Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

The problem is, in the face of the big BOSS, even if you eat, you should always pay attention to the company's image!

Eat too much, and have to be sent to the kitchen to wash the dishes, eat less, watching a bunch of delicious food, this is not torturing her five internal organs!

That banquet is a paradise for the upper class, and it is indeed the **** of their bottom shrimp.

The pastoral face was delighted, and I reached for the golden invitation and held it in my hand: "Since you don't want to go, give me the invitation, I will go to the dinner for you, and then take you out to eat." how about it?"

"Is this ok? The invitation letter is my name, will it be discovered?" Feng Mengmeng hesitated. When she thought of Long Yutian’s cold face, she shuddered: "And, I don't go If you say that our boss will not be angry, then I will be expelled from me?"

"You think too much!" The idyllic dispelling her doubts, like hearing a joke, sneered two times: "You are not his partner, not a shareholder of Tianyu, the banquet is missing you, is it not? Still can't open it anymore"

"Moreover, if your boss fired you, it doesn't matter. Isn't it good for me to raise you?"

Feng Meng was shy and smiled, and his heart was like the sweetness of honey.

I didn’t expect that my pastoral brother, who had always been unhappy, would even say such sweet words.

This is the gentleman of the elegant gentleman, where I want Long Yutian that bastard, nothing to like to toss myself!

He should have been thirty or forty, and he is a bachelor!

Like his tyrant, in addition to the abuse of snakes, he would like him, she promised that no normal girl would be willing to stand by him!

Feng Mengyin grinned, and his heart secretly cursed a sentence, and then he was particularly generous, and he was especially happy to hand over the invitation to the hands of the garden.

Falling down a big stone in my heart, the face of the pastoral scene finally showed a relieved smile.

Seeing the idyllic brother relaxed, Feng Mengmeng’s mood was also cloudy and sunny.

After talking and laughing, after the dinner, the two men held hands together, blowing the river wind on the Bund, watching the river view, and carefully understanding the beauty of the first love.

Until 10 o'clock in the evening, the garden drove her to the door.

Feng Mengyi reluctantly went upstairs and took a look back in two steps. It was like a first time to enter kindergarten, relying on his mother's children.

Back to the nest, even the shower did not come to wash, a woman began to dance and play Weibo, the first public information sent is: Today is a good day, my male **** finally like me confession!

Soon, the microblogging circle received a lot of friends' blessings. Feng Mengmeng just wanted to reply all thanks to @@, and just after playing a few words, the ringtone of the mobile phone rang.

There is a strange number on the screen, and it is already 11 o'clock. So late, who will call her?

Feng Mengmeng hesitated for a while, answered the phone, and had not had time to speak. The phone was opposite, and there was a cold, cold voice.

"Feng, Meng, Meng ~" a word, a bite, like a hell.

Feng Meng was cold in the body and almost didn't roll off the sofa.

The chrysanthemum was tight, and the trembling screamed: "Big-big BOSS, so late, why haven’t you slept yet?"

Did Darlen not say that Long Yutian went to Zhejiang? At this time, he should be at the hotel, how could he suddenly think of calling himself?