MTL - The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him!-Chapter 123 President's Women's Secretary 18

Meng Ze came back very quickly, and his eyes were full of worry and anxiety. In fact, if the company is in a hurry, he will not go out today.

When I opened the door, I was lying on the sofa watching the film, and I was very addicted.

Seeing his eyes emptied, ‘Life is not in love’ lying on the sofa, Meng Ze’s heart could not help but tighten, and he quickly locked the door, stepping forward, holding his hand tightly and whispering, “Xiaohan?”

Woke up to the cold, and shameful discovery, I do not know when to see the feeling. He was busy with his hands, covering his clothes and trying to cover somewhere.

Meng Ze looked at the empty hand, and his heart was lost. He quickly got up and looked back to normal. He calmly asked, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I will do it for you."

"Not hungry, how come you are back?" Covering somewhere with chills, try to make the tone calm.

At this time, he couldn’t wait to rush back to the room. He couldn’t help but sigh: Why did you come back at this time? I knew that I didn't see it in the living room.

Meng Ze saw that he had become 'indifferent' when he spoke. The heart could not help but feel a painful voice. "You are not... don't want to see me."

"No." The expression to the cold is weird, while screaming in the head: "Xiaojiu, turn off the video soon." On the other hand, he quickly said to Meng Ze: "I will go back to the room first."

When he finished, he immediately got up and slid into the bedroom in an extremely awkward position.

Meng Ze’s eyes were lost again, and he couldn’t help but think: he didn’t even want to look at me.

In the afternoon, Meng Ze has been working at home. For the house arrest, he did not ask for the cold, he did not take the initiative to mention.

It’s a joy to brush the web in the room. When I get to the meal, someone will take the initiative to feed, and during the period, I will send snacks and fruits.

Therefore, when he was at dinner, he was already unable to support him. He couldn’t help but touch his belly and sighed: "Actually, the days of imprisonment are quite pleasant."

"You are not worried?" Big A asked.

Listening to the kitchen's cooking sounds to the cold, I heard the smile and said: "Don't worry, this story is very familiar to me. The overbearing president imprisons me, and I will definitely be HE."

Big A: "..."

Although he is not worried about the cold, Meng Ze is very worried. He frowned and frowned while cooking. Xiaohan only said two words to me today. Is it in the cold war? Hey, he must hate me more and more, this is not the way to go...

Then, thinking about it, the dish was fried, and finally called the takeaway.

In the evening, Xin Luyao called again and asked if he had moved out of the cold.

But it was Meng Ze who answered the phone. The tone was very chilly. "He is taking a shower and he will not move out. We have a good relationship and don't care."

Xin Luyao was scared, and vaguely heard that he was asking ‘who’, and he hung up the phone.

Since Jiang Zhi knew that Xiang Han was a man, he did not like her to contact the other party and asked her to worry about the other party. She frowned and said: "What do you mix with people?"

Xin Luyao wanted to care about the cold, but he said this, plus the phrase "who" on the phone, and suspected that the two had been reconciled, so they did not ask more.

On the other side, Meng Ze suddenly came out to the cold and immediately threw the phone on the ground and stepped on his foot and said, "Nothing."

Going to the cold, bowed his head and said: "The feet are lifted up."

Meng Ze raised his foot, but the coffee cup in his hand fell on the phone.

"Sorry, buy one for you tomorrow?" he said apologetically.

To the cold: "..." Can the acting skills be worse?

He directly ignored the phone, wiped his hair, and then sat down on the sofa to showdown: "When are you going to shut me?"

Meng Ze has a tight look, but pretends that if nothing happens: "Is it boring? If you want to watch TV..."

Directly took the remote control to the cold, and Meng Ze’s hand broke out in an instant, and the sound could not stop.

"I think this issue needs to be talked about." Although there is nothing wrong with the rice worm, but Meng Ze is so self-abuse, he is still very distressed, cough.

Meng Ze was a bit stunned, and his hand slowly recovered. After a long while, he said, "Wait for you... when you fall in love with me."

Looking at him coldly, he said seriously: "Then it doesn't have to be closed, I..."

"Do you still want to leave?" Meng Ze suddenly looked up and directly interrupted his words, and then he said: "You are dead, it is impossible, you must blame you for provoke me first."

I fell to the cold, and after a long while, I struggled to get up and said, "I like you now."

Meng Ze shook his head and looked sad: "I know, you lied to me."

Falling down again, I feel that my body is full of arrows, and each one says ‘You don’t love me’.

Big A said: "I think, he is a bit sloppy, you should use action proof, not words."

"I was holding him yesterday."

"Probably too sudden, you have to change slowly." Big A suggested.

"You mean, I should pretend not to like it, and then slowly become like it?" To the cold, I just wanted to roll my eyes.

Big A sank for a moment, suddenly ‘啧’, said: “I feel very troublesome, or let him abuse himself, maybe it can make a resonance.”

"Don't, I don't want to keep up with the last world." Xiang Han immediately vetoed, after sinking for a long while, I think Big A's suggestion may be feasible.

So he put on a face that couldn't be loved, wandering and drifting back to the room.

Meng Ze’s heart was awkward, his lips were moving, but he said nothing.

Can't go on like this anymore, he reminds himself again in his heart. Thinking of the lubricant bought by the drug last night, he made up his mind and even went online to check the tutorial, and then he took the lubricant and walked into the room.

Xiang Han in order to cooperate with his performance, has reluctantly moved back to his room, see him come in, busy face asked: "How come you come in?"

Meng Ze did not say anything. He directly picked up the quilt and then tried to hold the other side. He said, "Xiaohan, let's be together."

To the cold: "..." We were together!

Meng Ze also did not care what he reacted. After that, he quietly put his hand into his pajamas and gently rubbed along the waistline.

Meng Ze hesitated for a moment, and Meng Ze hesitated, and said: "This time there is a lubricant, it will not hurt, hehe."

be good? What about the wool line? Is this going to take the little black house play wind? You don't like me, I will find you like it?

Suddenly, I was a little excited about the cold. I was busy letting the system find out the prison novels in the collection. After a lap, I couldn’t help but be anxious: "How are they all robbed?"

System: "..." Why are you not accepting reality? I don't understand you human.

"Find out the prisoner's ban, quickly, after you find it, you can block it." To the cold rush, at this time he looked forbearing, a look of unyielding and unyielding, the heart is actually anxious to die.

After finally finding a few novels that were imprisoned, he flipped through the grass and instantly got inspiration. He kept pressing Meng Ze’s hand to move downstream, turning over a back pressure, and arrogantly sneer: “Take me up, it turns out Is it to do this kind of thing? Oh, I really want to be dissatisfied, very good, I will satisfy you today!"

Meng Ze’s face is arrogant, Xiaohan is this... Is he stupid? But he only closed for one day. I heard that the otakus only came out once in ten days and a half, and nothing happened.

Seeing him squatting, laughing at the cold and evil: "How can you not talk? This is not what you want? Um?"

"Small, Xiaohan, are you uncomfortable in your heart, or else... I will take you out and go around tomorrow?" Meng Ze tried to ignore the claws that ignited around him, and asked some questions.

"Ah?" He turned to the cold paws, he all cooperated, how did Meng Ze not play?

"No, now it's quite good." Some people can't play down to the cold, and after weakly withdrawing their claws, they are skeptical: "Don't you do it?"

Seeing that he was so cautious, Meng Ze felt distressed and hugged him and said, "I'm sorry, sorry... I won't be like this again."

To the cold again, what is the script?

With the whisper of Meng Ze, I gradually fell asleep towards the cold. Woke up the next day, he just opened the door and heard a sound from the kitchen.

"It’s really good." Take a deep breath and walk into the restaurant along the scent.

After eating breakfast, I would like to put on a ‘heart is like ash’ and ‘not willing to be imprisoned’ to the cold, so it’s not a good thing to wash the dishes.

Meng Ze washed the bowl and cut the fruit. He handed it to his room and whispered, "I can eat some fruit, then go downstairs for a walk?"

He glanced at him and pretended to reluctantly agree.

Meng Ze finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt that this should not ruin the other side.

When he was walking, he held the cold hand tightly and didn't dare to loose it for a moment. When someone passed by, he was even more nervous, nervously watching the cold.

In the cold, I really want to make him not so nervous, but in order to pretend to be indifferent, and hard to resist.

Meng Ze did not go to the company today, and he finished his work in the living room. He looked at the prison novels in the bedroom and studied countermeasures.

Meng Ze is afraid that he is boring. From time to time, he will go for a meal. By the way, he will ask carefully: "Is it stuffy? Do you want to watch TV? Or I will read it to you..."

There was a plan for the cold. At first, I pretended to ignore it. On the second day, my attitude began to soften again. The tone was not salty and said: "You read this novel for me."

Meng Ze’s heart was happy, and he immediately went back to the study to find a book, but said to the cold: “No, there is in the tablet.”

Meng Ze took the tablet and looked at it suspiciously. The expression suddenly froze.

"Read." It’s hard to hide the excitement in the cold, but it’s as calm as possible. It’s very uncomfortable.

"Cough." Meng Zeqing cleared his throat, and the sound of a little magnetic sounded slowly: "...he forced X to press under his body, violently...cough, the mouth smirked, 'Call, how? Don't call it? You don't like it, I cough you... Cough... No... Cool?..., X, X are always confused at this time, can only be powerless..."

"Why don't you read it?" He was enjoying his eyes and closed his eyes. Seeing that he suddenly stopped, he could not help but look at it.

"Cough, Xiaohan, I went to the study to find a book." Meng Ze took the tablet and fled.

"Wait, the tablet is still me."

After working at home for a week, Meng Ze had something to go to the company. Before leaving, he cooked again and locked his door in guilty conscience.

It was late to the cold and it was speechless after the discovery.

Meng Ze was in a hurry, and there was nothing in the refrigerator, only a tomato egg was fried.

I didn’t have any appetite for cold, I wanted to eat spicy food, so I said to the system: "Xiaojiu, you will take a look at the net next door and help me call two spicy crayfish."

"To Mr., the door was locked." The system reminded him.

"I know, there are not windows."

"But this is the fifth floor." The system reminded.

"Nothing, just look up the rope and pick it up."

The system was helpless and had to help him book it.

But after the order was made, he found the rope for a long time, and finally tore the sheets he brought.

Express courier sees him take a takeaway, can not help but ask: "Sir, need to help you alarm?"

"No, I was being shut down at home..."

"Oh." Express courier laughed and left, thinking: This is more than a year to repeat, no wonder it is necessary to close.

After successfully picking up the takeaway, he couldn’t help but slobber in the cold mouth, and he hurried to the restaurant and even forgot to take it back.

When Meng Ze came back, he looked up at the wind-swept cloth as soon as he looked up.

Thinking of going to the house in the middle of the night, the cold was so sliding down the second floor from the rope, his heart suddenly cooled a half.

It turns out that the relaxation of these days is an illusion, and Xiaohan still wants to leave him. But the fifth floor is so high, the cloth is so thin, or a piece of stitching, will it happen? Xiao Han... Has it left? Still injured?

Meng Ze’s legs and legs were soft and he didn’t know how he was on the floor. He kept praying in his heart at this time, leaving and leaving, but don't accident...

When I heard the opening of the door, I finished the crayfish to the cold, and I was satisfied with it.

After discovering that Meng Ze came back, he was busy picking up the mess, and finally saw that time was too late, and he simply went into the space of the brain.

"What are you afraid of?" Big A is somewhat puzzled.

"You don't understand. If he knows that I can contact the outside, I don't know what to do with the brain." Xiang Han looked helpless, cleaned up, and sprayed some freshener in the restaurant.

"The bedroom cloth has not been taken back." Big A listened to him after saying this, but he was helpless.

"When it's over, why don't you say it earlier? He came upstairs and maybe he has already been seen."

I rushed into the bedroom with a cold rush, and when I just grabbed the cloth, I saw Meng Ze rushing in with a panting breath.

Striking into the cold moment, turning to look at each other, the brain is rapidly turning, desperately looking for reasons.

Meng Ze saw that he was lying in the window, his head was dizzy, and some stood unstable. He was busy holding the door frame, and his voice was pleading: "Xiaohan, don't be impulsive, come over first?"

The cold brain instantly took the opportunity, this ... he seems to be unable to keep up with the other side's brain to make up the speed.