Hands-on kiss: The president is too flirtatious

Her sons, Wen Neng and Wu Neng, obtained information out of thin air. They were simply the best gifts God gave her in this life.

So, the decision back then was right, and all the hardships these years have been worth.

"Okay, let's go." Li Jiarou took Li Xiaobai's hand, and the vicissitudes in his eyes were quickly hidden.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

In the magazine office, Li Jiarou watched the last few colleagues pack up and leave. She glanced at the stack of documents in her hand and felt deeply saddened.Holding the cup, he wanted to make a cup of coffee to refresh himself, but when he walked to the door of the tea room, he heard a woman's cry.

"Hey... Someone will come in, don't..." Wei Weijiao!Panting, the woman refused on the surface, but the haunting tone revealed the essence of refusal and welcome.

"What are you afraid of, you little bastard, is there anyone in the office who doesn't know about our relationship... Well, little Luoluo, my little baby..." The man's hoarse voice was mixed with vulgar words, intermittently Pass it out.

Li Jiarou silently tiptoed back to her seat with a familiar expression.

Ten minutes later, a woman with heavy make-up walked up to Li Jiarou and smashed another pile of documents on the towering documents with a "clang--", "These things must be finished tomorrow morning." The charming tone of the life is not exactly the one named Luo Luo that was heard from the tea room just now.

Li Jiarou was very reluctant, because these tasks were actually out of her control.But she has such a "deep relationship" with the editor-in-chief, she dared not bow her head under the eaves, so she had to agree with a bitter face.

Only then did Luo Luo smile in satisfaction.He turned his head to leave, but came back because he suddenly remembered something, and said to Li Jiaju casually, "By the way, Gloria, the editor-in-chief said to drink coffee, remember to buy it quickly."

Li Jiarou nodded again, then heard Luo Luo's high-heeled shoes pattering away, then packed up her things helplessly and went downstairs to buy coffee.

When he was about to reach the door, Li Jiarou saw that Luo Luo hadn't left yet, and was standing tremblingly by the side of the road with a small bag in his hand.Just as she was about to say hello, she saw a light gray Porsche suddenly stop in front of Luo Luo, and then a man in a neat suit stepped down from it.

Li Jiarou squinted her eyes, her gaze stayed on the man's handsome face for a few seconds, and she couldn't help but sneered twice.Immediately afterwards, the man took off his coat and put it on Luo Luo's shoulders, and thoughtfully opened the door for her.

Li Jiarou heard Luo Luo complain before getting into the car, "Wen Mo, why are you here so late, I'm so cold in a skirt."

Wen Mo patted Luo Luo's shoulder apologetically, then leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips.When he raised his head, Luo Luo hugged his neck, the shallow kiss turned into a passionate deep French kiss, and Wen Mo placed his hand on Luo Luo's chest.

Under the strong visual impact, Li Jiarou picked up the camera on his neck.This is her occupational disease, and all equipment is carried with her.So such lively and fragrant pictures were frozen in her camera frame by frame.

Li Jiarou checked the results carefully, and after confirming that the picture was clear enough for people to recognize the hero and heroine, she went to buy coffee for the boss in a good mood.

Anyway, she has already got what she wants, and if she continues to read, she is afraid of being the eye of a needle.After all, for a person like Wen Mo who makes a lot of noise with Zhong Yan on the entertainment page, and dares to blatantly make out with other women in the street, he can't say what the lower limit of the scale is.

"Editor-in-Chief, here is the coffee you asked for." Back in the office, Li Jiarou knocked on the door carefully and said.

"Put it on the table, go out." Very disgusted tone.

Li Jiarou sized up their editor-in-chief out of the corner of his eyes, that oily face, those eye-catching nostrils, those small eyes that would kill a fly, just how disgusting his face is, he is no one to come. Yes, why despise her.

But this also made her admire Luo Luo even more. Such a beauty, facing this face and such an unaware conceited personality every day, can still show affectionate appearance, which shows that this girl has a strong mind. To what extent.Poor Wen Mo, every time she makes out with Luo Luo, she is actually kissing their middle-aged editor-in-chief indirectly.

"I fell in love with a wild horse with grassland on its head..." Li Jiarou returned to his seat and hummed softly.