The little stupid cat spoiled by the boss
Chapter 101
Just when a breeze passed by, the curly branches that touched the blue crape myrtle swayed slightly, and the flower clusters that were as blue as the sky were trembling, as if they were answering him.
Ning Anan smiled, picked up the fallen flower clusters on the ground, and planned to weave a wreath for Luo Qingyi.
Just at this time, Pei Yiyi and the little spider also came to this factory!
They didn't find out Luo Qingyi's address and phone number, they only found out that Luo Qingyi had a flashlight factory under his name, so they wanted to come over to find out the situation.
As soon as he got off the car, he saw Luo Qingyi's son picking up fallen flower clusters under a blue crape myrtle tree.
Because there are no branches, it is impossible to weave a wreath just by falling flower clusters, but the young man foolishly pieced it together, and it was easy to form a shape, and when he picked it up, all of them fell off.
Fall short.
The little spider was a little dazed, pulled Pei Yiyi and asked, "Is there something wrong with his son's brain?"
Pei Yi narrowed his pupils slightly, raised his long legs and walked towards the young man!
Chapter 66
"You want to make a wreath?"
The man's deep, magnetic and fertile voice rose suddenly from behind, like a breeze disturbing the autumn moon, or like a sea monster crawling ashore to sing in the depths of the sea, it was heart-wrenching.
Ning An'an's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and the wreath that had just been spliced together suddenly fell, falling all over the ground.
The little heart seemed to be attacked by overwhelming hailstones, and the whole chest was pounding.
He turned around tremblingly, and among the clusters of crape myrtle flowers all over the sky, was the man he had been thinking about in his heart and dreams.
His hair is meticulous, his eyebrows are as sharp as peaks, his eyes are as deep as the sea and stars, his nose is as tall and straight as a shaved one, and his slightly wide but thin lips have kissed him countless times...
He was standing right there, with one hand in the pocket of his well-tailored suit trousers, amidst the vast expanse of colorful purples and reds, he looked like a king whose outline had been carefully carved out by a paintbrush, like a god.
I really want to rush over, I really want to hug his firm neck, kiss his lips and teeth, give him a breath of spiritual energy, and say: Big fish, I miss you so much...
but,
But An An has no panacea, and An An has no way to give him spiritual energy...
The young man lowered his eyes with slender eyelashes, squatted down his slender and delicate figure, tried to pick up the flower clusters and put them together again, and stammered: "No... no, yes, wreaths. Flowers, wreaths are for the dead, This, yes, is a wreath, on the head, on the head."
It was a laborious sentence, my breath and heart trembling all the time, and I finally finished speaking.
Pei Yi also followed his example, squatting down to help him pick up the fallen flower clusters, "Why do you pick up the fallen ones on the ground, you don't have branches, you can't make flower...rings."
"An..., no, I, that, I, I know."
"You know why you still use this? Pick a few branches from the tree with branches, can't you make one?"
"I...I, I'm afraid they will hurt..."
Pei Yiyi was startled suddenly, as if his heart had been stabbed by something, it was heavy but light.
The movement of the fingertips came to a halt, and she stared blankly at the young man who was still picking up the flowers.
The young man didn't notice that he stopped, and the tip of his nose suddenly bumped into the man's wide and hot arms, which made him fall to the ground, looking at the man in fear: "...you, you, you, why... want, Want to see me?"
Pei Yiyi was still in a half-squatting position, and did not answer his question. He just put one arm on the ground, exerted a slight force on his upper body, and leaned towards the young man, "You are afraid that those trees will hurt, so you are reluctant to pick them." branches?"
"Um……"
Ning An'an wanted to get up and run away, but his leg seemed to have been boned out, and he couldn't move on the soft ground.
The tip of Pei Yiyi's nose was almost touching the tip of his nose, and the deep willow-leaf eyes fixed on the narrow eyes of the young man. He took a deep breath, trying to catch a little bit of his breath.
Yes, he caught it.
But there was no aura of Ning An'an at all, not even the aura of a demon. If the elixir was taken away, at least he could tell whether he was a human or a demon.
When he saw this young man again, he found that his body, movement, and voice were very similar to Ning An'an, except for his mediocre face.
He thought all night last night, if Luo Qingyi is still alive, then Ning An'an is probably not dead, and this unnoticed young man is probably Ning An'an.
But at this moment, he smelled his aura, it was just the aura of an ordinary young man, there was no aura of a cat or even a demon on him.
After all, he is not him.
Finally, he let go.
Qianqian pulled her lower lip, distanced herself from the young man, and stared at his face with interest, "Are you still wearing makeup?"
Ning Anan held her breath, not daring to answer.
Pei Yi touched the tip of his nose with his fleshy hand, "It seems that the nose is bumped crookedly, is it all right?"
"what……"
Ning Anan covered her nose in fright.
Pei Yiyi tugged on the black leather collar on his neck again, "This collar is very beautiful, do you like it very much? You also wore it last night?"
Ning An'an's face covered with thick foundation was completely white.
The man noticed that the decoration on the collar seemed to be not ordinary gemstones, but a ring of spirit stones, and frowned slightly. He was about to use some mana to find out, but he heard Luo Qingyi's voice!
Luo Qingyi strode out of Gao Dalong's office, saying that I want to divest the capital.
But Gao Dalong chased him with a sad face: "Mr. Luo, you can't withdraw, the whole factory will face bankruptcy..."
Luo Qingyi saw Ning An'an who had fallen to the ground, Pei Yiyi who seemed to be bullying him, and the little spider who was watching by the Bugatti Veyron with his arms folded!
Ning Anan smiled, picked up the fallen flower clusters on the ground, and planned to weave a wreath for Luo Qingyi.
Just at this time, Pei Yiyi and the little spider also came to this factory!
They didn't find out Luo Qingyi's address and phone number, they only found out that Luo Qingyi had a flashlight factory under his name, so they wanted to come over to find out the situation.
As soon as he got off the car, he saw Luo Qingyi's son picking up fallen flower clusters under a blue crape myrtle tree.
Because there are no branches, it is impossible to weave a wreath just by falling flower clusters, but the young man foolishly pieced it together, and it was easy to form a shape, and when he picked it up, all of them fell off.
Fall short.
The little spider was a little dazed, pulled Pei Yiyi and asked, "Is there something wrong with his son's brain?"
Pei Yi narrowed his pupils slightly, raised his long legs and walked towards the young man!
Chapter 66
"You want to make a wreath?"
The man's deep, magnetic and fertile voice rose suddenly from behind, like a breeze disturbing the autumn moon, or like a sea monster crawling ashore to sing in the depths of the sea, it was heart-wrenching.
Ning An'an's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and the wreath that had just been spliced together suddenly fell, falling all over the ground.
The little heart seemed to be attacked by overwhelming hailstones, and the whole chest was pounding.
He turned around tremblingly, and among the clusters of crape myrtle flowers all over the sky, was the man he had been thinking about in his heart and dreams.
His hair is meticulous, his eyebrows are as sharp as peaks, his eyes are as deep as the sea and stars, his nose is as tall and straight as a shaved one, and his slightly wide but thin lips have kissed him countless times...
He was standing right there, with one hand in the pocket of his well-tailored suit trousers, amidst the vast expanse of colorful purples and reds, he looked like a king whose outline had been carefully carved out by a paintbrush, like a god.
I really want to rush over, I really want to hug his firm neck, kiss his lips and teeth, give him a breath of spiritual energy, and say: Big fish, I miss you so much...
but,
But An An has no panacea, and An An has no way to give him spiritual energy...
The young man lowered his eyes with slender eyelashes, squatted down his slender and delicate figure, tried to pick up the flower clusters and put them together again, and stammered: "No... no, yes, wreaths. Flowers, wreaths are for the dead, This, yes, is a wreath, on the head, on the head."
It was a laborious sentence, my breath and heart trembling all the time, and I finally finished speaking.
Pei Yi also followed his example, squatting down to help him pick up the fallen flower clusters, "Why do you pick up the fallen ones on the ground, you don't have branches, you can't make flower...rings."
"An..., no, I, that, I, I know."
"You know why you still use this? Pick a few branches from the tree with branches, can't you make one?"
"I...I, I'm afraid they will hurt..."
Pei Yiyi was startled suddenly, as if his heart had been stabbed by something, it was heavy but light.
The movement of the fingertips came to a halt, and she stared blankly at the young man who was still picking up the flowers.
The young man didn't notice that he stopped, and the tip of his nose suddenly bumped into the man's wide and hot arms, which made him fall to the ground, looking at the man in fear: "...you, you, you, why... want, Want to see me?"
Pei Yiyi was still in a half-squatting position, and did not answer his question. He just put one arm on the ground, exerted a slight force on his upper body, and leaned towards the young man, "You are afraid that those trees will hurt, so you are reluctant to pick them." branches?"
"Um……"
Ning An'an wanted to get up and run away, but his leg seemed to have been boned out, and he couldn't move on the soft ground.
The tip of Pei Yiyi's nose was almost touching the tip of his nose, and the deep willow-leaf eyes fixed on the narrow eyes of the young man. He took a deep breath, trying to catch a little bit of his breath.
Yes, he caught it.
But there was no aura of Ning An'an at all, not even the aura of a demon. If the elixir was taken away, at least he could tell whether he was a human or a demon.
When he saw this young man again, he found that his body, movement, and voice were very similar to Ning An'an, except for his mediocre face.
He thought all night last night, if Luo Qingyi is still alive, then Ning An'an is probably not dead, and this unnoticed young man is probably Ning An'an.
But at this moment, he smelled his aura, it was just the aura of an ordinary young man, there was no aura of a cat or even a demon on him.
After all, he is not him.
Finally, he let go.
Qianqian pulled her lower lip, distanced herself from the young man, and stared at his face with interest, "Are you still wearing makeup?"
Ning Anan held her breath, not daring to answer.
Pei Yi touched the tip of his nose with his fleshy hand, "It seems that the nose is bumped crookedly, is it all right?"
"what……"
Ning Anan covered her nose in fright.
Pei Yiyi tugged on the black leather collar on his neck again, "This collar is very beautiful, do you like it very much? You also wore it last night?"
Ning An'an's face covered with thick foundation was completely white.
The man noticed that the decoration on the collar seemed to be not ordinary gemstones, but a ring of spirit stones, and frowned slightly. He was about to use some mana to find out, but he heard Luo Qingyi's voice!
Luo Qingyi strode out of Gao Dalong's office, saying that I want to divest the capital.
But Gao Dalong chased him with a sad face: "Mr. Luo, you can't withdraw, the whole factory will face bankruptcy..."
Luo Qingyi saw Ning An'an who had fallen to the ground, Pei Yiyi who seemed to be bullying him, and the little spider who was watching by the Bugatti Veyron with his arms folded!
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