Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Ai Xiaoqi has important things to do today. If Feng Yao hadn't encountered a big problem, she would not compromise.

Liao Mang was still gentle: "Ms. Ai, the football club behind B University will be transferred to your name in an hour. Please come downstairs now. I will pick you up downstairs of Qiyue Nujiang for work."

Ai Xiaoqi laughed softly: "How did this damn man do it?"

Now Ai Xiaoqi doesn’t know that Feng Yao likes her, she is just a fool.

Ai Xiaoqi bit her lip and smiled a little shyly.

If he is not afraid of my sudden death, it would be nice to love him. After all, every detail of Feng Yao is engraved in her heart.

Then she shook her head and decided to give up. Making him sad would only make things worse for him.

封氏

Joanne is here today.

Sitting in the work area on high alert, I saw Ai Xiaoqi was late for work.

It seems like he is looking for President Mr. Feng.

Qiao Annie frowned and reminded: "The president looked bad today. He glared at you fiercely when he came. Be careful, Miss Ai..."

After hearing this, Ai Xiaoqi also took it seriously. Attitude is very important in front of an absolute leader, and this guy just helped her a lot.

Ai Xiaoqi said "Oh" silently, and looked towards the president's office. Looking inside, Feng Yao had a dark face, which was really a bit scary.

Then he took small steps and walked towards the president's office.

Joanne stood up anxiously and gave a quick reminder in a low voice.

"Miss Ai, change into your work clothes."

Ai Xiaoqi gave him a questioning look. Is this necessary?

Joanne shook her head nervously and waved her hand to signal, "Go change it quickly."

Ai Xiaoqi looked down at her sweatpants and obediently changed into work clothes.

The office door was still unlocked.

Feng Yao was working in front of the computer, angry that Ai Xiaoqi didn't care about him.

When Ai Xiaoqi came in, Feng Yao didn't even raise his eyes.

Ai Xiaoqi placed her computer next to Feng Yao, but Feng Yao continued working and ignored her.

Ai Xiaoqi brought a small chair and sat next to him, but Feng Yao still didn't look at her.

Ai Xiaoqi knew she was in the wrong, so she slid her chair over and moved closer, resting her arms on the table with her little face against her arms.

Ai Xiaoqi took the initiative to approach, and Feng Yao finally couldn't help but said coldly: "You know you're back?"

Ai Xiaoqi spoke to Feng Yao obediently: "Thank you, Mr. Feng."

After a minute of silence, Feng Yao pondered over three words: Mr. Feng.

Feng Yao asked angrily, "How do you thank me?"

Ai Xiaoqi's tone paused. She had no sincerity at all and just wanted to express her gratitude verbally without even thinking about how to thank him.

Feng Yao still had a straight face: "I knew you were not sincere."

"Um... help me revise this project plan, and I'll make you some coffee later."

There was another minute of silence, and Feng Yao sighed, "Well, add milk but no sugar."

Ai Xiaoqi nodded flatteringly: "Okay, boss."

"Give me the plan."

Ai Xiaoqi touched her business plan and handed it to Feng Yao.

A bony hand stretched out, revealing a strong and clean wrist.

There is a thin rubber band hidden under the expensive watch.

Ai Xiaoqi's smile faded, and her heart trembled inexplicably, as if she had eaten a sour plum, and then she accepted her fate.

"Feng Yao, there is someone I like..."

Feng Yao opened the plan and read it carefully.

Ai Xiaoqi adjusted her sour mood and forced a smile: "Feng Yao, are you angry?"

"No, don't talk."

Ai Xiaoqi has read a little guide to angry men. When a man is angry and says he doesn’t want to listen to you, he just wants you to talk more.

"Feng Yao, you... have a girlfriend?"

This sentence successfully caught Feng Yao's attention.

Feng Yao raised his head and looked at Ai Xiaoqi with a complicated expression, his eyes darkened and his face turned cold.

"No."

Ai Xiaoqi smiled ingratiatingly.

But in Feng Yao's eyes, what happened to Xiao Qi? Was she going to cry? There was a layer of mist in his eyes.

Ai Xiaoqi stretched out her two little hands and held Feng Yao's hands, looking pitiful.

A hand slowly moved along Feng Yao's palm and into his wrist.

Feng Yao was too nervous to dodge. The warning light came on and his little ears turned red. Why was he still touching him?

What are you doing now? Are you serious this time? Do you want me to take the initiative?

Ai Xiaoqi hooked her finger and cunningly took away the small rubber band on Feng Yao's wrist.

Feng Yao was still shy and thought that Ai Xiaoqi suddenly came to her senses and teased him.

By the time he realized what was happening, the person had already run away, still laughing heartily: "Liar, what is this? Isn't this your girlfriend's?"

She laughed so happily that tears came out of the corners of her eyes.

Feng Yao finally pursed his lips and smiled. Xiaoqi was jealous. Xiaoqi... was jealous.

Feng Yao approached Ai Xiaoqi with an ambiguous expression and stretched out his hand, "Xiaoqi, give it back to me."

Ai Xiaoqi hid behind the large sofa: "What do you want to exchange for?"

"Trade it for the football club."

Ai Xiaoqi's beautiful eyes curved into crescents, and she felt even more sad. This little rubber band was so expensive, it must be very important to him.

However, she saw Feng Yao smiled and was no longer angry.

Why am I suddenly not angry anymore? Is it because seeing my beloved rubber band reminded me of my sweetheart?

Ai Xiaoqi was jealous without realizing it, and angrily refused to give it to him.

"It's not that easy. Tell me who it belongs to and I'll return it to you."

Feng Yao didn't say anything.

"Ms. Park's?"

"No."

She said she wanted to propose to Feng Yao, who else could it be?

Feng Yao pressed forward step by step. Ai Xiaoqi was always quick in her movements, but her work skirt was too narrow. She could only take small steps and could not run fast.

I ran around the sofa a few times, but it was obviously not working.

Feng Yao could catch her with just one swipe of his long arms. Ai Xiaoqi's kung fu was more than just fancy moves.

She pressed the sofa with one hand and leaped up, but her one-step skirt was not strong enough and she fell directly on the sofa.

I didn't expect it to happen.

Feng Yao also jumped over and pinned her down.

Ai Xiaoqi snorted, and was hit so hard that he saw stars and died on the spot.

Feng Yao immediately propped up his arms and kept his distance from her.

The shy little ears and neck also turned red.

He looked down at Ai Xiaoqi under him at a loss, his sexy lips moved, his Adam's apple rolled, his cheeks flushed, and one hand reached into the back of Ai Xiaoqi's head.

His voice was low and hoarse: "Xiao Qi, what are you angry about?"

Ai Xiaoqi's little face also started to feel hot.

I played too much today, thought too much, and was too greedy. Ai Xiaoqi, what are you going to do?

Don't you treat him as a buddy? How can you treat him like this?

A small rubber band was put around Ai Xiaoqi's finger.

Feng Yao's eyes became wild, full of aggressive desire, and his warm breath was approaching.

Ai Xiaoqi slowly stretched out her fingers to block Feng Yao's pressed lips.

"Stop making trouble. I'll give it back to you. Look how anxious you are. I was just teasing you."

Ai Xiaoqi closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at Feng Yao again, and warned herself to control her heart.

His soft lips pressed against her fingers, biting the small rubber band, and his hot breath sprayed between her fingers.

The space on Ai Xiaoqi's body gradually became more spacious.

Feng Yao returned to his chair, pressed his palm to his forehead, his expression could not be seen clearly, but his lips were very red, and the rubber band was back on his wrist.