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    Huo Qingzhi opened the wet tissue box on the table, and wiped his fingers leisurely.

    The subordinate on the opposite side was puzzled by her sudden movement, and was wondering if his explanation was too boring, leaving Mr. Huo to wipe his hands in idleness?Raising his eyes, he met Huo Qingzhi's scrutinizing gaze.

    Immediately lowered his head, suppressed the panic and guilt in his heart, pretended to be calm and continued to speak.

    While speaking, deliberately amplified hearing, and heard the sound of wet wipes rubbing against the skin, and the wet wipes were thrown into the trash can, making the sound of rubbing against the plastic bag inside.

    Afterwards, Mr. Huo took another clean tissue and wiped his fingers slowly.

    He raised his head slightly and saw Mr. Huo from the corner of his eye. He wiped his fingers with a dry paper towel, and then rolled them into balls and threw them into the trash can.

    "How to calculate the loss of this part?"

    Hearing the boss's question, he didn't dare to be distracted, and quickly sorted out his words to answer.

    Halfway through the speech, he heard Mr. Huo say "uh", he raised his head in doubt, and tentatively said, "Mr. Huo?"

    Mr. Huo's eyes were cold and indifferent, and he said without changing his expression: "Continue."

    "Okay." He lowered his head again and continued his explanation.

    Song Yuran, who was hiding under the desk, hooked the corners of her lips. Satisfied with the effect, she wanted to get closer, and pressed her forehead with one hand, intending to push her down.

    Anyway, now that Huo Qingzhi is in a passive position, Song Yuran, who has initially achieved the prank, is not willing to give up. She raised her hand to grab Huo Qingzhi's wrist, pulled her hand away, and clasped her fingers tightly with her fingers, while preventing her from having any more trouble.Opportunity to 'rebel'.

    Mr. Huo was wearing a skirt today, which was very convenient for her movements. Song Yuran tilted his head slightly, and kissed her round knee.

    Immediately afterwards, Huo Qingzhi felt like getting an electric shock, and her overlapping legs radiated flat. She knew that the next second her body's reaction was to retreat, so she quickly went around with one hand to catch her knee socket, and fixed itDon't let her back down.

    She felt Huo Qingzhi's fingers tightened, her thumb curled up, and her round nails scraped at her tiger's mouth, as if to warn her.

    Song Yu ignored her, but that hand still restrained her.

    She put her hand on Huo Qingzhi's knee, and tentatively twirled her thumb pads on it. Taking advantage of Mr. Huo's slight force, she separated her legs, and before she could react, she got in and stuck her body between her.

    The voice of the colleague's statement continued, and Song Yuran confirmed that he did not know the undercurrent between them. He boldly protruded his head from an angle that he could not see across the desk, rested his chin on her lap, and looked up at HuoAlways that pretty face.

    As if provocative, she gave Huo Qingzhi a mean smile, causing him to give her a fierce look.

    This look can be lethal to other people, but to Song Yuran, it is no different from flirting, especially in this situation.

    The hand on the knee gradually went up, and suddenly touched something like a hard metal buckle on Huo Qing's leg, which seemed to be a round buckle belt. She was a little curious, and probed around the outline of the belt.

    She didn't think of what it was for a while, so she wanted to lift up the skirt to see what it was.

    Huo Qingzhi seemed to know what she was going to do next, so he couldn't push her away, so he could only use his legs to clamp her intentionally, trying to force her to retreat.

    At the same time, the hand that had been shackled all this time broke free from her palm, and pressed against Song Yuran's shoulder, trying to push her.

    But this was completely innocuous to Song, he tilted his head, and took a bite through the thin gauze skirt.

    The force is very light, usually like being scratched, but now there is a third person in the office, and it was done without the knowledge of the third person.

    Huo Qingzhi's mood was extremely tense, and this made her unconsciously let out another very short "uh".

    The person who made the statement stopped again, thinking that he had made a mistake, and looked at her tremblingly: "Mr. Huo?"

    Song Yuran naturally heard it, and she laughed three times in her heart, knowing that Mr. Huo would never lose his composure in front of outsiders, so she was a little more unscrupulous.

    I have been 'oppressed' for a long time, and it is rare to have the opportunity to stand up and be the master, so naturally will not let it go easily.

    She didn't care what the atmosphere between Mr. Huo and his colleagues was like, she tilted her head and nibbled it closer, satisfied with Mr. Huo's tense body.

    Just about to play with fire again, I suddenly heard the person above say: "I have a video conference now, and the rest will be made into a report summary and handed in to me."

    "???" Song Yu was stunned, why didn't Mr. Huo play cards according to common sense???

    The moment she heard the sound of closing the door, Song Yuran had a feeling that her time was approaching, and before she could back off, she hid under the desk.

    The neckline was suddenly grabbed by someone, and the boss chair in front of him slid back a short distance, and then Mr. Song, who had been hiding under the desk and making troubles, was also picked up by Mr. Huo.

    Song Yuran couldn't stand still, so he sat sideways on Mr. Huo's leg.

    "It's fun, isn't it?" Huo Qingyi put one hand around her waist, one knuckle resting on her waist, Song Yu straightened up reflexively.

    I feel that as long as the answer is not what my girlfriend likes to hear, this hand will be pinched into my waist in minutes.

    How arrogant she was just now, and now Song is so cowardly, she smiled bitterly, "No, I, I didn't do it on purpose."

    "What's this called... Can't help it! Yes, can't help it!" Someone caught a word and started talking nonsense, "Girlfriends at work are the most attractive! I am also a mortal, and I can't resist the charm of my Mr. Huo."Human nature!"

    Huo Qingzhi raised his eyebrows, with an expression of 'you continue to tease me and listen'.

    "So... the magnanimous Mr. Huo will forgive me, right?" Song Yuran blinked her big Kazilan eyes, and if conditions allowed, she wished to wag her tail wildly to prove her obedience, loyalty and harmlessness.

    "Say a few more words and I'll be moved by you."

    When Song Yuran heard this, he suppressed the corners of his mouth that were crazily raised, and tried hard to say something more, but his mind suddenly went blank, and he couldn't think of anything.

    At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

    At this moment, it was like a sudden savior!Song Yuran's eyes lit up, and he said, "Oh, someone is here, let's talk about this later~"

    As she said that, she wanted to get up, but the trapped waist made her dare not act rashly.

    "Mr. Huo? Are you there?" Su Yiqiao's voice came from the door.

    At the same time, she saw the corner of Huo Qingzhi's lips raised, and suddenly had a bad feeling...

    "I'm here." She heard Huo Qingzhi reply loudly, and when she looked dazed, her body seemed to shake, and then she came back to her waist and leaned against a cold hard object.

    She looked down and saw herself leaning against the edge of the desk. Before she could speak, Huo Qingzhi leaned over, put a hand on her waist, and pinned her between him and the desk.

    Before he could hide, he heard the sound of pressing the doorknob and opening the door.

    Fortunately, her back was facing the gate, and all she could see was Huo Qingzhi's face, but when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching step by step, plus she knew someone she knew, she could almost imagine that Su Yiqiao would be in her heartwhat to think.

    For a moment, she was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a crack in the ground and slip in, but now she couldn't move.

    Seeing this scene in the office, Su Yiqiao's first reaction was that she was a light bulb again. With the idea of a quick fix, she said: "Here are the materials you want. I sorted them out. Let's put them here first. Do you have any questions?"Take a look."

    Hearing the familiar voice, Song Yuran, who looked embarrassed, said silently, "Go! Go! Back! Back! Back!"

    But she underestimated her girlfriend's black belly, Huo Qingzhi looked away from her face, and looked at Su Yiqiao behind her, "Bring it to me."

    "???"

    The sound of the high heels got closer and closer, until, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Su Yiqiao standing beside her. She could have avoided meeting Su Yiqiao face to face, but she obviously hadn't figured out the character of her girlfriend who would be revengeful.

    Su Yiqiao and Huo Qingzhi met their gazes, and handed over the document. Seeing that the ears of a certain person pretending to be a quail became more and more red, she watched the excitement and said, "It turns out that Secretary Song is also here."ah."

    Song Yuran's face turned even redder. No matter if he was caught flirting with his boss in the office by an acquaintance, or with such an action, Song Yuran would be too embarrassed to answer the question.

    She couldn't do what Mr. Huo did. She could reply to her subordinates with a blank face, and she just covered her face and shrank into Huo Qing's neck and continued to be an ostrich.

    After Su Yiqiao left, Huo Qingzhi reached out and poked her cheek, and said with a smile: "Everyone is gone, why are you still shrinking?"

    "Woooooo..." Song Yuran covered her face with her hands, "I can't get married."

    She pretended to twitch and raised her head from Huo Qingzhi's neck, and said, "You are responsible."

    Huo Qingzhi still smiled, with a hint of teasing in his smile, and picked her chin with his index finger, "How do you want me to be responsible."

    Somebody Song put his nose on his face: "When we get married, you will buy me a diamond ring the size of a pigeon egg."

    After she finished speaking, she thought that according to Huo Qingzhi's temperament, he would probably respond with a smile, or tease her for being too greedy.

    But I didn't expect to see the expression on Huo Qingzhi's face after he finished speaking, "You think a little far." There was still a smile on his face, but for some reason, Song Yuran felt that the other party didn't want to hear about the topic of marriage.

    I felt a little unhappy, but after thinking about it, it wasn't long before they started, and it was indeed too fast to say this, so changed the subject.

    Moods can be felt, and Huo Qingzhi can naturally sense that Song Yuran's mood has dropped a little. After changing a few topics, the atmosphere stagnated a little.

    She suddenly said: "In my childhood impression, my mother was very busy. Because of me, they worked harder than before from morning to night. They just wanted to let me live a prosperous life and not have to be like them in the future.Go in the rain."

    Song Yuran didn't know why Huo Qingzhi suddenly talked about the past, but just listened quietly.

    "Now that they are gone, Watson is the painstaking effort of most of their lives, and it is also a memorial for me. I want to make it better than the peak period. Before that, I don't want to think about getting married." Huo QingHe paused, worried that she might misunderstand, and added: "It's not that I don't want to marry you, but now I just want to focus on my career. After marriage, it's not just a matter of two people, it's a family."

    Song Yuran can understand Huo Qingzhi's obsession with her mother's hard work, otherwise she would not have swallowed her anger in the company for the past few years, but at the same time she was a little worried, "I can understand, but you put too much pressure on yourself. Before that,I think your mother wants you to be happy."

    Huo Qingzhi shook her head, and she didn't say anything anymore. The difficulty of expressing her emotions towards her deceased relatives made her attach great importance to the company. Perhaps only success could make her come out of the shadow of her parents.

    She believes that day will come soon.

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