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"Where's Qingyue?" Wen Guixiao clenched his fingers on the doorknob, a little flustered.

Woooooo let her face Lin Qingqian alone, she panicked.

"Her?" Lin Qingqian raised her eyebrows, raised her voice at the end, and smiled ambiguously, her ears were a little red, "She's going to prepare something."

Well, I don't know what color and model Qingyue chose, wide and narrow cowhide or sheepskin?

Her mind quickly went through some things that are not suitable for children. She looked at Wen Guixiao's miserable appearance as if she was facing an enemy, and she added a bit of teasing, "Why, don't you plan to let me in?"

"Ahh, please come in." Wen Guixiao hurriedly invited Lin Qingqian in, poured a cup of tea for her with some timidity, watched the boss sit down gracefully, took a sip, and then looked at himself with a smile.

"Don't be nervous, if I dare to do something to you, Qingyue won't strangle me." Lin Qingqian looked at Wen Guixiao who shrank into a shivering quail, and softly comforted him.

If he really came to hold him accountable, how could Song Qingyue not follow?

It's just that Wen Guixiao didn't look up, so she didn't see Lin Qingqian's "kind" eyes, her mind went blank, she hurriedly picked up the autographed photo from the table and handed it to Lin Qingqian, "President Xiao Lin, I'll give you this back. "

Lin Qingqian didn't speak, took it, flicked Song Qingyue's bright smile on the front, turned it over, looked at the signatures of the two on the back, swept the red stamp with her fingertips, nodded, smiled, and handed it back. Wen Gui smiled, "Since Qingyue sent it away, there is no reason for me to come back."

Wen Guixiao was stunned, and took it at a loss, "But, this should be very important."

"Yes," Lin Qingqian admitted frankly, "That day was very important. I proposed."

pat.

The signed photo fell on the table.

Wen Guixiao hurriedly picked it up, handed both hands to Lin Qingqian, and shook his head frantically, "You can't take it, you can take it."

Lin Qingqian pushed it firmly, and said gently, "Although this is very important, it is more commemorative."

"She and I still have a long time to go in the future, and there are still many memorable things." Lin Qing smiled brightly and happily, "It's not bad to give the memories of the past to others."

"Just treat it as a gift for the child in your belly." Lin Qingqian patted the back of her hand, "That child means a lot."

From a scientific point of view, it was another huge breakthrough; for Lin Qingqian and the others, it was a hope.

Wen Guixiao rubbed his belly subconsciously, and the frightened smile on his face gradually became real.

"However," Lin Qingqian's face became fierce all of a sudden, "Don't lose it, keep it well!"

"Of course!" Wen Guixiao hurriedly agreed loudly, "I'll confess it as a family heirloom!"

Lin Qingqian broke her skills, and her sullen face became a ball of laughter.

Wen Guixiao sighed secretly: Boss Xiao Lin is so cute.

Cute on the outside and cute on the inside, which little girl can stand it?

The two chatted for a long time, and the topic went off the rails, such as:

"Mr. Xiaolin, this is a keepsake! If our family is in trouble in the future, I will tell my children to take this and go to the far east. There is a big company there. Finding its chairman can save lives!"

Lin Qing smiled and collapsed on the sofa, "No wonder you and Qingyue can play well."

The brain circuit is so clear.

Lin Qingqian also made it clear that Wen Guixiao was of Chinese descent, but he grew up in China when he was a child, and his heart and stomach were always toward the motherland.She said that what she misses the most is the authentic old Kyoto's bean juice, which made Lin Qingqian's eyebrows tangle together.

After chatting, Wen Guixiao more or less lost his defense and awe, and suddenly said, "Boss Xiaolin, I thought you would tear me apart before."

"How do you say it?" Lin Qingqian's stomach ached from being teased, she took a sip of tea and smiled.

"Just before...I always felt like you were going to kill me." Wen Guixiao looked at her weakly and helplessly, "I even made up a lot of stories..."

For example, the story of the possessive gold master and the beautiful canary.

Lin Qingqian couldn't help but shook her head, "Before, it was my problem. I wasn't in a good state."

She slightly bowed to Wen Guixiao, "I'm sorry."

Wen Guixiao moved to the side, avoiding the ceremony, panicked and surprised.

"Anyway, thank you for the past few days," Lin Qingqian said softly, pinning her drooping hair behind her ears, "Qingyue, in fact, I have never had any friends."

It originated from the complicated family relationship when I was a child. Even though the Lin family still protected Song Qingyue at that time, they could clearly see closeness, not to mention the original owner's indifferent attitude towards Song Qingyue.

And after I came here, the people around the two of them were either a teacher-like friend like Luo Yong and Xiaoliang, or a pure friend like Zhu Gong who had a superior-subordinate relationship, but in fact there was no such thing.

No wonder she likes to play with Wen Guixiao.

She recovered from her contemplation and looked at Wen Guixiao with sparkling eyes in front of her. Her dimples were full of curiosity, and she looked like a rabbit with gossip ears.

"Let's not talk about it," Lin Qing smiled, seeing Wen Guixiao's instantly disappointed eyes, couldn't help but reach out and tap her on the head, but still explained, "Our past is quite complicated."

At this moment, Lin Qingqian's cell phone rang suddenly, it was Song Qingyue calling.

Lin Qingqian looked at the cell phone on the table that lit up and vibrated, and suddenly blushed like a cooked shrimp.

"Lin Qingqian, are you back?" Song Qingyue sat on the sofa, with a wicked smile, waving the carefully selected thin belt, making a piercing sound.

"It's almost there." Lin Qingqian only felt dry at the corners of her mouth and drank a big mouthful of tea, "Wait for me obediently."

She hung up the phone, looked at Wen Gui with a puzzled smile, and said hastily, "One last question, do you know of any places nearby that are suitable for gift giving?"

Wen Gui kept smiling, and suddenly had a bad feeling:

She saw Boss Xiaolin's expression showing a slight twist, "I have a present that I want to give to Qingyue."

Wen Gui smiled and moved his lips, "I think, if your gift is particularly unique, you may have to choose a more exciting place. How about a paraglider?"

"No, Qingyue is afraid of heights."

Her eyes were blank, and she murmured: "Well, Mr. Xiao Lin, do you still remember the sailboat you saw when you were bungee jumping?"

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"Thank you, you can just call me Qingqian from now on, don't call me Mr. Xiaolin." Lin Qingqian stepped out and turned back to thank Wen Guixiao excitedly.

"It's okay, I should do it." Wen Guixiao was still immersed in "Oh my god, these two people are a match made in heaven. They chose the same place, but I don't know what gift Mr. Xiao Lin chose. Oh my god, this thing also collides." Let's talk about Boss Xiao Lin really having a meeting today, didn't he go to another factory?" In the complicated psychological activities, Lin Qingqian was sent out.

After closing the door, she leaned against the door panel, touched her belly, and suddenly felt extremely sad, "My cub, you followed your mother as a double agent at such a young age!"

Lin Qingqian's excited face was still in front of her eyes, "Gu Xiao, you must keep it a secret."

Qingyue's words this morning are still in his ears, "Sister Xiao, you must keep it a secret."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, please help me"."

The wailing was destined not to reach the next room.

Lin Qing looked at the child who was pulling the belt to test its toughness with fear, then looked at the various styles of belts, and shivered.

"I promise you to give it a try, what is this for?"

Song Qingyue raised his head with a smile, his eyes were filled with excitement, and he leaned close to her ear, his lips slightly parted, "Sister, it was you who said it, let me punish you for eating blindly."

During the more than two hours of communication, the attribution of Wen Guixiao and the autographed photos only accounted for a very small part, and the rest of the time... was used for criticism and self-criticism.

"I admit that I'm not in a good state, and I feel depressed when I watch everything." Lin Qingqian admitted honestly, "I think it's because I've been immersed in the business war for too long, and I have too many calculations, and I have a lot of negative emotions."

"So you admit that you are blindly jealous." Song Qingyue pouted.

Lin Qingqian was aggrieved, "I hope you just look at me."

Song Qingyue was about to be turned into a cat by this forest cat. While screaming in his heart, he softly coaxed Lin Qingqian, "Then, should you be punished?"

Lin Qingqian gritted her teeth, "How do you want to punish?"

Song Qingyue's mind was spinning quickly, and suddenly he had an idea, and said in a serious manner, "Aren't you unable to release your negative emotions?"

"Correct."

"Ahem, exercise relieves stress."

Lin Qingqian was a little confused, "But, before we..."

Exercise frequently.

Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian suggestively, "My stress has been released, release, release!" She re-read a certain word.

Lin Qingqian nodded helplessly, "Okay, it's up to you."

It's not punishment.

Song Qingyue thought about it, turned his head, and suddenly had an idea.

"Lin Qingqian, don't you like belts?

"Ok?"

"This time, you will be the one who is bound."

"!"

"Don't play dumb! I know you have more than 20 sneakers! I want to choose one by one!"

Lin Qingqian returned to her thoughts, looked at the "smiling" child in front of her, and shivered again.

Song Qingyue waved kindly, "Sister, come here."

The curtains were drawn tight, and occasionally a little bit of starlight entered the room, reflecting the figures stacked on the bed.

"Well," Lin Qingqian's eyes were covered with a black cloth, her waist straightened like an arch bridge, and she fell down because her hands and feet were imprisoned and lost her strength, "Qingyue."

Song Qingyue savored the delicacies unhurriedly: smooth and tender, overflowing with gravy and full of taste.

"Sister," Song Qingyue, as an elegant eater, wiped his lips after tasting the soup, leaned on him, and wiped Lin Qingqian's sweat, "It's a bit fast today."

Lin Qingqian glared at her through the black cloth.

Then the confinement of her hands and feet was released. She breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to move around, her wrists and ankles were handcuffed together again.

For specific situations, please search for the boat conformation of cyclohexane.

"Song Qingyue!" Lin Qingqian was a little annoyed, but more of a shame.

"Don't worry." Song Qingyue gritted his fingers with a smile, eating heartily.

"Huh, hurry up." Lin Qingqian was a little impatient with Song Qingyue's slow pace.

"If it's according to your idea, then it's not punishment but reward sister." Song Qingyue even rested his chin leisurely, studying Lin Qingqian's facial expression.

Lin Qingqian ground her teeth, followed the sound to find Song Qingyue's ear, licked her earlobe with the tip of her tongue, and whispered, "master."

Asking her to say those two words directly is a bit hard to say.

Song Qingyue was startled, and then fell into madness.

Then, Lin Qingqian also fell into madness.

And then...it turns out that the belt quality is not very good.

Snapped.

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