All The Male Leads Have Blackened

"You are really interested."

Cen Simiao is not frightened at all, isn't she just making fun of her mouth? The small chin was lifted, and his eyebrows were bent, his voice was sweet, and he unconsciously brought a catchy tone.

Lu Mufan's hair was not dry, and he was still dripping with water droplets. There was some water vapor on his forehead.

Cen Simiao's forearm was held in his hand, and her skin was white and translucent under the light, crystal clear. She struggled with her arms.

Lu Mufan didn't hold it anymore, let go of her hand, glanced at her, and went to the living room.

Cen Simiao stood still, and stunned her. She rubbed her arm and released it so quickly. Don't use so much force when she was holding it.

His eyes just made Cen Simiao a little dazed. Lu Mufan is not a fierce one, but instead looks like an elegant and noble gentleman, sitting at the table with a knife and fork in his hand, with a gentle eyebrow and tasting the dishes on the plate.

Cen Simiao felt that she was the dish.

It is not terrible to be eaten. The key is that she is afraid of Lu Mufan's knife.

Lu Mufan seemed to be looking for something in the living room. He opened the drawer and turned it for a long time. He was very surprised to hear Cen Simiao going to the company.

The original owner was not at all concerned about the work. At the time of the marriage, the original owner's parents told him to cultivate a good relationship. Lu Mufan holds a life-long mentality and is not very enthusiastic about cultivating feelings.

The original owner just said right away and went to sleep with him.

On the contrary, Lu Mufan felt much more relaxed, but the two people always live together, looking down and not looking up, especially awkward. He just wanted to find a position for the original owner in the company. The husband and wife could not be treated. Getting along with colleagues would always relieve some embarrassment.

When the original owner heard his proposal, he felt that his brain was abnormal, but he was embarrassed to refuse it, and answered it.

Before going to the company a few times, it returned to its original state.

Lu Mufan was not stupid, and didn't say anything after she understood her meaning.

The next morning, Cen Simiao couldn't get up. She purposely ordered several alarm clocks, which didn't work, whether it was bed or bed. When it was too late, she gritted her teeth, a carp struck up, and got up from the bed.

After putting on the makeup, she opened the door, and Lu Mufan was still sitting at the dining table. Cen Simiao was a little surprised. He usually walked very early, so late today, I would n’t wait for her.

Cen Simiao was dressed in a blazer and cut just right, with a very thin waist. The legs are thin and long, and the skirt is wrapped around the body to outline the round hips.

When she walked over to say hello generously, she saw Lu Mufan holding a computer in her hand and was having a video conference with someone. Cen Simao's brow filled with contentment suddenly lost her interest.

Time is too late, and the privileges of employees not being late, Cen Simiao plans to go to work on the first day and be a good employee. Hurrying out.

Lu Mufan turned off the computer and looked up. She was facing away, bending down and wearing high heels, her skirt wrapped tightly around her hips, and she looked particularly round.

He looked away: "Come here first and drink the milk."

Cen Simiao heard the words and turned her head to look at the table. There were two cups on the table, one of which was about to run out of milk, and the other was full.

She had just put on lipstick and didn't want to drink. Besides, she had slept until noon before. There was no concept of breakfast at all, and she was not hungry at all. Cen Simiao shook her head and refused very politely.

Lu Mufan glanced at her.

Cen Simiao suddenly felt a little scared, her neck shrinking, like being trained for doing bad things.

He didn't talk anymore, stood up and put on his jacket, walked over and put on his shoes and walked out, moving faster than Cen Simiao. She froze for a glass of milk.

Except for being able to lie down at home, the company is pretty good. Cen Simiao worked for a few days and was very relaxed. Her husband is the president and he is comfortable. Separate office, watch the show, incidentally brush Weibo.

A lot of snacks on hand.

No one in serious business did it for her.

Cen Simiao was not idle. She was particularly concerned about Lu Mufan. Yang Mu came almost every day, even though Lu Mufan didn't see her. Some women are very confident and persistent. Whenever she meets what she wants, she must get it, regardless of it.

Yang Mu was like this. The more Lu Mufan ignored, the higher her fighting spirit.

Cen Simiao occasionally passed by the lounge and met her several times, but never talked. Yang Mu was very fashionable, dressed and looked, and she didn't feel good looking on the street.

Yang Mu must also know who she is, and she is probably scolding her in her heart. I can't wait for her to quickly follow the calendar and give up Mrs. Lu's position.

Cen Simiao would not let it go, and every time she walked in front of her, he would have a strand of hair, pretending to be a gesture. After all, this is the basic respect for love rivals.

Yang Mu apparently did not understand this truth, and looked at Cen Simiao's eyes getting colder and colder.

Life in the company is much more fun than at home, Cen Simiao is mixed every day. But the company suddenly got busy. Lu Mufan worked overtime every night until late at night. She still worked as usual, but once encountered Lu Mufan.

He glanced vaguely: "Go home?"

Cen Simiao cleared her throat and nodded.

Lu Mufan frowned, and the assistant next to him didn't dare to speak. He looked at them both back and forth. Lu Mu Fanyi rightly said: "You come here to work, everyone is busy, why can you go back in advance?"

Cen Simiao's conditioned reflex dropped his head.

He was especially serious, with exhaustion from working for a long time on his face, as if to say one more sentence, he was too tired to go: "Go to work."

Cen Simiao wants to refute that she has a job where this position sounds pretty good, but she has no real power. As the day ends, she wants to finish it early.

Lu Mufan has already lowered his face.

She put up with it.

Anyway, staying in the company to play the drama, Cen Simiao just started the play, and was called by Lu Mufan's assistant, saying that Lu Mufan had something to look for her.

He was so anxious, with deep fatigue on his body that he took a bunch of folders directly to Cen Simiao, and let her pick out the sales report for five years from it.

Cen Simiao looked up: "These are handed over to the employees, or not ..."

Facing Lu Mufan's eyes, she chose to shut up.

The picky work was tedious to do, but it was nothing, but she didn't eat, she watched the show at noon, didn't eat, and didn't move breakfast.

And the snack was eaten yesterday, she was too lazy to buy, and only a few cookies were eaten today during the day.

My belly was empty now.

She looked at Lu Mufan's busy appearance and was embarrassed to say that she wanted to eat. Unexpectedly, he paid great attention to health. The assistant brought the lunch box from the outside and placed it in front of Lu Mufan. The dishes were particularly rich.

Cen Simiao was embarrassed. She wanted to take time off to eat. Lu Mufan said directly: "Now you go out to eat alone and it is easy to make employees uncomfortable."

She called for takeaway.

Lu Mufan: "The president's office is not allowed to take out."

Cen Simiao: "Why?"

Lu Mufan glanced at her without emotion. Cen Simiao held back: "Then I'll take it to my office."

He put down his chopsticks, as if he heard something extremely ridiculous, with a mockery in the eyebrows: "You have to pass by the employees' workplace, do you want them to think that I don't even eat you?"

Cen Simiao gasped, "Don't you just give me nothing?"

Lu Mufan stared at her for a while, then lowered his head to eat. Cen Simiao was so angry that her heartbeat accelerated and her cheeks turned red. She walked over on high heels and lay her hands on the desk: "If I go out now, what can you do to me?"

She raised her eyebrows, her lips cornered, and her words scorned.

Cen Simiao waited for him to refute violently, and then she quarreled with each other and seized the door. Unexpectedly, he looked up, looking tired and confident on his face. He was gone now, and said seriously, "I'm tired."

She said, "I'm hungry, too."

Lu Mufan did not speak anymore and continued to eat. Cen Simiao glanced at him, didn't really go out, turned around, propped his hands on the table, sat up, kicked off his high heels, and shook his long legs.

She leaned her neck and went on strike to rest.

Not long after, Lu Mufan put down his chopsticks, walked to the door and asked the assistant to pack the lunch box, but the assistant didn't come over, instead he pushed open the office door and went out.

Cen Smiao turned her head and glanced at it, the food almost didn't move much, especially the few prawns, which were neatly arranged in the lunch box.

She was hungry and had nothing to eat. Lu Mufan wasted, and she was even more angry.

Lu Mufan went out for a short time. Cen Simiao yawned and began to sleep. He pushed a pile of documents to the side, lay down on the table, closed his eyes sideways.

After falling asleep, I will not be sleepy.

When Lu Mufan returned, she saw that she was lying on the table, her skirt was wrinkled, her legs were exposed more, she slept extremely peacefully, and the light shone on her, creating a hazy amazement.

He glanced at the lunch box aside. The food inside was the same as when he went out. She pursed her lips, walked to Cen Simiao, and stared at her for a while: "You deserve to be hungry."

The next morning, Cen Simiao woke up without an alarm clock, washed her face and brushed her teeth when she was hungry, and then ran to the living room to eat. Opposite Lu Mufan, there was a breakfast. She picked it up and took a bite. She immediately felt a lot better in her stomach.

He frowned and passed the milk.

Cen Simiao just choked, picked it up and murmured.

Lu Mufan wiped his mouth, seemingly satisfied.