Dude, get married?

President Xiao Ai, don't reply!Thank you!

Xie Chenxi looked at Ai Quechen who was talking more and more outrageous, patted his dog's head helplessly, gave Assistant Lin a look, and let her go out.

When he first came here, seeing such a sexy and charming Lin Zhu, he was worried that the person next to him would have other thoughts, but now that he sees how they hate each other, he can finally let go of his heart.

It would be strange if the straight steel man next to him could be tempted by others.

But after thinking about it, I felt like laughing. The only president who can be despised by his assistant team is probably the great god beside him.

"Okay, everyone is gone, why are you still angry? Didn't you just promise me that you won't get angry easily? Why don't you count your words? You see, work is coming, hurry up and work hard, you still have to earn money feed me."

Ai Quechen gave Chen Xi a dull look, seeing that he had no intention of softening his heart, so he could only sigh and bow his head to process the documents.

After that, a steady stream of documents were sent to Ai Quechen. When he entered the working state, his whole body tensed up, and his serious expression was a beautiful sight.

Xie Chenxi sat on the side watching him, and couldn't help being dazed. People say that a serious man is the most handsome, and it is true.

By the time Ai Quechen finished processing all the documents, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, because the president didn't say he was off work, so all the assistants and the company's middle and senior management were staying with him.

"Okay, put the rest on the vice president's desk, hold a morning meeting tomorrow eight days, and notify the people who came to the meeting today to submit the revised plan to my mailbox before eight o'clock, and then send a copy to the vice president share."

"Alright Mr. Ai."

"Okay, let's get off work."

Ai Quechen looked at the time on the phone, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the sofa. Seeing that Chen Xi was sitting there with his head down dealing with things, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

After work, it feels so good to have my lover by my side.

"Okay, Mr. Ai." Lin Zhu went out with the documents approved by Ai Quechen. The assistants outside who were waiting for the news of their work left their jobs in a flock after getting the news of the liberation, fearing that they would be caught by Mr. Ai Stay and work overtime, not to mention the possibility of seeing Mr. Ai's unknown side. It would be bad if Mr. Ai "killed them" by then, so hurry up!

After Lin Zhu closed the office door, Ai Quechen's straight back unconsciously relaxed.

"Finished?"

"Well, suddenly going to work feels like time flies so slowly, so tired."

Xie Chenxi looked at Ai Quechen who was soft in the office chair, smiled, then got up and walked to his side, stroking his hair.

"Little boy, it's hard to touch your hair after getting gel on it. Let's go cut your hair together."

"Okay, let's go during the two-day weekend."

Ai Quechen hugged Xie Chenxi's waist and rubbed against his stomach.

"Are you hungry? Shall we eat out or shall I make you dinner when we get home?"

"Go home and eat, let's order takeaway."

"Takeaway is not very healthy. I have nothing to do today. I will cook for you when I go home."

"it is good."

After Ai Quechen and Xie Chenxi discussed how to deal with dinner, they walked side by side to the parking lot.

After picking up the car, Xie Chenxi drove Ai Quechen directly to their apartment.

"Little boy, can you try to eat on time in the future? Your stomach is not good. If this continues, I'm afraid I will often accompany you in the hospital. I don't like hospitals."

"..." After hearing Chen Xi's words, Ai Quechen was quiet for a moment, "Okay."

Xie Chenxi smiled.

It was already ten past nine when the two returned home. After returning home, Xie Chenxi asked Ai Quechen to take a shower first, and went into the kitchen by herself.

Because it was already late, Xie Chenxi didn't cook much for Ai Quechen, she steamed a bowl of egg custard and cooked two bowls of millet porridge.

After Xie Chenxi finished dinner, Ai Quechen came out of the bedroom in pajamas.

"Little boy, let's eat!"

"Come on~"

Ai Quechen walked quickly to Xie Chenxi's side, first raised his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, then pulled out a chair and sat beside Xie Chenxi.

"Is there only one bowl of egg custard? Let's eat it separately."

"If I want to eat, I will make it myself. This is for you to eat. Eat it quickly."

"Then you eat a little."

Then, most of the small bowl of egg custard went into Xie Chenxi's stomach.

When the two of them stood washing dishes together after dinner, Xie Chenxi smiled helplessly.

"Little boy, as long as you take good care of your body, I won't have any problems."

"Xie Chenxi, as long as you take good care of your body, I won't have any problems."

"..."

Xie Chenxi looked at Ai Quechen who was looking at him, shook his head with a smile, and then hugged him into his arms.

"Then we both need to take good care of our bodies, and strive to live to be a hundred years old in one breath, and grow old together."

"Well! I will."

For the first time, Xie Chenxi looked into Ai Quechen's shining eyes, and kissed Ai Quechen proactively.

The atmosphere was just right, and Ai Quechen didn't feel so tired after eating, and the two rolled into a ball once they came and went.

The night is deep and the love is very strong.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Ai Quechen carried Xie Chenxi, who was so tired that he didn't even want to move his fingers, to the bathroom.

After taking a hasty shower, Ai Quechen stuffed Xie Chenxi into the bed.

"Good night, baby~"

Xie Chenxi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, even so, after he was put on the bed by Ai Quechen, he still subconsciously hugged Ai Quechen into his arms.

"Good night Xie Chenxi~"

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