When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

Xu Nanyin still remembered the grudge, so she raised her chin and turned her face away.

But her peripheral vision kept scanning, and finally she saw a slender figure in white shirt and black pants walking towards her casually.

Pei Jingmo sat down next to her, put his arm across her shoulders, and reached forward to support her chin, forcing her to turn her head to look at him.

The moment she opened her lips to speak, he kissed her unexpectedly.

She was forced to fall back, and he pressed her deep into the sofa and kissed her for a long time.

When he let her go, she looked at him with her moist almond-shaped eyes, and all she could taste was the refreshing and sweet taste of Longjing tea on his lips.

Pei Jingmo's upper body was still pressing on her, a smirk on his lips, and he hooked his index finger under her chin and asked, "Are you still messing with me?"

"It was you who pushed me first." Xu Nanyin pushed him with a red face and panting, "You're so heavy."

Pei Jingmo put one hand around her waist, used his waist and abdomen to pull her up, and sneered: "Stupid! Shouldn't you know what they are talking about by using your toes?"

"Everyone is praising your beauty. You look like an oriental beauty who walked out of a painting."

Xu Nanyin was a little amused: "I'm not that narcissistic."

Pei Jingmo rubbed her head and said, "Yinyin, this is not narcissism, this is self-awareness."

Xu Nanyin laughed out loud, and felt that he had probably added eight hundred layers of filters to his mind about her...

After all, he used to praise her like this every day when she weighed 130 pounds.

"Then what did you tell them about me?" Xu Nanyin asked.

"I would like to introduce you to my newlywed wife."

That's not right. She remembered that he clearly said several sentences.

"What else?" She pinched his ear, "Tell me the truth."

Pei Jingmo chuckled and spoke a few words in French in his deep, pleasant voice.

It seemed to be the few sentences he used to introduce her.

She pulled his hand anxiously and said, "Speak."

Pei Jingmo's thin lips curled slightly: "This is my wife, my little cabbage."

Xu Nanyin was stunned. "Little cabbage?"

"I said you're a bad cook."

Xu Nanyin was about to twist his ear when she saw him pull his lower lip and said, "It can be directly translated as a fragrant and soft little cake."

?

Xu Nanyin was just feeling that the word was too strange when he pinched her cheek.

Pei Jingmo sneered, "It's a pity I can't eat you now to satisfy my craving. I still have some urgent documents to review."

He was very considerate and said, "If you feel bored, go out and watch TV."

"It's not boring." Xu Nanyin took his arm and looked at him with a smile. "Just sitting here and watching you, time flies."

A smile appeared in Pei Jingmo's dark eyes.

Xu Nanyin suddenly thought of something and joked, "I will never let other people of the opposite sex see me sweeping the floor in the future. You should also not let other people of the opposite sex see you working, okay? I don't want to have too many rivals in love."

Pei Jingmo laughed and nodded slightly: "I'll think about it."

He sat down at his desk again, reviewing documents on his computer with a serious expression.

Xu Nanyin took out her cell phone and searched the meaning of "cabbage" in French, with the corners of her lips pulled towards her temples.

The general meaning is: "beloved one" or "little baby".

She put away her phone and looked up to see Pei Jingmo frowning. Remembering the unpleasant atmosphere of the meeting just now, she couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen at the company? Is it very difficult?"

Pei Jingmo turned his gaze from the computer screen to her and said, "President Pei has taken action. Several key members of the French division resigned overnight, and an S-level project I was personally following up on can no longer be advanced."

Xu Nanyin clenched her hands awkwardly and lowered her head slightly.

Pei Jingmo tapped the table with his index finger, "Don't lower your head."

Xu Nanyin looked up, and he raised an eyebrow at her: "Why are you still sad? If you act like this, I won't dare to tell the truth again."

"No, I want to hear the truth."

She said softly, "I can't help you, but I need to know what kind of pressure you are facing. I can't let you bear it alone and be happy without a care in the world."

Their eyes met, and her gentle gaze was like a feather, gently soothing his slightly anxious heart.

Pei Jingmo smiled faintly and teased her, "Reward me well tonight."

Glancing at him with a smile, Xu Nanyin clutched the pillow and whispered, "It's not impossible."

In the blink of an eye, it was noon and there was a knock on the door.

Afraid of disturbing him, Xu Nanyin immediately got up and opened the door.