The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 127 127 Ask Song Ning
"I'll go back, I don't want to."

Song Ning held down her hand, raised her eyebrows and stared: "If you treat me as a friend, just accept this little money!"

Li Jianan's eyes turned red: "You have helped me so much, and now you still transfer money to me, you have really helped me enough."

Her salary in the group was raised a lot by Song Ning in disguise, and Song Ning often bought a lot of expensive things and sent them to her home.

Even mother's need for a bed was obtained through Song Ning's help from her grandfather.

"I'll keep this money in mind. Is it okay if I lend it to you? You can pay me back when you have money."

There are some reasons, coupled with Song Ning's stubborn temper, Li Jianan could only search for it, and sucked his sour nose: "Song Ning, it's good to know you."

"Jianan, I feel very lucky to have met you." Song Ning was affected by her emotions, "I not only made you a good friend, but also felt your mother's love from your mother, so I will help you not have Burden, you know?"

"Uh-huh."

Li Jianan lowered his head, nodded sharply, his voice choked up.

Song Ning clearly saw her tears dripping into the lunch box like water droplets, as if thinking of something, her eyes turned red.

No one knew, but Song Ning actually envied Li Jianan from the bottom of her heart. At least she had her mother by her side, and her parents.

Thinking of this, my apex is sore, painful and stuffy.

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In the evening, Song Ning hadn't finished processing the remaining documents.

Downstairs in the group, Yan Yan's legs wrapped in suit pants overlapped, with a laptop on his lap, looking at the door of the group while working in the work room.

The man had processed several documents downstairs, but there was no sign of the girl, so he put away the laptop with a 'snap' and put it aside.

Hou Chuyuan was taken aback, turned around and asked, "Master, do you want to call and ask Miss Song? It's not an option for us to wait like this."

"Ah."

Yan Yan dialed Song Ning's phone, and her tired and hoarse voice came from her ear: "I still have the last file, if you don't want to wait, why don't you go back first?"

Song Ning was too devoted, if it wasn't for this phone call, she might have forgotten that Yan Yan was still downstairs waiting for her to come home from get off work together.

But there are still one or two documents in hand, and it will take at least 10 minutes. Since childhood, I know that Yan Yan is extremely impatient to wait patiently.

"I've been waiting for you for so long, you want me to go back?"

The voice fell, and the "beep" sound of the phone hanging up came from the ear. Watching the phone page switch back to the desktop, the man's eyebrows were tinged with chills.

Hou Chuyuan felt that the mobile phone he was holding was about to be deformed by the man's bony hands.

The low air pressure in the car was too strong, and the air was so thin that it almost made him suffocate and lack oxygen. Hou Chuyuan subconsciously rolled down the window, his eyes drifted out of the car.

Miss Song, come down quickly.

Before Song Ning could finish listening to what was said on the other end of the phone, the phone in her hand was turned off. After struggling for half a minute, she threw down the documents on the table and took the elevator downstairs.

As soon as she left, someone entered the office. Seeing that the huge office was empty, that person looked around strangely and cautiously.

After making sure that there was no one in the office, he boldly straightened his back and walked to the desk, looking at the unapproved documents on the desk.

The man's eyes flashed, the pen lying on the table was pinched, and the pen balls scratched the blank paper with a "swipe" sound.

At the signature place, Song Ning's exact signature was left.

(End of this chapter)