The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

Chapter 1006 Naqu'er Hotel Lobby!

A black Ferrari stopped abruptly in front of the hotel lobby. Facing the fierce sea breeze, Leng Mohan, dressed in black, quickly opened the car door and walked out, flicking the key to the luggage man who trotted over just now. Then he continued to walk in with a depressed face, listening to the assistant report on the situation of Zhuang Haoran's meeting today, his eyes couldn't help flashing a little smile, based on his understanding of that person, Jiang Wenfeng probably is either flying in the sky or in the water There is no possibility of going to land.

"Not only that!" The assistant quickly followed him into the hotel lobby, and said with a smile as he walked, "I also stopped the three projects of Second Young Master Jiang, and let him play with the shark slowly for a while before releasing him. Over there The design team was forced to suspend work for three weeks, and everyone was complaining!"

A slight smile floated on Leng Mohan's face, and he quickly walked forward, only to see the elevator door in front of him open, and a familiar figure walked out. She was wearing the uniform of a waiter, hugging hard. A lily weighing more than a dozen catties walked out of the elevator out of breath, and was about to walk to the back garden. The flowers covered one side of her face, but she could clearly see her big nimble eyes... …

He stopped, calmed down a little, and looked at her silently.

Xiao Rou didn't notice anything unusual, but she was so tired and sweating profusely that she hugged a large bouquet of lilies and staggered forward, but the moment she turned around, she saw Leng Mohan standing in front of her, concentrating Looking at her face, her eyes widened, remembering that she called him last night, he insisted on not answering, but Bai Bai only called him once, and he answered, Bai Bai said that she was not attractive, thinking of this, her His face turned red, he stood there nervously, rubbed left and right, then quickly nodded towards Leng Mohan, and quickly walked to the back garden with the lily in his arms...

Leng Mohan focused his eyes for a while, looking at the girl in front of him who was anxious to escape, he took two quick steps, came behind her, stretched out his hand to gently hold her arm, and called softly: "Xiaorou?"

Xiao Rou immediately hugged the bouquet of lilies, turned around in a daze, stared at Leng Mohan with wide eyes, paused for a while, then raised a simple and honest smile, and called: "Leng... Vice President Leng?"

Leng Mohan looked at her smile, and couldn't help smiling, and said, "Why are you hiding from me?"

"Ah?" Xiaorou was taken aback for a moment, looked at Leng Mohan in a bit of embarrassment, and said foolishly, "I...I didn't!"

"..." Leng Mohan looked at her silently, still holding her arm, not letting go.

Xiao Rou also foolishly changed the bouquet of roses, raised her head, widened her eyes, and looked at Leng Mohan kindly...

The two of them just looked at each other quietly.

Until, there was a guest passing by, and the voice of talking and laughing was a bit loud... Xiaorou woke up a little at this time, quickly lowered her head, hugged the lily with both hands, and subconsciously broke free from Leng Mohan's hand...

Leng Mohan turned his eyes slightly, loosened his hand from her arm lightly, stared at her shy and embarrassed appearance, and could only smile faintly.

Xiaorou's big eyes blinked a few times nervously, then she raised her head to look at Leng Mohan, and said, "Leng...Vice President Leng, you...you go slowly, I won't bother you anymore, I still want to Send this flower to the Greening Department, if not, I will be scolded!"

After she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and walked towards the back garden with the bouquet of lilies in her arms without looking back...

Leng Mohan stood there silently, looking at that gentle and silly figure, which gradually disappeared in front of his eyes, remembering that Meiling just called to tell him that Xiao Rou arrived at the hospital at five o'clock this morning, carrying a blessing Uncle told me to soak the boiled medicinal soup repeatedly with a dry towel, and wipe my sister's body. While wiping her body, he talked to her sister and sang the little song about the jacaranda to her from time to time...

Meiling said really strangely: "How can there be such a silly girl? She is so dedicated to others, and I don't know why she is?"

He still stood there, looking at the way Xiaorou disappeared, and suddenly felt an indescribable emptiness in his heart, this feeling, as if no effort in his life could fill it...

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The sun in early autumn is still hot.

Xiaorou hugged the big bouquet of lilies, and sent them to the Greening Department with exhaustion and sweat, and then obediently came to the back garden of Huanya, wearing a white shirt, black short skirt, and bangs on her forehead , has been hanging down in a mess, but still hastily got into a certain butterfly flower group, squatted down and probed carefully, found the nozzle there, widened his eyes, searched for a long time, and finally was caught by her. Seeing it under a certain pansy flower, she immediately smiled happily, and immediately stretched out her hand to turn on the water switch first, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't turn it off...

"So tight?" Xiaorou's eyes widened immediately, then she bent over slightly, squatted closer to the main switch, stretched out her hand, bit her lower lip tightly, and pulled it out desperately, screaming while pulling it, but The main switch seemed to be covered with thick rust, and she couldn't turn it off no matter what. She was so tired that her head fluttered and she screamed.

In the grass over there, several employees of the greening department stood secretly, watching Xiaorou squatting alone under the scorching sun, trying her best to pull the main water valve, all of them were covered with mouths, laughing So proud and happy, they secretly called that fool in their hearts! !

Xiaorou didn't notice anything unusual, but she felt so tired that she was panting for breath, and she had to stretch out her hand to pull the water valve as hard as she could——

A black figure quickly pressed over, squatted down in an instant, and surrounded her in his arms! !

Xiao Rou was taken aback for a moment, squatting there, not daring to move.

Leng Mohan squatted behind Xiaorou with a gloomy face, stretched out his hands to surround her in his arms, then poked her into the flowers, frowned, and tried his best to pull the water main valve. Arms, clinging to Xiaorou's soft body, exuding a fiery manly aura...

Xiaorou was still squatting in the flowers so foolishly, feeling that she was leaning against Leng Mohan's arms, and for the first time, she felt exactly her mature girlish heart, and she began to touch men, which played a little inexplicable However, I still can't believe that Leng Mohan is here, my heart is pounding, I'm panting heavily, and I still dare not move...

"Why is it so tight?" Leng Mohan also frowned strangely, looked forward sideways, only then realized that the switch was actually locked, he suddenly understood, turned around in an instant, his face showing a cold expression Looking at the pile of escaping bastards in front of me!

At this time, Xiaorou gradually turned her face away, her eyes widened, and she felt her heart was suppressed so tightly that she looked at Leng Mohan.

Leng Mohan also turned his face slowly, seeing Xiaorou looking at him so foolishly and tenderly, but he himself scolded with a frown: "Are you a fool? Are you really stupid? You can't even turn it off with the effort just now, I don’t know how to look inside again? It’s all locked!! You still squatted in the sun so stupidly for so long!”

"..." Xiaorou didn't dare to make a sound, but just widened her eyes again, looking at Leng Mohan.

Leng Mohan also looked at her silently, and then took a heavy breath helplessly, held her arm slightly, asked her to squat down a little, and took out a finger-long, money-spending knife from his trouser pocket. , stretched his hand into the flower bush, cut hard with a frowning face, completely cut off the bit of glue that pressed the switch, and quickly twisted the switch with his hand. After a while, he couldn't guard against it, and the water splashed directly from the butterfly flower bush. Spraying up in the middle of————

"Ah!" Xiao Rou was sprayed with water all over her face, she screamed, she wet her body quickly, took a few steps back, kept wiping the water droplets on her face, and panted stupidly.

Leng Mohan squatted in the middle of the water splash, turned his face, looked at Xiaorou's appearance, and couldn't help smiling softly.

Because she was still wearing a white shirt, Xiaorou hurriedly took out a white handkerchief from her skirt pocket, wiped the water and sweat from her face, and shouted, "Vice President Leng, come here quickly!! Come on, get wet!"

no echo...

Xiao Rou wiped her wet shirt again with the handkerchief, raised her head while wiping, and called again: "Cold..."

She paused for a moment, staring blankly at the big flower garden in front of her, sprinkled with romantic and white water drops everywhere, red, green, purple, yellow pansies, lilies, roses. The flowers were all moistened by the water mist, and they looked so bright and dazzling, but the person had disappeared. She was a little startled, and turned around in an instant, looking at the dark figure of Leng Mohan, who had already walked to the side of the lawn. On the one side, silent and a little lonely, but so determined that no one is needed, the figure moved forward so independently and firmly, and never looked back...

Heart, suddenly inexplicably a little tight, a little pain.

Xiao Rou's big eyes quietly stared at his receding back, and suddenly, crystal tears came out of her heart, and she stretched out her hand a little foolishly, and pressed lightly on her chest, listening to the heart, Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang... jumping, jumping so scary, so strong...

Lan Huaying's ditty:

When the season has not shed the coat of this season, you will use the gorgeous light blue to fall, regretfully writing the sorrow of life,

But you can no longer pick up your own shadow

Even...tomorrow Prometheus will light a torch at the end of the earth...

The breeze is still whispering quietly,

Let go of the thoughts of this season,

Can't ferry a pure white heart,

To the other side of another heart.

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