The little stupid cat spoiled by the boss

"good to eat."

Ning Anan was talking on the phone, but saw the little spider walking over and sitting gracefully opposite him.

The little spider brought him an Orleans chicken wing, and smiled with thin lips: "Try this?"

Ning An'an's slender and white fingertips slipped, but the voice did not come out.

The little spider smiled again, and the smile spread lightly on the corners of Bomei's lips, as bright as a peach blossom: "So why are you afraid of me? I don't want to eat you."

Ning Anan glanced at Qiao Wanxin who was chatting with Yan Tingyuan and queuing up for dinner in the distance. Qiao Wanxin was watching the little spider from time to time, while Xian Rujiao was standing in front of them, but Yan Tingyuan was watching Ning An'an from time to time!

Ning Anan withdrew her gaze, dropped into the plate, and asked softly: "Last night, you..."

But the little spider was serious: "What happened to me last night?"

Suddenly looking a little surprised, he patted the back of the head: "I shouldn't, I kissed you again, right?"

Ning An'an: "..."

Ning Anan didn't like to hide things in her heart, so she simply pointed it out: "You don't remember what you did last night?"

The little spider was stunned: "I remember, I drank Erguotou, and also ate instant noodles, spicy strips, peanuts..."

"and then?"

"And... am I drunk?"

"You really don't remember?"

The little spider shook his head blankly.

Ning Anan looked at his clothes, "Then...you, why are you wearing white clothes?"

The little spider behaved gracefully and calmly, accepting the baptism of Ning An'an's eyes with grace, "Why can't I wear white clothes?"

Ning An'an: "..."

I don't know if he really forgot, or pretended on purpose.

It happened that Qiao Wanxin came over with a plate, and the two of them were not talking.

Ning An'an was a little sullen, and Yan Tingyuan sat next to Ning An'an brazenly, and put chicken legs on his plate: "An'an, you are too thin, eat more!"

Ning Anan didn't want to talk to him at all, when his chicken leg was about to touch the rice in her bowl, she blocked his wrist with her backhand: "Thank you, you'd better keep it for yourself!"

When has Yan Tingyuan ever had such a closed door?

Annoyed in my heart, the chicken legs froze in mid-air, feeling very shameless, and smiled hypocritically: "I don't care about you, you have small arms and legs, and you are tired from shooting commercials, so don't eat more..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Anan got up and left with the tray.

The little spider twitched the corners of its mouth inexplicably, chatting and laughing with Qiao Wanxin.

Ning An'an felt that she had no appetite, and the food on the plate ended up in the trash can.

Seeing it from afar, the little spider frowned slightly.

In the afternoon, during the commercial break, the little spider stuffed Ning An'an with a package of dried fish.

Ning Anan didn't want it at first, but her stomach growled again in protest.

I simply took it and ate everything.

In the afternoon, a few people finished filming the advertisement early, and Ning Anan sent a message to Pei Yiyi, saying that the filming was finished and asked him to pick it up.

Pei Yiyi said that he should go back first as a little spider car, because he has something to do.

Little Spider seemed to be in a good mood, it happened to be Friday, and he could rest tomorrow, and planned to cook something delicious for them tonight, so he decided to go shopping with Ning An'an first.

Ning Anan didn't know why Pei Yi was so excited, why he was so relieved to put himself in the little spider, as if those things last night were all hallucinations that happened to him alone!

Qiao Wanxin was standing at the entrance of the advertising company, waiting for the agent's car. She was a little surprised when she saw the little spider driving Ning An'an out of the underground parking lot in a Bugatti Veyron, and she couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Brother Tao, you, you Are you driving?"

I originally wanted to ask you a nanny, why there is a Bugatti Veyron, but I felt abrupt after asking, and, isn’t he blind, how can a blind man get a driver’s license?

Did you lie to me?

The little spider didn't close the roof, and Ning An'an was sitting in the co-pilot. He wanted to give her a ride, but there are only two seats in this car, so he could only smile at her: "Well, I'm just a driver, let's go first, see you on Monday ?”

Qiao Wanxin glanced at Ning An'an, "See you on Monday!"

Two men, one white and one pink, appeared in the shopping mall. They were very conspicuous and attracted many people's attention, but the little spider was not in a hurry to buy groceries, and dragged Ning Anan around, starting from the first floor and going to the cinema on the seventh floor. He asked Ning Anan if he wanted to go to the movies.

Ning Anan didn't know what he was going to do again, so she suppressed her temper, "No!"

The little spider bought a box of popcorn and a cup of milk tea at the entrance of the cinema, handed them to Ning Anan, and pointed to the rest chair beside him: "Then you eat and drink milk here, wait for me, I'll go and see?"

Chapter 112 It's Exciting To Catch The Rape On The Bed

The floor at the entrance of the cinema is bright and clean, and even in the daytime, the overhead lights are still bright.

Hanging on the curved wall are still photos of movie posters taken by Zhang Xianrujiao, Qiao Wanxin, Yan Tingyuan and another traffic niche.

The poster is a three-dimensional 3D photo, exuding light streamline fluorescence, the background color of the fluorescence is pink, and the light that spreads slowly falls on the fair and handsome cheek of the little spider, like a beautiful and thin layer of rouge and gouache, Even the sunglasses are reflected in color.

Ning An'an couldn't see through him more and more, she pursed her lips and complained, "Then why don't you send An'an back?"

The little spider helped down his sunglasses, and his thin lips, which were slightly raised even when he spoke, looked a little careless: "I don't want to give it away now, I want to watch a movie."

"Then...then you..."

Ning Anan was so aggrieved that he was about to cry. The halo in his sunglasses was reflected in the clear cat pupils, and the entire eye sockets were dyed pink: "You leave An An here, what if you meet bad people?"

The little spider followed his cute and aggrieved expression and pursed his mouth: "Then you, do you want to go to the movies with me?"