Surrogate wife every step of the way

Zhao Zifeng stared at the thermos bottle for a while and asked, "What is it?"

Liangliang shook her head, expressing that she did not know.

She opened the insulated box, and the dishes inside immediately wafted with fragrance, filling the entire office.

"My mother said, you're too busy, it's not good to go out to eat often. I happened to come over and bring you some, but I really didn't know that the dishes are so rich."

As she spoke, she sniffed it very greedily.

Zhao Zifeng looked out, his deep black eyes suddenly flashed a gleam, "You feed me."

Liangliang half-bent down to smell the vegetables, and asked with a look of disbelief, "Is my sacrifice too great?"

Zhao Zifeng walked slowly to Liangliang's side and sat down, and reminded her, "Private jet."

Liangliang closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and could only bear it for the sake of the private jet.

"Sun Mengjiao, I read yesterday's information, and I still need to change it. Come and get it."

He deliberately called her during this time, in order to let her see the scene he wanted to show.

Sun Mengjiao replied listlessly, and the moment they closed the door, she withdrew her gaze, not wanting him to affect her mood for no reason.

Did not expect him, still refused to let him go.

She lowered her head and didn't even look in the direction of the desk. She walked over quickly, picked up the materials and was about to leave. She caught a glimpse of the feet of the two people from the corner of her eye. Lifting his foot, Zhao Zifeng stopped and said coldly, "Report to me about tomorrow's itinerary."

"Ah, open your mouth, this is delicious."

Liangliang suddenly made a sound, with a coaxing taste, picked up some food with chopsticks, and stuffed it into Zhao Zifeng's mouth.

Zhao Zifeng really opened his mouth, chewed the dish carefully, and swallowed it.

Sun Mengjiao was forced to raise her head. Seeing this extremely uncomfortable scene, she pursed her lips and said, "There are two meetings in the morning, and I will meet with the partner at noon. I haven't decided yet in the afternoon."

After speaking, he lowered his head again.

It was torture for her to look at it like this. The hand holding the document was tightly clenched, and the paper was kneaded until a corner was wrinkled.

"Eat more food, Zifeng."

The girl's delicate voice sounded again, and once again stimulated Sun Mengjiao's nerves.

"Where do you want to go to play this afternoon?"

Zhao Zifeng reached out his hand to take the chopsticks in her hand tenderly, and asked with a smile on his face.

Sun Mengjiao stared at a certain spot on the floor, and slowly realized that the floor had changed into Zhao Zifeng's appearance. Her feet moved slightly, and she wished she could go up and step on it hard.

"As long as you stay with me, I can go anywhere."

The girl threw herself into Zhao Zifeng's arms, it sounded very sweet.

Zhao Zifeng deliberately raised his eyebrows to look at Sun Mengjiao who was standing opposite and stared at the ground, and stretched out his hand to embrace Liangliang into his arms.

He petted his pretty nose, "Silly girl!"

Sun Mengjiao's tightly clenched hands on her side suddenly let go, and she raised her eyes and said grinningly, "Mr. Zhao, there are two other partners who have been making an appointment for a week, and you have been refusing to see them. We can meet in the afternoon. "

The two people who were engrossed in acting suddenly froze.

Liangliang blinked at Zhao Zifeng, as if to say, this cat of yours showed its paws, let's see what you do.

Zhao Zifeng threw the phone on the sofa calmly, and asked in a dignified voice, "When will it be your turn to arrange my affairs?"

Sun Mengjiao clenched her loosened hand again, so tight that her nails sank into the tender flesh of her palm, and she didn't seem to notice the tingling pain.

She bit her lips tightly, her complexion was pale, her black and white eyes were covered with mist, slightly reddened, staring at Zhao Zifeng blankly.

Zhao Zifeng felt a little distressed by her hurt eyes, turned his face away, his face was still gloomy.

"Zifeng, don't be so fierce! I was scared when I saw it..."

Liangliang suddenly leaned against Zhao Zifeng's side, whispering her grievances.

Zhao Zifeng caressed the beautiful back and comforted him, "Don't be afraid."

Sun Mengjiao couldn't stay any longer, and said coldly, "Mr. Zhao, if there's nothing else, I'll go out first."

Just as Zhao Zifeng was about to speak, Liangliang tugged at his sleeve, and said to Sun Mengjiao in a calm tone, "Well, you go out first, Zifeng and I need free space, right?"

Zhao Zifeng was at the side, silent.

Sun Mengjiao didn't see their small movements, she just took it as Zhao Zifeng's acquiescence, turned around, and quickly backed out.

The moment the door was closed, all she could see was the two of them sitting together, which was gradually blocked by the door, and finally when the door closed, she couldn't see anything.

Maybe the two of them are flirting as a matter of course, or they are talking about the so-called feelings affectionately.

It has nothing to do with her!
After closing the door, Zhao Zifeng pulled down the blinds, blocking the inside and the outside.

Sun Mengjiao couldn't help but look over at him. The moment he closed the blinds, a sour feeling came over him suddenly, as if it was about to come out of his eyes.

"Cousin, if you continue playing like this, something will happen to you."

Liangliang admired her fingers with beautifully painted nails, and reminded with a playful face.

Zhao Zifeng sat on the boss chair, leaned back, picked up a document, and carefully read it.

He said indifferently: "It is only effective if you proceed step by step."

Liangliang looked at Zhao Zifeng admiring her nails, shook her head and said, "Cousin, you are putting yourself to death and reborn! You'd better be careful, women are scary creatures, like me."

Zhao Zifeng glanced lightly, "You are not considered a woman."

"Cousin, you're too pushy, I'm not a woman at all?"

The pretty and tall figure leaned forward, very unconvinced, thought for a while and shrank back, muttering and looking outside: "That's right, in your eyes, I'm afraid there is only the one outside."

Zhao Zifeng flicked through the files for a moment, his serious expression relaxed slightly.

"However, what you said just now, cousin, was too harsh. What if you scare her away and feel sad?"

Hearing Liangliang's gloating words, Zhao Zifeng's previously relieved expression froze again, and he gave her a cold and sharp look.

Although there are no taboos in speaking, and she can say whatever she wants, but she is still afraid of this cousin who stomps his feet in the business world and will make an earthquake.

No, after looking at her like this, she shut up very timidly.

"Cousin, do I still need to come tomorrow?"

The office was so quiet that only the rustling sound of Zhao Zifeng writing on the paper with a pen was left. Liangliang was leaning on the sofa playing with her mobile phone. After about half an hour, she felt really bored, so she sat upright and asked.

"kindness."

Zhao Zifeng didn't lift his head.

"Then cousin, you are really bored here, I'll go first."

Nana waved her hand at him, stepped on enchanting steps, picked up her bag and walked out.

When passing by Sun Mengjiao's desk, he deliberately slowed down his pace, looked at her carefully and said, "She is really pretty, please keep to yourself."

After saying these words, he left.

Sun Mengjiao frowned lightly, thinking about what she meant by these words.

Are you warning her not to think about it?

She sneered, she was really bored, and flipped through the documents in her hand.

Seeing Liangliang leave the office, the little assistant ran up and asked, "Mengjiao, what did she tell you just now? Was she provocative?"

"Her high-spirited look, what else is there but provocation? I see, it is not a simple person who can hook Zhao Zifeng."

The other assistant was filled with righteous indignation, as if she heard what she said clearly.

The two talked vigorously, but found that Sun Mengjiao didn't say a word.

"Mengjiao, tell me, what did she tell you?"

The little assistant pushed Sun Mengjiao's arm, very curious.

"She said that whoever gossips again, let Mr. Zhao fire her."

Sun Mengjiao was a little irritated by the two of them, and she didn't want to talk to them about Zhao Zifeng and that girl.

The two assistants immediately fell silent, looked at each other, and quickly left Sun Mengjiao's desk.

Suddenly, it became quiet.

In the afternoon, Zhao Zifeng really didn't come, probably as he said, he just went to accompany his girlfriend.

Sun Mengjiao couldn't cheer up at all, and went home in a daze.

She didn't even know what she was doing, lying on the bed with her mobile phone in her arms, she didn't know what she was waiting for, and she never waited.

Drowsily fell asleep.

In her dream, she was standing in a sea of ​​flowers, colorful flowers were blooming brilliantly, she wandered in the sea of ​​flowers with open arms, but saw a couple at the end of the sun.

They embraced each other, as if they were talking from the bottom of their hearts.

She approached slowly, wanting to find out the little secret of this couple, who knew that it was Zhao Zifeng and the girl who caught her eyes for a split second.

She was startled immediately, sat up from the bed, gasped for breath, and relieved.

The sun outside had shone in dazzlingly, falling on the corners of the room, and I slept until dawn again.

Today, when she arrived at the company, she found that the girl had come earlier than her, and Zhao Zifeng was sitting with her for breakfast.

I don’t even eat outside, I buy it and eat it in the office, it’s really a show!

Sun Mengjiao didn't know why, she was so angry that her teeth itched, she put down her bag, ran to the tea room, and offered to make coffee for the two of them.

She fiddled with it for a while, and saw a wasabi seasoning bottle. She thought about it, and it occurred to her mind that after drinking the mustard, the appearance of spitting it out was simply a big heart.

She looked around, checked if there was no one else, quickly squeezed half a stick of mustard into Zhao Zifeng's coffee, picked up a spoon and stirred it evenly until nothing was visible.

She picked up the coffee and put it in front of her nose, and smelled it, the aroma was strong.

As soon as the door opened, Sun Mengjiao heard the little girl feed Zhao Zifeng a fried dough stick, "Zifeng, eat this."

Zhao Zifeng stretched his neck forward and took a bite cooperatively. When he saw Sun Mengjiao coming in, the expression on his face immediately became sweet.

"You eat too."

He reached out enough for a deep-fried dough stick and stuffed it into Liangliang's mouth, but he couldn't describe how tender it was.

Liangliang was almost blocked by his fried dough sticks. She really wanted to grab it and let her do it by herself, but when she met Sun Mengjiao's eyes, she still had a smile on her lips.

"Zifeng, it's delicious."

Sun Mengjiao put two cups of coffee on the table with a pale face, "Please take it slowly."

After putting down the coffee cup, she was not in a hurry to go out, but wanted to see how Zhao Zifeng would make a fool of himself after drinking mustard, looking forward to it very much.

Zhao Zifeng swallowed the deep-fried dough sticks that Liangliang fed him, picked up the coffee and squinted at Sun Mengjiao, seeing her staring at him expectantly, he slowly passed the coffee to his mouth, while her eyes did not blink stare.

All the attention seems to be on the coffee.

Zhao Zifeng leaned closer and sniffed lightly. The strong coffee aroma seemed to be mixed with other flavors.

Sun Mengjiao saw that he brought the coffee cup close to his lips and was about to put it in his mouth, and the excitement was already turned up to the highest level.

Just when she thought that Zhao Zifeng would drink it without hesitation, he suddenly put it back on the coffee table, nodded her, and ordered in an irresistible tone: "You drink."

Sun Mengjiao widened her eyes in shock, then lowered her eyes forcefully, stared at the cup of coffee, and asked uncertainly, "Shall I drink?"