The CEO's little sister is not honest again

Hui, I dreamed of your son last night. He was pressing on me and pinching me left and right. It was so disgusting. His face became fat.

Gu Yu looked at her and thought she was cute, as she looked like she was still sleepy. But when he heard her speak, he had the urge to strangle her to death: "Repeat it again."

The little girl woke up instantly: Ah... She screamed again: Mr. Gu, I miss you so much. The little girl ran over to him without hesitation and kissed him on both cheeks and mouth.

Gu Yu pinched her nose rudely and asked: Who said it was disgusting just now?

It was you who disgusted me in my dream. I can see you but can't touch you. Let me kiss you again.

At this time, Ye Hui coughed heavily. Should I use my phone to record it?

The little gangster girl pouted and looked at Ye Hui: Aren’t you afraid of getting stye? It’s really a nuisance.

You...I won't argue with you young and energetic kids.

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The three of them had breakfast and came to the company. Ye Hui went to find Du Qi, while Gu Yu and the little girl went back to the office. As soon as they entered, Gu Yu locked the door of the office, pulled her over and started to lick her, from the office to the lounge, without giving her a chance to catch her breath.

After the exercise, he let her go with a satisfied look on his face: Who is more important, me or Ye Hui?

Nerves, get out of here.

Answer and let go.

How can he be jealous of his own mother? What is this? Is it because he loves too much or is he too possessive?

"Brother, that's your mother."

Gu Yu asked her again: Who is important?

Why do you ask this?

After Ye Hui came, she was eager for me to leave and didn't even bother to see me off.

Your mother is easier to talk to than you are. So you should coax her well now and let her take care of the baby when we have one. Then we can have fun together.

You...sooner or later I will be mad at you and ask my husband to forgive you.

If you don't shout, you will suffer.

It was too late, they would suffer whether they shouted or not. After fighting for three hundred rounds, the two were willing to separate: I'll go to the Propaganda Department to see if you want to go.

No, I'm going to visit my mother-in-law and come back early for lunch.

It turns out that this guy came here just for what happened just now... The little girl blushed when she thought about what they had just done.

Thinking what?

No...no, I didn't think about anything.

Looking at the figure that was running away quickly, Gu Yu shook his head and smiled happily: It's great to have a wife, and such a lovely wife at that. Why didn't you get to know her earlier? If you had known her earlier, my son would have been able to help out.

Gu Yu shook his head again. What was he thinking? When she walked to the office, she didn't see anyone. When she was about to leave, Ye Hui took the report and walked in without knocking: Where is the little gangster girl?

Go out, mom, what are you holding in your hand?

Just help me see if I can have this. I always feel that Du Qi's eyes are unreliable.

Gu Yu took the report she wrote and tried hard to hold back his laughter after reading it. What is written on this? Twist left and right, and the flowers will bloom. Then sway left and right a few times. OK.

Who asked you to write that? The little girl said that if she wanted to go to the Propaganda Department to play, she had to present this report. I had never written one, so she asked me to go find Du Qiyan. That foreigner was unreliable and didn't know much Chinese. He just relied on gestures and swaying his waist.

Feelings are like chickens and ducks talking at cross purposes, each saying their own thing, but who leads whom astray?

Mom, you have to find Li Mengxing. She is in the Propaganda Department.

Ye Hui clapped her hands. Why didn't I think of it? She picked up her phone and called Li Mengxing.

Gu Yu secretly took a photo of the report and sent it to Ouyang: According to the report written by your mother, you are definitely Ye Hui's biological child. Even the genes are the same, and even the first report you wrote is so similar.

This is called partiality. You put the good wisdom in your genes, and gave me all the stupidity. I am in my thirties and still working.

That's fine. I'll work for you. This boss will give you the position and pay you on time every month.

I still have to pay salaries, but since we have such a good relationship, I won’t bother with paying salaries.

Your salary can be exempted starting this month.

Go away and disappear with your little sister.