The Lover’s Prattle

Chapter 7: President Slag (7)

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Except for New Year's Eve and New Year's Day, fireworks are not allowed in urban areas.

He didn't know how much Feng Qi spent to get in, and at night he watched the fireworks with his arms around her on the roof.

Red fireworks bloomed into a huge heart in the sky, Feng Qi took out the ring from his suit pocket, placed his chin on top of her head, the heat kept warm and humid on her head while speaking, "Baby, be my Mrs. Feng."

"Hmm." Qing Ruo twisted her wrist to escape from his hand, "What's the benefit?"

Feng Qi twisted her body back, lowered his head to touch her forehead, "Good? I'll buy you whatever you want."

"And what if I want a comet?"

Feng Qi frowned, and thought about it for a while, "I'll contact the space agency tomorrow to see if there is an unnamed asteroid for you to buy."

Qing Ruo laughed, put her fingertips against his chest, raised her chin slightly, "Put the ring on me."

Feng Qi bowed his head and kissed her, and put a ring on her while kissing tenderly.

The fireworks were not over yet, and the sound of fireworks blooming was all around my ears, and the night sky above my head was dyed with strange colors, Feng Qi hugged her and whispered softly, "This will be your home from now on, wait for me to coax you when you quarrel, don't leave."

Before receiving the marriage certificate, the two went for a notarization of pre-marital property. Chu Yang was a little puzzled, "If you don't want to give her a penny, why bother to go for a notarization?"

Feng Qi tore off his tie in the back seat and threw it aside. The troublesomeness of the wedding with An Qi had directly cast a shadow in his heart. If he had first mentioned that he didn't want to socialize with so many people, the wedding would be over.

He was going on his honeymoon, and he was working overtime at the company during this time, so he was exhausted.

He didn't hear the answer, so Chu Yang glanced in the rearview mirror, and he felt a little gloated when he saw someone so tired and gloomy.

When he got home, the light was on in the entrance, and his slippers were put aside.

Qing Ruo was sitting on the sofa with the TV on, but her attention was on the drawing board in her hand. She seemed to like sketching in the past two days, and she would draw with a brush if she had nothing to do.

"came back."

"Yeah." Feng Qi took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack, watching her back as she walked towards the sofa step by step, her tired body recharging step by step.

She bent down and looked at her sketchbook carefully, "There is progress, this little duck is very cute."

The pencil pauses.

Feng Qi also felt something was wrong, sat down next to her with dry laughs, held her hand and shook it, "Tell me what you drew."

Qing Ruo gave him a sad look, "Swan..."

"Yeah. The drawing is pretty good, very similar." Feng Qi's technique of opening his eyes and telling nonsense became more and more proficient.

Qing Ruo put the sketchbook aside, turned over and knelt on the sofa and squeezed his shoulders, "Do you want supper?"

Feng Qi gained five catties this year.

There must be a seaside place for honeymoon trips, for his swimsuit show, Feng Qi has not only eaten less but also worked out recently, he was hooked by such a gluttonous question from her.

He stood up and picked him up and walked up, "Yeah. I prefer to have you for supper."

The two of them flung themselves on the bed as soon as they entered the room. Qingruo was tormented so badly by him that she fell asleep after coming out of the bathroom with her arms in her arms.

Feng Qi was not careful, the windows in the room were left open.

It rained in the middle of the night, and it was getting heavier and heavier, the curtains in the room were flying, the air was getting colder and colder, mixed with the raindrops blown in by the wind, the humidity was getting heavier.

His arms were warm, Qing Ruo kept digging into his arms, her hair rubbed against his chest itching.

Feng Qi woke up with various senses, first he hugged the person in his arms and kissed him, then turned his head to look at the window.

The rainwater that fell in around the window has surrounded a small water mark, which is faintly glowing in the night light, and the curtains are still flying around, bringing raindrops to the whole room and making it wet.

Feng Qi sighed, a gust of wind came over, the room became a bit colder, and the person in his arms almost got into the middle of the bed to sleep.

Feng Qi patted her on the back to coax her, got up naked to close the window, when he walked over, he was thrown by the curtain twice, and got some water on his body.

The humidity in the room is heavy, if she sleeps like this, she will definitely catch a cold tomorrow, Feng Qi put on his own clothes and was wrapped in a quilt and carried to the next room.

Halfway through, Qingruo wakes up in a daze and calls him, "What's Feng Qi doing?"

"It's okay, sleep with you, I'll be by your side."

She turned her head and fell asleep again.

Qingruo woke up in the morning and found that she had changed to another room, and the person who was supposed to go to work was looking at her with his arms stretched out.

"Hmm~" After stretching his waist, he asked lazily, "Why don't you go to work?"

Feng Qi stretched out his hand to pinch her nose and shook it, "Say, what drug did you drug me?" He actually thought the look of Baqiu with shit eyes was cute... Feng Qi himself felt a little chilly, so he lowered his head and kissed her . "Get up and go to work with me?"

Qing Ruo turned her back to him, "No." She refused decisively.

Feng Qi was just saying it casually, but when she refused it became more serious, "No, get up and go with me." Stretching out his hand under the quilt to scratch her itchy flesh, "Why am I so tired from working overtime? Why are you hanging out at home? Take your time."

Qing Ruo was tickled by him and laughed, wiped her tears and hugged the quilt and hid aside, "Because you want to make money to buy things for me."

It makes sense, but Feng Qi still doesn't want to let her go.

Feng Qi rushed over to continue scratching her, Qing Ruo hugged the quilt with one hand. A hand stretched out to grab him, but Feng Qi easily pulled him back, raised his eyebrows, "Yo~ kitten's paw."

Qing Ruo didn't pull it out after pulling it twice, she stretched out her foot behind his back in anger and kicked him.

Feng Qi was unprepared and was kicked in the face. Seeing her triumphant look, he secretly ground his teeth, and he didn't want to let her go.

In the end, Qing Ruo, who was inferior in strength, was stuffed into a professional suit by De Feng Qi and brought to the company.

The lady secretary at the door greeted the newly appointed lady boss and the boss with great enthusiasm, "Madam is here, do you want coffee or tea?"

Feng Qi refused, "No need, Madam is here to experience the life of a secretary today. She will make my coffee, and you will teach her what you are doing later."

Qing Ruo twitched the corners of her mouth, a certain person was so proud that her eyebrows were about to fly, she nodded to the embarrassed secretary opposite, "Well, go get busy, I'll be fine."

Miss Secretary left with a very weird attitude. No matter how absurd Mr. Feng is, he has always strived for perfection in his work and cannot tolerate any flaws. It can be seen that he really cares about the boss lady.

Feng Qi doesn't like sweets, so Qing Ruo deliberately put several cubes of sugar when making coffee, carried them to the door and knocked on the door, "President Feng, your coffee is ready."

As expected of an actor, Feng Qi put down the pen in his hand and sat up straight, "Come in."

Qing Ruo has a good figure, and all the advantages of her professional attire can be brought out from her body. And the softly draped hair lacked the coldness and seriousness of the workplace, and was a little softer, just like her person.

Qing Ruo came all the way in her high heels without making a sound, bent slightly to put the coffee cup on his table, her gaze never falling on his face.

Feng Qi found it unbelievable that she had really become a secretary completely, not just like, and asked her a little strangely, "Why is she in such a bad state when she was on camera?" He lifted his coffee cup and took a sip. Very fragrant and sweet.

Feng Qi curled his lips, little guy.

Qing Ruo had already walked to the door, turned around and looked at him indifferently, "It's fine if you can eat enough. After becoming famous, there are many things. I like a leisurely life." Blinking at him, "For example, if you marry a rich man, you can sit down every day. Count the money at home."

Qing Ruo worked as a secretary for a long time, Feng Qi's original secretary was a little bit shocked, and wrote an application in the afternoon. It was probably to apply to stay in the job to study for three months, typed two pages of A4 paper and showed it to Feng Qi, hoping that Feng Qi would agree to sign it.

Feng Qi didn't bother to look at it, Feng's has a fixed time for employee training in batches, "Didn't you just finish the training?"

Miss Secretary folded her hands in front of her body, she said this a little shyly, "Seeing Madam today, I feel that I am not in good condition."

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows and waited for the next sentence.

"Madam has never done this kind of work before, I just said briefly. Some things are better than mine. So I think it's time for me to learn."

Oh, Feng Qi couldn't hold back his smile at all, and didn't answer her if it was okay. Ask her, "Where is Qingruo?"

"Ma'am and Chute have gone to help the monthly report data of the statistics department."

Feng Qi nodded, and signed the secretary's application. "Wait for a while until I come back from my honeymoon. You can ask for a list of people who are interested in training."

"yes."

Not only Miss Secretary, but even Chu Yang spoke highly of Qing Ruo, Feng Qi felt comfortable and a little sour. I don't know why I am so sour.

Feng Qi still had to work overtime. In the past, either Chu Yang was waiting for him, or the driver was waiting for him, but today he became Qing Ruo.

She had nothing to do, she was curled up on the sofa and read a magazine, her lap was covered with his suit jacket.

Almost everyone in the building is off work, only the sound of keyboards on Feng Qi's side, and the occasional sound of flipping pages of books on her side.

Waiting for the time for the document to be printed, Feng Qi turned his head to look at her, the sky behind him was getting darker at night, the lamp beside the sofa lined up half of her face, her thin lips were half white and half pink, Feng Qi remembered the soft touch, bringing With the taste of peaches.

Suddenly, I feel that it doesn't matter if I look at each other every day and get bored with someone for a long time.

Feng Qi remembered the question Chu Yang asked him last night, put aside the documents in his hand, and took out an agreement from the drawer. This was prepared by him before, and he printed it out by himself. Commitment.

Originally, he wanted to ask her to come over, but he turned his head to see that her shoes were off beside her, and it was troublesome to get up, so Feng Qi walked over with the agreement and a pen.

Hearing the voice Qing Ruo raised his head from the book, and smiled when he saw him, his brows were soft, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qi sat down beside her, and handed the agreement with the pen to her hand, "Take a look, I have already signed it, after you sign it, it will be notarized tomorrow."

A very simple agreement, Party A Feng Qi, Party B Song Qingruo, Party A and Party B will terminate their marriage no matter who the reason is, Feng Qi will give Qing Ruofeng 10% of the shares for free or discounted at the market price.

After reading with her chin poised, Qing Ruo casually put it on the table in front of her, and looked sideways at him, "What do you mean?"

Feng Qi frowned slightly, he couldn't figure out what it was like, he reached out and hugged her into his arms, twisting a lock of her hair between his fingers, "I didn't want to give it at first, but I'll give it after thinking about it."

Qing Ruo leaned on his shoulder and smiled softly, "Then don't give it."

Feng Qi lowered his head and looked at her, with the corners of his eyes wide open, and his tone was stern, "No, you should know that for a person like me, I can't give you the promise of growing old together forever, while I have the heart, I will give you some retreats, it's hard to say I will go too far in the future."

Seeing Qingruo staring at him blankly, Feng Qi also felt that his tone was too serious, he stroked her hair and comforted her gently with his palm, his voice softened, "This is the agreement I wrote before the notarization of pre-nuptial property. Yes. The notarization of property just wants you to know not to leave me. It is rare for me to be soft-hearted towards you. I am afraid that I will bully you in the future." He came over and kissed her on the forehead, "Good boy, sign it."