CEO Husband, Don't Bother Me

Ye Zichen woke up after sleeping for a while.

Faintly pressing the answer button: "Who? Master is still asleep, call me back later. "

"Pig." He mocked her with a touch of gentleness.

"Ji Xiaobei."

He chuckled softly. "I don't know what time it is. I'm still sleeping."

"What time is it?" I asked him.

"It's six o'clock. I have to work overtime."

I chuckled. "Does Director Ji also have to work overtime?" The last time he went, if he remembered correctly, Ji Xiao Bei's office was written there. Ji Xiao Bei's office was quite arrogant. If it wasn't the main culprit, it wouldn't have written this way.

"I work quite seriously."

"Hur hur." To boast and boast about himself, Ji Xiaobei's shamelessness was not ordinary.

"If you don't believe me, come to the station and get yourself a cup of coffee."

"I'm not going. Ji Xiao Bei, what's the matter?"

"Can't I call you if I have nothing to do? At 6: 30 you go to the door to get it, and after you eat it you will have to take medicine. If I see you have a stomachache that makes your face pale, I will send you to the military hospital. Don't think that I won't be able to bear you if you stay at Qiao's place. "

"Alright, Uncle Ji, I'm up." Indeed, he was hungry, and the Residence of Qiao was still quiet. He washed his face and changed his clothes. In the spring of Beijing, when it was always dark in the evening and dark outside, I went back to my room and got my car keys and went out.

As the car pulled out of the station, a car was waiting by the side of the road.

It was Ji Xiaobei who sent the food over. I got off the car and brought the food over, but I still drove the car down the mountain.

Land Rover's performance was superb, and it was very fun to drive.

It took two hours to get to Ji Xiaobei's company.

As he carried the food up, it was very quiet up there. The lights were still shining brightly.

Pushing open the door to Ji Xiaobei's office, he stared at the computer and continuously tapped on it with both hands. After a while, he began to look for information and check it.

He worked very seriously, very seriously.

Chen Rong was surprised to see me. I smiled and placed my finger on my lips, indicating that he should stop worrying about Ji Xiaobei.

He tore open the coffee he had bought in the shop and poured a cup into the tea room.

Without raising his head, he continued, "Chen Rong, bring in the overall report for this season, as well as the latest plans, the construction assistance for the Africa State, and all the information regarding the meeting in the afternoon."

"Director Ji, let's drink a cup of coffee first. Instant coffee won't taste good when it's cold. If you don't drink it, I won't bring it over for you in the future." I looked at him expectantly, like a child.

He looked up at me in surprise, and then his face softened and he smiled, and then I smiled too.

So, I wanted to see the pleasant surprise on his face.

"Qian Xun, why haven't you called?"

"I honed your new car. I passed this area and came up to take a look."

He did not say anything and just smiled. He pushed the information to the side and stood up, stretching his muscles. "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet."

"Me neither. It just so happens that we're going to eat together."

"Heh, I've brought the food."

He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. "Qian Xun, you're so cute." The next moment, he picked me up and kissed me hard on the cheek.

A passionate kiss, like the fire that would warm the heart, slowly, filling every corner of the heart, a smile floated on his face.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

It was only when he was out of breath that he stopped kissing. The joy in his eyes was too strong to let go, and the light in his eyes was not as bright as mine.

"Her face is rosy and pretty." he whispered.

"Let's eat first, I'm really hungry."

He frowned and joked, "Alright, you sit down. I'll take care of it."

Just like this, she gently placed me on the sofa. At this moment, I felt as though I had returned to the past. I was like a princess, still being spoiled and doted upon by others.