Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

Chapter 67

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A ray of morning light came in through the slits in the curtains.

Gu Miao opened her eyes in a daze, her arms were empty, but there seemed to be a ray of warmth left.

He just thought that last night was an illusion, lowered his eyes and put on his slippers, and went straight downstairs.

On a winter morning, the warm sun shines in through the window of the restaurant. The transparent glass vase on the table is filled with a bunch of blooming foreign peonies, and there is a little dew on it.

There were a few soft sounds from the kitchen not far away.

Gu Miao walked over quickly.

The back of the girl is facing the sun, a little soft and warm.

In the winter, a small flower bloomed in Gu Miao's heart, quietly swaying in the face of the ice, snow and cold wind.

He couldn't help but stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the girl's waist.

"Why don't you sleep more?" He leaned his head on the girl's shoulder and said in a muffled voice.

Cheng Chu smiled, "Didn't you have a press conference today, I'll get up and make breakfast for you."

She raised the shovel a little rusty, flipped the fried eggs in the pan, and said with anger, "Why did you wake up by yourself, I haven't finished it yet."

Gu Miao reached out and took the shovel, and whispered, "I'll do it, you sit at the table and wait for me."

"I haven't done it before, if you want to do it once, you go there and wait for me and give me a chance to perform." The girl smiled, her voice sweet.

Gu Miao didn't resist this time, handed her the shovel, and reached out to reduce the fire, "Pour less oil, or it will splash on yourself."

"Okay, okay, got it." Cheng Chu pushed him on the head and urged, "Go and sit outside quickly and let me play by myself."

This time he finally shut up obediently, but he turned his head several times on the road not far away.

Fortunately, although Cheng Chu was pampered, he was not clumsy, and breakfast was ready in a few minutes.

Fried eggs and grilled sausages, served with milk bread, a nutritious combination.

Holding a white porcelain plate, the girl ran over pretty, and handed the plate to him as if offering a treasure, and asked one after another, "How is it, is it fragrant?"

He raised his eyes, his dark eyes adorned with sunlight, but his voice was gentle like the moon in the dark night, "Xiang, Chu Chu is really amazing."

"Then give it a try." The girl looked at him with anticipation in her radiant eyes.

Gu Miao rolled her throat, lowered her head and took a bite of the fried egg, praising: "It's delicious."

He said these words almost without chewing, but his tone was very sincere.

Cheng Chu was unsatisfactorily pleased, no matter if it was true or not, the bright peach blossom eyes curved into crescents.

"It seems that I also have a talent for cooking. I can often try cooking for you in the future." She held her hands and looked forward to it.

Gu Miao's heart tightened, and the blood in her body seemed to have been mixed with stimulants, and it flowed unscrupulously.

But he still restrained and said, "Just do it once. I like to cook, and I will cook it for you."

In the morning light, Gu Miao lowered her eyes.

The girl's fingers were slender and white, and she thought her nails were round and lovely because of playing the piano.

Such hands should not be used for cooking.

The girl's smiling eyes were even more curved, shining like fine crystals.

"Well, I feel that you are indeed doing much better than me."

She knew that Gu Miao was reluctant to let him cook, so she also depended on him.

After a quick breakfast, Gu Miao went upstairs to change clothes.

The dark suit fits well, making him tall and handsome.

"I'll help you." Cheng Chu said warmly.

Gu Miao's fingertips stagnated and handed over the tie according to the words.

"Lower your head." The girl raised her eyes and whispered.

His heart trembled, his dark eyes gleamed with light, and he bowed his head obediently.

The girl lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like dandelions flying all over the sky in spring, and a few strands fell on Gu Miao's heart.

Itchy, but with the warmth of spring.

"Okay." The girl's white and slender fingers straightened on his collar, and her voice was very gentle.

Gu Miao lowered her eyes, shaking her fingertips, her eyes were inexplicably warm.

The warm sunlight outside the window shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the person feel warm.

He looked at the girl in front of him, his dark eyes were like the deep pools blown by the spring breeze, and there were waves of gentle and gentle waves.

This seems to be his dream life.

The room was silent, and he heard his own heart beat faster than one, accompanied by the surging love in his body, like a rushing tide, almost drowning him.

The villa was quiet, the door was opened, and the birds on the trees at the door were chirping.

Gu Miao lowered her head and gently kissed the girl's lips.

"I'm leaving."

The girl hugged his neck, her delicate lips touched his cheek, and whispered, "Then I'll wait for you to go home."

The weather is fine today.

The employees of the company found that Mr. Gu, who likes to work overtime, has started to leave work on time these days.

In the afternoon, Gu Miao received a call from Cheng Chu.

He was immersed in his work and frowned subconsciously when he heard the phone ring, but the moment he saw the screen of the phone, the smile burst from his eyes.

He hurriedly answered the phone, his low voice was gentle, "Chuchu."

The girl on the other end of the phone said in a clear voice, "Brother Miao, I ordered takeout, cake and coffee for you, but I ordered hot cocoa for you. You have a bad stomach and you can't drink coffee."

Gu Miao's heart warmed, "Well, good."

The girl seemed to have something to do, so she hung up the phone without saying a word to him.

The office has a wide field of vision, and you can overlook the vast river view through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

The setting sun fell in wisps, it was clearly a cold winter day, but his heart was soaked in the gentle spring water, and his limbs and bones were softened.

Takeaway arrived quickly.

Gu Miao put down the phone and walked out of the office.

Looking at the long queue, I realized that the "you" in Cheng Chu's mouth refers to the whole company.

I thought it was for him alone.

President Gu pursed his lips and silently stood at the back of the team.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu."

Several employees with coffee and cakes passed by and quickly thanked them.

The employees who were still in line reacted and hurriedly retreated to both sides to make way for him.

Gu Miao stepped forward with a solemn face.

Cakes come in many flavors, cut into small triangles, wrapped in plastic wrap, and neatly laid out on the table.

"What about hot cocoa?"

Gu Miao looked around, but couldn't find the hot cocoa that Cheng Chu had ordered for him, so he hurriedly asked the employee next to him.

The employee who was pulled froze and replied tremblingly: "Just now, it seems that President Jiang took it away."

He raised his eyes tentatively, and when he saw Gu Miao's cold face, he couldn't help shivering.

"Well, that, there's a caramel macchiato here, why don't you drink this?"

he said shiveringly.

Gu Miao said in a low voice, "No need, you can share it yourself, and work hard after eating."

He understood that he had only just taken office, and Cheng Chu was helping him win people's hearts.

The person next to him looked at Gu Miao's back, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hey, why do you think Mr. Gu is so obsessed with hot cocoa?"

"Who knows, he usually doesn't drink much coffee."

"Looking at the direction he's going, it seems to be President Jiang's office. He's not going to ask for the hot cocoa."

"Should... no, a cup of hot cocoa, what?"

"That's right, I should just talk about work."

On the other side, Mr. Gu, who was going to "talk about work", stood in front of Jiang Xing's desk, his dark eyes drooping, and he looked at him coldly.

Jiang Xing leaned on the back of the chair, raised his hand holding hot cocoa, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Gu, for being so considerate, even knowing that I don't like coffee, so I ordered hot cocoa for me."

He laughed a few times, "Old Gu, you are cold-faced and warm-hearted."

Gu Miao pursed her lips tightly, looked at the relieved man in front of her, and suppressed the grievances in her heart.

That's what Chu Chu ordered for me!

But it was a colleague for several years, and it was not good to lose his temper at him because of a cup of hot cocoa, so he swallowed the bitterness in his heart and glanced at him coldly.

"nice! You love it."

With that said, Gu Miao pushed open the door and left.

In the evening, the sun went down, and since he was busy with the previous get off work, Gu Miao got off work on time every day.

He explained something to the secretary, and was about to get on the elevator when his phone vibrated.

"I ordered a restaurant and I'll wait for you downstairs in your company. If you still have work to do, take your time, no hurry."

How can you be in a hurry! Gu Miao's eyes lit up and strode onto the elevator.

The reception area on the first floor is very large, but it is only a few meters away from the elevator entrance.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Gu Miao saw Cheng Chu and Jiang Xing sitting in the waiting area.

Jiang Xing is also one of the most popular high-level executives in the company. He loves to dress up, has an easy-going personality, is humorous and is very popular among the little girls in the company.

Not knowing what to say, Cheng Chu in front of him covered his mouth and smiled.

Gu Miao shook her teeth, stepped over, and whispered, "Chuchu."

Only then did Cheng Chu notice that Gu Miao was behind him, so he turned his head quickly and replied with a smile, "You're off work, it's so early today."

"Well, it's been a bit more relaxed recently." He gently held the girl's soft little hand, "Let's go, let's go to dinner."

"Mr. Jiang, let's go." Jiang Xing, who was beside Cheng Chuchong, beckoned.

Jiang Xing's eyes widened, his eyes wandered between the two of them in surprise, and finally landed on the hands that were holding each other.

"You, you, are you his girlfriend?"

Cheng Chu nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Xing now has 18,000 regrets in his heart. Who would have known that the beautiful girl who was chatting up downstairs in the company was actually Gu Miao's girlfriend.

In winter, the cold wind blows in with the automatic door that opens and closes at the door of the company.

Jiang Xing smirked twice and said, "Then, then you can go, hehe."

Gu Miao turned her back to Cheng Chu, her dark eyes swept over him coldly, but her tone to Cheng Chu was gentle: "Let's go, what are you going to eat tonight?"

Cheng Chu was dragged by him two steps, "Hotpot, how is it?"

"What you say is what." Gu Miao said.

The two took the elevator and went to the underground parking lot.

Cheng Chu sat in the co-pilot and said with a smile, "I feel that this President Jiang should have a good relationship with you. Don't be jealous. People are just chatting."

"Yeah." Gu Miao came over, and the hot breath brushed against her ear.

With a "click", he helped Cheng Chu fasten his seat belt before saying sullenly, "He drank my hot cocoa today."

You bought it for me on purpose!

He pursed his lips, his dark eyes showed a trace of grievance, and added: "I have nothing to drink."

"Pfft" Cheng Chu couldn't help laughing, "Our President Gu is really stingy, just a cup of hot cocoa, I'll order a few more cups next time."

He is not stingy!

Being laughed at by the girl, Gu Miao became even more annoyed. He sat with his eyes lowered, his trembling eyelashes like a small fan, sweeping down Cheng Chu's heart.

The smile in her eyes was even deeper, almost overflowing from her bright peach blossom eyes.

"Come here." She hooked at Gu Miao.

Although his face was aggrieved, his actions were honest, and he came over almost immediately.

"Make it up." Cheng Chu "snapped" and kissed the man's stern profile.

The parking lot is quiet.

Gu Miao's body stagnated for a moment, and then slowly a light pink halo spread.

"Well, don't you get angry?" Cheng Chu asked with a smile.

There was light in his dark eyes, and he answered in a low voice, "Yeah."

This is much sweeter than hot cocoa.

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