Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Later later.

Song Le achieved the position of director in that unit, and his income is not bad, more than enough to support a foodie.

I also heard that the old woman in charge was laid off because of embezzlement of public funds and false public welfare.

He Sixun and Mo Liangliang also broke up a long time ago, and it is said that the trouble was quite ugly.

However, it's none of her business.

She just tied the recording pen with a beautiful bow and sent it to Mo Liangliang.Didn't do anything excessive.

During a rare lunch break, Song Le lay on the desk with her eyes closed.

Now she has her own office, and the warm breeze blowing in through the gaps in the shutters is very pleasant,

Suddenly, the furry soft touch spread from the cheeks, a little itchy, Song Le raised his hand to scratch.

Caught a little tail tip.

Then I heard a lovely and clear laugh, calling her: "Song Le."

"Why, don't disturb me." She was lazy and refused to open her eyes.

"But you've been asleep for an hour..."

"What happened for an hour, I'm still sleepy."

"No, I've been obediently quiet for an hour, you can't count your words, get up and accompany me."

……

Gee!

Simply excessive.

In the end, Song Le was entangled to death, so he had to rub his eyes and lay down in the office chair, looking helplessly at the young man in front of him.

"Wei Chuan, you are really getting clingier."

With silver hair and green eyes, the eyes are as pure and clear as spring water, leaning over the handle of the chair with slender hands, leaning close to her, smiling kindly: "That's only sticking to you."

"..."

"Song Le, you said we were going to the movies."

"Yeah, isn't that night?"

"But we haven't chosen anything yet."

"It's okay, I'll pick after I go." Song Le rubbed his head.

"No, I want it now." Wei Chuan narrowed his eyes, trying to wrap her around her.

Song Le: "..."

Eye contact failed, so I had to take out the tablet and call up the interface for buying tickets.

But before he started browsing, Wei Chuan, who had been staring at her lips, couldn't help but lifted her chin and leaned over to kiss her.

The lips were expertly sucked, making them tingly and numb. Song Le's cheeks flushed for a moment, she stretched out her hand to push it away, and said with a dark face, "There is monitoring."

"I'll get rid of it." Wei Chuan said tenderly with emotion brewing in his clear blue eyes.

"And it's lunch break, not work. Wouldn't it be nice to relax?"

Then he kissed him bewitchingly.

Song Le was kissed red-faced, pressed into the office chair, and the sound of water stains gradually resounded in the quiet room.

When Song Le was being kissed so tenderly, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and Song Le was immediately startled.

Fortunately, Wei Chuan reacted quickly, withdrew, wiped her wet lips with a tissue, and then calmly transformed back into a little fox and hid under the table.

Song Le touched her hot cheek, feeling remorseful, how could she be confused.

"...Please come in."

"Miss Lele!"

It's Su Linrui.She went to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and did quite well, and the relationship between the two was as good as ever.

Song Lesong breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Su Linrui raised a smile and picked up the exquisite bag in her hand: "I'm here to give you the necklace I bought on a business trip last time. It's very beautiful and it must suit you."

Song Le rolled his eyes in surprise and thanked him.

Su Linrui sat down with a smile, Song Le poured her a cup of tea and sat down beside the sofa.

Unexpectedly, after sitting close, Su Linrui suddenly found something and said in surprise: "Sister Lele."

"Ok?"

"Why is your face so red?"