The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 91 What can you talk to between women?

After the warmth of these two sentences, the opposite secretary has just taken the coffee hand, and the stirring spoon placed on the cup mouth can not help but tighten tightly.

"I don't really know anything about you and Mozambique. I used to listen to it." Secretary Ann still smiles, but he is somewhat stiff and laughs: "It seems that you and Mozambique's feelings." It's really good."

"Alright." The warm and shy hands held his chin with one hand and squinted at her. "When you called, I went to take a shower yesterday. If you call in a few minutes in advance, then the phone. It is estimated that we can't get it..."

The warmth of the season is blushing. "And that day, I was in the office of Depth of Depth. I was intimate with him. Suddenly, Grandpa came, I shyly went under his desk. You know that I was actually in his office that day, but I don’t know where I was hiding, right?"

Secretary An did not speak, and the hand held the stirring spoon in the cup tightly.

"If it isn't for Grandpa's sudden come, Jing Shen may have to take me directly into the rest room next to the office... He is usually indifferent and inaccessible, but in the case of husband and wife with me, but always I can't cope with it with enthusiasm..."

The secretary’s face can’t be described by simple stiffness. Only the corner of his mouth is reluctantly screamed, which means that she is still laughing, but laughing is not so natural.

"Oh, sorry, I just said this to you. You are not married, Secretary Ann. This kind of relationship between husband and wife is not suitable for you. But ah, the man's physical strength is too good... It’s really annoying... I don’t even sleep when I have a good feeling.”

The season warmed and rubbed his eyes, and the smiley eyebrows were full of affection.

Although the warmth of the season is somewhat deliberate, every sentence that is said to be true is true. Every tone and expression of her movements can't be faked. Such shame is satisfied, and it is not a performance.

Happiness and shame, true and dazzling.

Secretary An slowly took a sip of coffee, then raised her eyes and smiled at her, apparently having recovered a few calm: "I did not expect you to be so happy, after all, he always used to..."

The season warmed and smiled: "What happened to him?"

"Sorry." Secretary An’s subconsciously put his hand on his mouth, as if he said something that should not be said: "This is after all, it’s a matter of ink, and I’m not good at it. It seems that Mrs. Mo, you are against him. I didn’t know much about it in the past, so I can’t talk more.”

The warm season is very understandable and nodded: "Everyone is a woman, there are all kinds of curiosity that should not be there. Your words really evoke my curiosity."

When Ann Secretary was about to speak, the season warmly smiled and interrupted her directly: "But our feelings begin with marriage and are loyal to marriage, as long as my man does not go out of rail after marriage, and is not too close to which woman. I only love me alone, and whether he has any past childhood, or whether there has been any unforgettable past, after all, it has been once, after all, he is now my man, everyone is not a child. Who hasn’t been there before? You said yes?”

Secretary An looked at the warm season for a while, and he had to lick it, and his mouth was pulled. For a long time, he barely held up a smile: "Do you think so?"

"Otherwise? Secretary Ann just said 'very casually' to mention these two words, isn't that what I thought of?" The warm smile is very brisk: "My own husband, how good he is, and How many women will be admired, I know very well, and I have been psychologically prepared. From the beginning of marriage, he is my warm-season husband, even if there were thousands of women around him before, then all of them It is a loser who is completely out of the game."

An Shuyan’s silence for a long while, only staring at the warm expression of the season, seems to want to see if her heart really does not matter as it is said.

The warm fingers touched the table gently, and there was no coffee from the beginning to the end. The tone was very slow: "A good person is naturally no shortage of pursuers, no matter who is in the past, or who is still in the future. What is the little three and four to be inserted, in my eyes, it is just a low-level loser!"

An secretary looked at his eyes and didn't talk. He lifted the coffee cup and put it on his lips. He paused, but he didn't drink any more. He put the cup down again and his eyes didn't look at the warm season again.

"So, Secretary An, who is such a high-end person regardless of family life or wisdom, should not make such a low-level thing. Even if a very persuasive elder wants to support you, you can secure your own three views. The bottom line, you will not allow yourself to print the name of Xiaosan on your head. I am right, Secretary Ann?"

After saying this, the season warmer took a sip of coffee, and his manners were calm. Ming Ming was full of attack power, but he was lazy and lazy. He could not see the feeling of partiality and attack. The elegant seems to be on the wall. Indifference to the muddy fish that struggled in the feelings.

"It’s almost time to go to the commercial hall. Let’s have a cup of coffee together again.” Ann secretary suddenly stood up, put two pink banknotes on the table, picked up the bag, and nodded warmly to the season, turned and left. .

"Okay, change the day." The warmth raised her hand to her, like a lazy kitten shaking her like a paw.

When the security has not gone far, the warmth of the season picks up the phone call from the ink Jingjing at this time, sweetly said: "Hey, husband? Well, I just met An Secretary in front of your company, she Please drink coffee~"

The secretary’s footsteps gradually accelerated until he appeared in the cafe.

"You talk like a cat that stole a sly cat. What did you talk about?" Mo Jingshen could easily hear her mood from the warmth of the season.

After the warm eyes of the corner of the eye, I saw the secretary of the security outside the window. Sure enough, Secretary An looked back and looked at the car before getting on the bus. Seeing that the season is still on the phone, the moment the driver opened the car door and sat down. In the car.

It wasn't until Ann's car drove away that the warmth of the season was faint: "What can you talk to between women? Especially a woman who has a strong motivation for my husband."

"Well? So?"

"So, I may have been a bit too fierce just now, scare your good and comfortable secretary." Jiwen warmly took the phone and said no words, and touched the cold coffee cup at hand.

There was a man’s low smile on the phone: “How? Can you use someone else’s ability to bite?”

The warm season is just a smile, but the hand is slowly rubbing on the wall of the cup, as if inadvertently asked: "In fact, the secretary is very good in all aspects, almost a perfect candidate. And you have been many years ago I know that since your father planned to leave her to you a few years ago, why didn't you think about her?"

(End of this chapter)