After yesterday's meeting, the management thought that the president holding a woman during the meeting was the ultimate way to refresh the world view. Unexpectedly, today's meeting would be even more embarrassing.
Click, click...
"Try it, this pistachio is quite delicious." Sneixu pinched open a pistachio with his left hand, threw the shell aside neatly, and then put the kernel into Gu Mengmeng's mouth.
Gu Mengmeng felt that she was about to become anxious under the management's gaze, but Sneibian was completely unaware of it. She only looked at Gu Mengmeng expectantly and asked, "Do you like it?"
Gu Mengmeng nodded and said she liked it, and Sneibao took another one and started peeling it off.
Gu Mengmeng took the pistachio from Sneibu's hand and said, "You concentrate on the meeting, and I'll peel it and eat it myself."
Sneixu narrowed his eyes. He didn't like Gu Mengmeng rejecting him. He liked peeling fruit for her.
Gu Mengmeng knew what the old man was thinking, so she smiled flatteringly and said, "You concentrate on the meeting. If it's over early, let's go home early. I'll peel it off myself, okay?"
come home early…
These four words pleased Sneib.
Nodding reluctantly, Sneibou's eyes became cold and gloomy the moment he moved away from Gu Mengmeng's face. He looked at the director who was making a report meticulously, and then tapped lightly on the keyboard with his left hand. There was no sloppiness in his decisive killing, and his judgment was surprisingly accurate.
As a result, the situation fell into an awkward situation.
In addition to the rustle of flipping through information, the click of Elvis typing on the keyboard, and the click of Gu Mengmeng peeling pistachios...
Gu Mengmeng's heart was so broken. She originally thought that eating two would be enough, but as soon as she stopped, Sneib immediately turned around and asked: "Why don't you eat? Are you tired of peeling? Or are you tired?" Let me do it… "
"No, no, I just want to drink some water..."
Sneifu unscrewed the water bottle on the conference table and handed it to Gu Mengmeng. His expression looked frighteningly sweet when he saw her drinking water.
The management looked at each other in confusion. The fool who was sitting at the main seat and smiling happily while watching people eating pistachios and drinking water, was he really their tall and powerful president? Is it accurate
Gu Mengmeng ate pistachios all morning, while Sneibao, because Gu Mengmeng wanted to "go home early," compressed the already fast-paced problem into a crazier form and solved it in one morning.
I didn’t want Gu Mengmeng to eat takeout at noon, so I took Gu Mengmeng home directly and made lunch for her with my own hands.
Gu Mengmeng felt that even though her boss was her boyfriend, she couldn't be a loser, right? So he took the initiative to wash the dishes, but Sneijian smiled and said, "Your beautiful hands are not suitable for work."
"But I can't just do nothing every day." Gu Mengmeng said a little helplessly: "The monthly salary is four thousand five thousand, I feel guilty about it."
Si Nei thought for a while, smiled softly, then pulled Gu Mengmeng behind him, put her hands around his waist, and said, "Then just hold me."
"Eh?" Gu Mengmeng was puzzled.
Sneib smiled lightly: "This is an important job that no one can do except you. From now on, when I wash the dishes, you will hold me behind me."
Gu Mengmeng felt like her face was burning up. The side of her face was pressed against Sneib's broad back, and there was a faint smell of him through her clothes. This slight sense of familiarity reminded Gu Mengmeng that the two of them slept together all night last night, and his words of "good morning" this morning, thinking about it now, made her face turn red.