"Okay." But he answered as soon as he opened his mouth.

Looking at Huo Qingzhi who was leaning in his arms, he still couldn't bear to leave, so he plucked up the courage and tentatively said, "I have nothing to do this afternoon, do you need my help?"

"Then..." Huo Qingzhi thought for a while, "I suddenly want to drink sea salt cheese latte."

"Buy, buy, buy! I'm going to buy it now!" Song Yuran immediately stood up and walked out quickly.

After walking a few steps, Huo Qingzhi stopped her. She turned around and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Do you want to buy anything else?"

Huo Qingzhi didn't speak. He looked down at the coat covering his lap, gathered it up and put it on his arms, and then got up and walked towards her.

Song Yuran reached out to pick up the coat, but the other party had already opened the coat by the collar and put it on her shoulders.

"Coat, don't forget." While speaking, Huo Qingzhi stretched out his hand to the side of her neck to the back of her neck, and his body shuddered uncontrollably the moment he touched the gland.

Aware of this reaction, Huo Qingzhi first smiled, then pulled her hair out of the collar of the jacket, and quickly withdrew her hand.

Song Yuran blushed, quickly responded, and left the office quickly.

It was only when he reached the elevator entrance that he grabbed the collar and put his hands into the cuffs.

The jacket swayed twice with her movements, and the faint scent of perfume adhering to it spread around. Song Yuran couldn't hold back, and grabbed the collar and sniffed it vigorously.

"Ah~" Song Yuran sighed, "Why do you look so perverted?"

She shook her head, gathered her mood and stepped into the elevator.

Fortunately, the lunch break was over, and didn't meet any familiar colleagues along the way.

After buying two cups of latte, she passed by a fruit shop. After thinking about it, she went in and bought a fruit platter.

They are all seasonal fruits, and there are quite a variety of them. There are no other problems except that they are more expensive.

On the way back to the company, Song Yuran suddenly received a call from Lei Hai, staring at the caller displayed on the screen, she was a little puzzled, everything about the online store has been dealt with, what else should contact?

"Hi, Rego."

"Xiao Song." Lei Hai, who is the person in charge of the website, has been very busy since the fight for Taohuo, and he didn't make any false claims with her when he got connected, and said straight to the point: "Is your company's factory taking orders for clothing?"

As soon as Song Yuran heard it, the sound of collecting money immediately sounded in his mind, and he hurriedly said, "Pick up, pick up! What good care does Brother Lei have?!"

"That's right, I know a boss who has a clothing order on hand and hasn't been able to find a suitable factory to do it, so he wanted to ask if you can take it." Lei Hai paused, "It's just that the order is small... I guess Mr. Huo can see it."not on."

What Song Yuran thought was that since it was the boss introduced by Lei Hai, it must be an order worth millions of dollars every minute, so he accepted it without thinking, "For Brother Lei's sake, no matter how small we are, we will accept it!"

"It's fine if you want to pick it up. The boss is abroad. When he comes back, arrange to meet Mr. Huo as soon as possible. I'll push his secretary's contact information to you in a while, so you can communicate."

At the end of the call, Song Yuran's face was full of smiles, and she spun and jumped and cheered in her heart, finally waiting for a big fat sheep, who has been on the rise and reached the pinnacle of foreign trade since then.

—Of course, these are all her imaginations.

"What's so happy about it?" The overly bright smile on his face inevitably caught Huo Qingzhi's attention.

Song Yuran took out the latte and fruit from the bag, and said with a smile, "Mr. Lei from Pintao called me just now. Guess what good he wants to do with me? He said he wanted to introduce us to a clothing order, so I pinched my finger."It must be a big deal!"

Huo Qingzhi thought it was funny, so he couldn't help pouring cold water on her, and said calmly: "If it's really a 'big' order, I'm afraid it won't be our turn."

"Don't say such frustrating words!" Song Yuran said immediately, "It's different now, what is Lei Hai's status now, the person in charge of the shopping website, can you introduce us to the small list of chicken feathers?"

"Yes, yes." Huo Qingzhi nodded perfunctorily, "It's best as you wish."

Song Yuran had a beautiful idea in his heart, and stayed in the office in the afternoon with the air conditioner blowing on to appreciate Boss Huo's beauty and prosperity.

But this peace didn't last long, and was broken by a sudden incident.

The boss introduced by Lei Hai was named Wu, and the secretary was named Liu. After adding the contact information, Secretary Liu called to inquire about the order.

The other party quickly said that they would send someone to send clothing samples to facilitate Huasen's pattern-making and quotation. It is best to produce a sample to check the quality.

Song Yuran thought there was nothing wrong, and went downstairs to pick up the samples when the delivery arrived.

It was packed in a courier box, which looked small and light. When took it back to the office and opened it, there were several samples inside.

Song Yuran picked up one of the skirts, looked at it carefully, and said excitedly: "Mr. Huo, although Secretary Liu didn't say the specific order quantity, I have a hunch that this will definitely be a big order!"

"Oh?" Huo Qingzhi raised his eyebrows, "Why do you see that?"

"Look at these clothes, although you can't see anything from the washing label, I found that the size of these clothes is generally too large, not like our domestic size, and the skeleton of foreigners is bigger than ours. I look like they are exported.Order." Song Yu suddenly paused, "Since it is a foreign trade order, the quantity must not be small!"

Song Yuran was still immersed in the joy of the big order, and without saying a few words, she took the sample to the production department to find a pattern maker, and asked them to make samples as quickly as possible for customers to see.

Just spent an afternoon in the production department, and when came back to senses, it was past four o'clock, and it was time to get off work in less than half an hour.

Only then did he remember the purpose of coming today, he slapped his head, and after saying hello to the pattern maker, he quickly slipped away.

When he returned to the office, the door was ajar. Song Yuran knocked on the door, pushed it a short distance, and poked half of his head in.

She saw Huo Qingzhi standing by the window and was on the phone. Hearing the voice, she turned around and waved at her while dealing with the voice on the other end of the phone.

The fruit platter on the table has not been touched since she put it down, even the plastic seal is still intact, and it has long since lost the cool feeling when it was taken out of the refrigerator when it was bought.

Song Yuran opened the transparent packaging box, and used a plastic fork to pick up a small piece of watermelon. Fortunately, the temperature of the air conditioner in the office was just right, so that the taste would not change, and it was still a little cool.

While stealing food, she turned her head and saw Mr. Huo staring at her. She rested her elbow in one hand and answered the phone with the other. There were constant voices on the other end. Huo Qingzhi just listened quietly without speaking.

Being caught stealing food, Song Yuran blushed, quickly swallowed the watermelon in her mouth, forked a piece of cantaloupe, and asked her if she wanted to eat it with her mouth.

Huo Qingzhi didn't make a sound, but opened his mouth and made an 'ah' mouth shape.

The little secretary understood, and quickly moved forward with the fruit plate, and handed the cantaloupe to her mouth.

Mr. Huo ate the cantaloupe silently, while responding with a single "um" from his throat.

It's quite easy.

Song Yuran thought for a while, grabbed the handle of a cherry, lifted it up, and brought it to Huo Qingzhi's mouth.

When Huo Qingzhi opened his mouth, she avoided it, twice in a row. The scene was so funny that she couldn't help laughing silently.

It could be seen that Mr. Huo was a little annoyed, he grabbed her wrist, this time Song Yuran was honest, and waited for Mr. Huo to grab the cherry in his mouth.

But the other party opened his mouth, biting not the plump red fruit, and lightly bit the knuckle of her index finger, Song Yuran did not expect the other party to make such a move, his hand shook, and the cherry fruit handle naturally fell from his hand.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Huo Qingzhi caught the cherry and raised his eyebrows a little more provocatively when he put it in his mouth.

Song Yuran's knuckles were stained with the color of the other party's lip gloss, and the bright red was particularly conspicuous on his fair skin.

Can't play, can't play.

Song, who has self-knowledge, confessed in his heart.

"Mr. Huo, I'm done talking. What do you think of this plan?" The voice from the handset of the mobile phone can be heard clearly in this quiet environment without the need for an external speaker.

But this is not something that can be solved with just 'hmm'. Huo Qingzhi hadn't spit out the cherry pit in his mouth yet, when he was suddenly asked about his thoughts, his subconscious reaction was to spit out the foreign object in his mouth first.

So she started looking for the trash can. Song Yuran panicked when she saw it, but the panic became more and more anxious. She didn't know which muscle was wrong in her brain, and suddenly reached out to cover Huo Qingzhi's mouth.

"???" The other party was caught off guard by this sudden movement.

"..." Song Yuran wished she could find a place to sneak in. She knew that her original intention at that second was to make Huo Qingzhi spit the cherry pit into her hand, but it didn't matter when he shot it.silence.

Song Yuran was extremely embarrassed, the two of them froze for two seconds, and heard another tentative voice from the other end: "Mr. Huo? Are you there?"

Only then did she recall the current situation, she loosened her hand a little, and then signaled the other party to spit it out with her eyes.

"I'm here, your plan just now..."

This made her face blush, Song Yuran quickly threw the fruit core into the trash can, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Clean water poured down from the back of the white hands, and the hands rubbed out the white bubbles of the hand sanitizer, and then applied the bubbles all over the hands, washing them thoroughly.

After washing, she sniffed with her nose. The rose scent from the hand sanitizer made her very satisfied. Song Yuran was extremely thankful at this moment. Fortunately, she had washed her hands before returning to the office. Otherwise, the bacteria on her hands and the smell of the cloth that had been in contactAbsolutely a sight to behold.

It's this sudden act of receiving fruit cores... It's too ambiguous.

Song Yuran couldn't help but blush, it's over, what if Mr. Huo sees that something is wrong with her...

When he returned to the office, Huo Qingzhi had finished making the phone call and was sitting on the boss's chair, holding a fork in one hand with half a strawberry on it, which he put into his mouth gracefully, chewing slowly.

Thinking of the scene just now, Song Yuran, who finally calmed down, felt palpitations again, and whispered: "Mr. Huo..."

Huo Qingzhi raised his eyes and replied, "I see."

"Ah?" Song Yu was stunned for a moment, "Do you know what I'm going to say?"

"I just want to talk about the order. Judging by what you did just now, the sample production must be going smoothly." While speaking, you can still see the deep helplessness in Mr. Huo's eyes.

"..." The little secretary has an opinion. Although she originally meant it, but now that Mr. Huo has said it out, she certainly doesn't admit that she would be so uninteresting.

"You're talking like I'm a workaholic. I'm on vacation now! Can't you say something happy?"

"For example?" Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows, showing a little interest.

"For example..." Song Yu suddenly paused, "What shall we have for dinner?"

Huo Qingzhi replied: "Eat you."

"???"What?What do you mean?

At this moment, the speed in Song Yuran's mind has reached 120, what to eat?Can this be said in the office?Is there anything so exciting???Don't you give me a little preparation?How embarrassing!

Huo Qingzhi took all kinds of peachy emotions that flashed in her eyes into his eyes, and added the next sentence calmly: "——cooked food."

"..." The little secretary was a little bit annoyed, "Can you stop panting so much when you speak!"

"Is there any problem?" Mr. Huo asked with an innocent face, she stood up, raised her hand to gently lift her chin with her index finger and middle finger, and said something full of jokes: "Or, what are you thinking about?"What about it?"

Song Yuran only felt that an arrow had been shot in his knee, and he was so guilty that he didn't dare to refute, so he replied weakly: "In novels, if you are as provocative as you are, you will be pushed against the wall and kissed!"

"Oh, really?" Mr. Huo laughed, "Unfortunately, you dare not."

Song Yuran read the contempt in those eyes.

How can it be repaired!

She felt that her dignity as an alpha was being trampled on!

With a fever in his head, he slightly bent down and hugged Huo Qingzhi off the ground, and let her sit on the desk.

According to the routine of normal TV dramas, there should be a table-thumping at this moment, approaching a passionate kiss like a storm, to make the kiss honest.

But after doing this, Song Yuran's mind cleared up, and her aura suddenly weakened. Disturbing relatives without mutual confirmation of their hearts is an act of sexual harassment.

But she was so angry that Huo Qingzhi had no room to fight back, and she was ruthlessly laughed at. She raised her hand, curled her index finger and gently tapped her forehead.

The impotent and furious action made Mr. Huo giggle. She put her hands on Song Yuran's shoulders, wrapped her neck around her neck, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what I like about you the most?"

Song Yuran said unhappily: "I was played by you in the palm of my hand."

"It's a good thing it's not a verb."

"?" Song Yu was stunned, and realized that a large truck ran over her face, almost flattening her face.

Angrily said: "The harder you flirt, the straighter your sexual orientation will be."

"I am indeed 'straight'." Huo Qingzhi picked her chin, "As for which way to go straight, you will know soon."

After finishing speaking, he got off the desk, "Let's go, get off work."

Another day led by Mr. Huo.

Before going home, went to the mall to buy ingredients and a red wine to make beef stew.

"I'll change clothes first." Huo Qingzhi said while changing shoes in the entrance.

"It's okay, just change slowly." Song Yuran said, "The meal isn't ready so quickly, you can take a bath first."

Tomorrow is the weekend, thinking that don't have to go to work, and have plenty of time, so plan to cook some tedious and time-consuming cooking, but Song Yuran knows that Huo Qingzhi is busy and tired these days, so he doesn't ask her to help.

Unable to resist, Huo Qingzhi had no choice but to come down, without changing his clothes, and went straight into the bathroom after changing into his indoor slippers.

There are many stewed dishes, and it doesn't take much time to prepare the ingredients. Song Yuran washes the rice, stews the beef, and leaves the rest to time.

Wait until the beef is almost mature, and then cook several other relatively short dishes.

After arranging everything, Song Yuran, who had nothing to do, simply sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch the latest soap opera.

The mobile phone at hand suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was from Huo Qingzhi. She subconsciously looked in the direction of the bathroom.

Why use text to communicate when we are all at home?

Only after clicking open did he know the reason, Huo Qingzhi forgot to take his clothes in the shower, and asked her to help him get a pajamas.

[Song Yuran]: What do you want?

[Huo Qingzhi]: There are pajamas in the door on the left of the closet, you can pick any one.

So Song Yuran got up and went into the bedroom to get her pajamas. According to Huo Qingzhi's instructions, she opened the wardrobe on the left, and there were all kinds of pajamas hanging on it, including button-up, nightdresses, and nightgowns.squinted.

I thought of just taking one at random, anyway, if you don't like it, you can change it again.

But as soon as she picked up a set of pajamas, she changed her mind. Her eyes fell on a black nightgown, and she took it out for a closer look.

Made of silk, the fabric is very smooth, with a little lace on the lace, and the suspenders look a little sexy.

She suddenly smiled wickedly, this person is always provocative, it's time to let her know the dangers of society!