done by Qiu Qiu, it has become the most beautiful thing.

Qiu Qiugang turned the fire down and heard the familiar footsteps behind him. He turned back and said hello. "Dry, good morning!... Hey? Are you going to the company in the morning?"

Fu Ryan walked toward him while he was wearing the cufflinks of his shirt. "Yeah, the work row is too full, there is no way to rest, it is estimated that the driver will arrive soon."

He looked at the tumbling ingredients in the pot and asked him with great interest. "What to stew in the morning?"

"Pig belly soup," Qiu Qiu said, "Pig belly soup is good for the stomach. This is the fresh pork belly that I went to the market in the morning. I think you were so uncomfortable yesterday, thinking that today you will at least rest until noon and go to the company. I just drank at lunch."

Later, Qiu Qiu’s voice was somewhat low, and it seemed that the enthusiasm was hit a lot.

Fu Ruien, who is willing to use love as a material, reveals such an expression. He simply proposes: "When you have a good soup at noon, do you want to come to our company?... Of course, if you are too busy, I can let the driver come back and take it. ""

"It doesn't matter! I can go!" Qiu Qiu's eyes flashed in an instant. "I can read in the car on the way back and forth, and I can't delay much time."

Although he stayed at Fu Ruien for so long, he never stepped into the Enrui Group, and even Fu Ryan’s study had never been visited. They all said that the man at work was the most handsome, and Qiu Qiu really wanted to see it.

Since the candidates have said this, Fu Ryan certainly has no opinion. He can take a look at Qiu Qiu in the busy work, and hold Qiu Qiuqiu. It is best to kiss Qiu Qiu again, no matter how tired he can recover.

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After breakfast, Fu Ryan was sent to the company by the driver.

When I first entered the office, the secretary reported that there was a lunch meeting at noon.

“Push it,” said Fu Ryan. “At noon, autumn and autumn, you book lunch, richer, no need to order soup. He gave me a break in the morning.”

What happened to me? The most important part of this passage is the last sentence. If you give your boss a beautiful look, this tone is like a sugar son. It is a sugar wife.

Usually, Fu Ryan was busy, and the blink of an eye passed in the morning, but today he felt that time passed very slowly. He was busy looking at the watch for a while, and he could not wait to go to the clock and push the pointer.

It took only a few hours to start thinking about it. For the first time, Fu Ryan experienced this wonderful state of mind. He gradually began to understand why every little secretary ran away when he got off work.

At 12 noon, the driver went to the apartment to pick up Qiu Qiu on time.

Qiu Qiu had already put the soup into the heat preservation pot in advance. He handed the lunch box to the driver and took a photocopy of the review materials to prepare for the road. Before going out, he had a hot guitar on his back, and the driver looked at him with a smile. Qiu Qiu didn't notice the other person's gaze, and he kept thinking about which song to sing.

The house is not far from Enrui Group and it will be more than half an hour.

The driver parked the car in the exclusive parking space of the parking lot, next to the elevator dedicated to the president, which can directly reach the top floor where Fu Ryan is located.

The elevator is a half-transparent sightseeing elevator. They rushed out of the ground from the ground, and then gradually left those people of all kinds under the feet. Qiu Qiu squatted on the glass like a child, fascinated by the small baboons. crowd.

Next time, he must go in from the main entrance and take a good look at the company that Cognac created!

After ascending to the top floor, the elevator door opened, and when he was outside, he led him to the president's office.

In addition to the oversized and prestigious president's office, the rest of the space is occupied by the conference room and the Secretariat.

To manage such a large company, Fu Ryan must have more than one secretary. What happened to him is his confidential secretary, a dedicated office, and the remaining small secretaries are sitting in the Secretariat.

It was originally a lunch break, and everyone went on for food. There are two young young secretaries who are sitting on the seats to lose weight in order to lose weight, so they just happened to see that their boss, with a smile, led a boy of about 20 years old to go to the president's office.

The boy looks so good, it is the kind of good-looking that will make the kindergarten teacher eccentric. He carried a guitar on his back and held a warm soup pot in his hand. When he saw them, they flashed a shyness in their eyes, slightly daggers, and greeted them with a small dimple.

"Sister is good."

... Sisters suspect that he is deliberately seduce them! Or how do each five senses follow their favorite length? ? ! ! ! !

Waiting for the secretary to answer, the door of the president's office was opened.

They watched the little handsome guy turn his head, laughing at the eyebrows and shouting at the people in the room. "Dry!"

Then a big hand came out of the door, clutching the boy's finger and throwing him into the president's office!

The door of "" ran into the front of the door, and the sound of closing the door was clearly audible.

How can I touch the injured nose and start to ponder the afternoon without delaying for half an hour.

Behind him, the excitement of the two secretary secrets could not be suppressed.

Secretary A screamed. "Ah, ah, ah, what did the boy have to do with the president? I heard him call Mr. Fu, and tell me that I have no dreams!"

Secretary B also followed the heart. "Of course, not a dream, such a good-looking boy, can't even dream of dreaming with our poor imagination?"

Secretary A.. "What is this called? "The overbearing president falls in love with Prince Charming?"

Secretary B.. "You see that the boy still has a lunch box in his hand. This is to come to send love." She deliberately asked, "The old saying is good - to seize a man's heart, you must first grasp him. What is it?"

"I know I know!" Secretary A immediately picked it up, "Yes 龬鴃@ />

What happened?.? ? ? ? My own subordinates are so cranky, is it too little work?