Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

"What warning?"

Song Pingqing walked over and hugged her, leaning close to her ear, his breath soft and ambiguous: "Warning about no flirting in the office."

It would have been fine if she hadn't said this, but once she said this, Murong Xue immediately became embarrassed and angry: "Let me go!"

Song Pingqing chuckled, hugged me tighter, and said lazily, "You want me to let go, and I will? How embarrassing would that be for me?"

"Song! Ping! Qing!"

It's hairy again, hehe.

Song Pingqing reached out and patted her back gently: "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Next time, I will definitely not come into your office frequently when you are in a meeting."

Murong Xue looked at the fish tank behind Song Pingqing with a cold face, and said silently in her heart: If you have the guts, just hold on.

Song Pingqing's tone was filled with a hint of request: "Just cancel this warning."

Murong Xue continued to sneer in her heart, but she was no longer as angry as before: This guy is dreaming.

Song Pingqing used his trump card: "I'll make you some milk tea as an apology, okay?"

"Add ice to a large full-sugar cup." Murong Xue finally spoke, and in just one sentence she added all the items that Song Pingqing usually didn't let her choose.

Murong Xue: You little brat, can't I control you?

Song Pingqing let go this time, staring into Murong Xue's eyes, smiling: "Full sugar? Large cup? With ice? Can you live like this?"

"I knew you had no sincerity at all." Murong Xue argued.

"My Lord, it's unfair."

The warning against flirting in the office was lifted, and Murong Xue started drinking the cup of milk tea.

However, Song Pingqing did not spoil her without limits, and in the end he just made her a large cup of hot milk tea with half sugar and added pearls.

At least one of the three requirements must be met, and as someone who is prone to abdominal pain during menstruation, drinking ice drinks is absolutely not allowed.

Murong Xue chose the latter between the "full sugar small cup" and "half sugar large cup" offered by Song Pingqing.

Once people are proud, they will forget themselves. Even Murong Xue is no exception. Holding a large cup of milk tea, she sighed: "The milk tea you make tastes different from the milk tea bought in the store."

Song Pingqing paused as he was looking up information: "Hmm? What's the difference?"

"Your cooking will taste better."

"Oh~ I made it a little better." Song Pingqing turned his head to look at her, deliberately emphasizing the pronunciation of the word "more", and said in a teasing tone without any emotion, "So you've tried milk tea outside..."

Murong Xue: Damn it! I was careless! I got discovered.

"I've never heard the bodyguards talk about you ordering milk tea." Song Pingqing smiled, "How did you get it?"

When people are in a hurry, they can think of everything.

Murong Xue thought of a solution in a hurry: "You forgot, the cup you bought for me in Wenzhou last summer vacation."

"Oh~ I may forget what we said last week, but I still remember the milk tea from almost a year ago." Song Pingqing held his chin and looked at her.

Song Pingqing: Let me see how you make it round.

Since it was hard to explain this, Murong Xue simply gave up trying to explain it and directly threw the question back: "Don't you believe me?"

However, he felt somewhat guilty, so he simply stopped looking at Song Pingqing and turned his gaze elsewhere.

“This is not a trust game.”

Song Pingqing walked over to her and sat down: "I dared to buy it for you outside before because I believe in the brand I founded."

"I personally negotiated all the sources of Mixue Yuecha. I know what is added to each drink, but this is not the case with other brands."

At this moment, Song Pingqing felt very sad and helpless as if he saw a child eating junk food: "I'm afraid you'll drink something unclean."

There are already a lot of technology and hard work nowadays. When I was chatting with Mrs. Song during the Chinese New Year, she mentioned that someone came to her door to sell various food additives.

Mrs. Song’s original words were: “The owner of the mutton soup restaurant next door kept repeating one sentence every day, something like… ‘I want a spoonful of Sanhua evaporated milk!’”

She persuaded him so seriously and patiently that Murong Xue pursed her lips and finally nodded: "I remember it."

There was no mention of whether to drink in the future.

But that's right.

If she said now, "I won't drink milk tea outside anymore," wouldn't that expose the fact that she is drinking milk tea outside now?

Song Pingqing rubbed her head helplessly and said nothing more.

"There is one more thing I want to discuss with you." Song Pingqing changed the subject.

Why did this person use the word "discuss" again?

Murong Xue was unhappy, but still nodded: "Go ahead."

"I'm going to set up a group company. What do you think is a better name for this company?"

"Why do you need to discuss this with me?" Murong Xue continued to drink her milk tea. "Just come up with whatever you want."

"How can that be done?"

"Why not?" Murong Xue asked back, "Or do you have any other ideas?"

"Well... To be honest, I've been thinking about whether to name it Xueqing Group."

"Don't even think about it!" Murong Xue jumped up from the sofa almost instantly and put the milk tea aside, "Don't name it like that!"

Is this dissatisfaction with the order?

"Then... Qingxue?" Song Pingqing asked again.

"I told you not to name it like that!"

Murong Xue stared at her face, eyes flickering: "What on earth are you thinking?"

Murong Xue: Let's put aside the question of whether it's shameful or not. Does Song Pingqing really want to be tied to me? She doesn't even want to separate from me to give the group a name?

Thinking about it this way, although she felt that this name was inappropriate, Murong Xue still felt a little proud in her heart.

Humph, you are worthy of being lovers who grew up together.

Song Pingqing was wondering: Why am I still not satisfied even after reversing the order?

"You've supported me step by step to where I am today. I think it's normal to name someone like this."

"No." Murong Xue's expression became serious. "It's not good to name someone like this."

Song Pingqing was confused: "Why?!"

Is it because she doesn't want to announce her relationship with me? ?

"Don't let your imagination run wild." Murong Xue sat down, "Everyone knows that you belong to my family."

Song Pingqing nodded: "So what's wrong with naming it this way?"

"It will make people feel that even though you, Song Pingqing, have come this far step by step and even though you have established your own group, you are still a subsidiary of Wanmu Commercial."

Murong Xue's answer was to the point, and she looked straight at Song Pingqing: "But you are obviously an independent existence."

"So don't name us like that. None of us is anyone else's appendage."

Song Pingqing was silent for a moment: "So you don't think this name is romantic? Interesting?"

Murong Xue looked at her incredulously: "What's so romantic about this?"

"This kind of thing is more in name than reality. It would be better for you to make me a cup of milk tea."