Mr. Bo suddenly became addicted to her

On the seventh day of the seventh day, the first day of work.

After Duan Fei punched out the card, she went to the exhibition hall with her colleagues.

During the Spring Festival, some tourists came to see the exhibition. Today is a working day, and there are almost no tourists. She is also happy and relaxed, hanging a work card, looking around in the exhibition hall, and occasionally answering tourists' inquiries.

In the afternoon, suddenly the phone rang.

Zhang Xiaojia called her, "Duan Fei, I have your flower delivery, and they said they must sign for it in person, so hurry up and come here."

"……it is good."

Duan Fei hurried back to the office, at the door, the courier brother was waiting there with a large bouquet of roses.

Today is a white rose, and there are still 66 of them, and the fragrance is amazing.

She was busy signing, and then quickly pulled out the card from the bouquet and put it in her pocket.

Zhang Xiaojia was still asking, "Wow, this is too beautiful! Who gave it to you? Why is there no signature on the card?"

Duan Fei said, "A friend."

Can't let her see the card...

Zhang Xiaojia had a gossipy face, "Who is it? Could it be chasing you?"

Duan Fei smiled, "I'll go in first."

When I entered the office, because the bouquet was too big, it seemed like it was about to fall off when placed on the desk. Colleagues from the front, back, left, and right all came over and chattered.

"so beautiful!"

"Duan Fei, did your boyfriend give it to you?"

"What day is it today?"

Duan Fei smiled sarcastically, and ran out.

She is just an intern, she has always kept a low profile in the office, but now because of someone, she suddenly became the focus of everyone...

As soon as I got downstairs, the phone rang.

Of course it was Rong Moyan who called.

"Have you received the flowers?"

Duan Fei gave a "hmm" and took out the card from her pocket.

【Spring Festival, nobility, wisdom, I am enough to match you——Rong Moyan】

Uh……

"Today is Baixueshan Rose, do you like it?"

Duan Fei couldn't bear it anymore, "I'm at work, why did you send flowers to work?"

"What's the matter?" Rong Moyan asked back, "If you don't send it to the unit, how can you sign for it when you send it to your home?"

"Actually, you don't need to send any more." Duan Fei said bluntly, "You sent too many flowers, and I have no place to put them at home. And..."

Rong Mo asked, "And what?"

Duan Fei said, "Did you write those words?"

"What?"

"There is a card in the bouquet with some messages written on it."

"..."

Rong Mo was quiet for a while, and then said, "Yes."

It really is?
Duan Fei lost her mind, "It's too nasty."

"How meaty? You read it to me."

"I can't read it."

The man let out a low laugh, "Okay, you go to work and don't bother you."

"Oh."

The phone was hung up.

Duan Fei was a little puzzled.

Hang up the phone so quickly?

Didn't make a dinner date with her today?

Ok.

Sure enough, men just have no patience...

And the other end.

Rong Mowan immediately asked the assistant, "Did you write the message on the card for sending flowers?"

"I don't have one." Cheng Fang hurriedly denied, "Didn't you just say that you can sign it, Third Master? That's what I told the flower shop too."

Rong Mo narrowed his eyes lazily, "Ask me, what is written on it?"

"Ok."

The answer was answered in less than five minutes. There were three bouquets of flowers in three days, and the words on the card were all written in the rose language, signed by Rong Molan on the back.

In the well-heated office, Cheng Fang was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the disgusting flower language, "Master, I really didn't know that flower shops would take the initiative to leave messages for customers. Is Miss Duan very nice?" Angry?"

Rong Molan looked at the three cards on the phone, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "No wonder she's so shy."

Cheng Fang: "..."

Miss Duan, can you not be shy?

He is quite old, and he couldn't help but blush when he saw those disgusting messages!

**
Duan Fei returned to the exhibition hall and continued to stand guard.

I thought that today should be spent like this, but an hour later, there was a sudden noise in front of me.

The colleague who was with her immediately said, "It's already [-]:[-], why are there still tourists coming?"

5:[-] p.m. is the off-duty time. If there are no tourists, you can close the museum early and leave.

Duan Fei was dumbfounded when a familiar figure came into view.

It's actually Rong Moyun?

And he is not alone, there are several people around him... without exception, they are all the leaders of the cultural center.

The colleague started to whisper again, "Why are the leaders here?"

Although he complained, he held his head high and smiled instantly.

Duan Fei also immediately stood up straight.

Minister Hou nodded and bowed all the way, and when he came to him, he subconsciously shouted, "Duan Fei, come quickly."

Colleagues looked at her curiously.

Duan Fei could only bite the bullet and walk to the front.

Rong Moyan was wearing a three-piece dark pinstripe suit and elegant glasses today, followed by Cheng Fang, holding his overcoat in his hand.

The man was smiling, and he was personable, elegant and noble.

"Mr. Rong." Minister Hou said with a smile, "Duan Fei has been working very well in our department recently, and she has been helping to build and plan this exhibition hall..."

Rong Mo said lazily, "Minister Hou, Feifei is a shy kid, so I need to trouble you to take care of her."

Feifei?

Duan Fei blinked her eyes and lowered her head.

But Minister Hou naturally spared no effort to praise, "Don't worry, Mr. Rong, not only is Duan Fei doing a good job, but her paintings have also entered the semi-finals of the Feitian Cup. This resume is a plus."

He knew the relationship between Duan Fei and Rong Moyan.

Let Rong Molan take special care of him, even if he is just a junior, he dare not neglect him.

"Minister Hou is bothering you." Rong Molan finished, "But since Feifei is here, let her show me."

"Okay, okay." Minister Hou was very discerning, "Then let's go down first, and don't disturb Mr. Rong to watch the exhibition."

Rong Mo nodded lazily: "Thank you."

After everyone left, he ordered, "Cheng Fang, you also go outside and wait."

"Okay, third master."

The idlers finally left, Rong Moyan came to Duan Fei with a smile, "Let's go."

Duan Fei slowly raised her head, "Do you really want to see the exhibition?"

"Otherwise?" Rong Mo raised his eyebrows lazily.

Duan Fei: "..."

"I'll come to see the exhibition." After Rong Moyan finished speaking, he smiled slightly, "Look at you by the way, who keeps you so busy with work, and refuses me every time."

Duan Fei couldn't help but glared at him.

The lights in the exhibition hall are soft and bright, and the little girl has a pair of vividly shaped deer eyes, black and white, with a sense of innocence that she doesn't know.

Rong Moyan: "..."

If it wasn't for the various cameras in the exhibition hall, he would have hugged her and kissed her hard, and then hard...

Xu saw the change in the man's eyes.

And that look...

Duan Fei couldn't be more familiar with it.

She blushed, turned and walked forward.

Rong Mo let out a low cough, and quickly raised his heels to follow.

……

Duan Fei took him to a imitation imperial study of the Qing Dynasty, and then began to explain, "This is a one-to-one copy of the royal study in our library. The study is a place for reading and baptism, and dealing with affairs, so you can see... "

Rong Molan stood aside, nodding frequently.

No one would suspect that he was a normal tourist after seeing it.

Occasionally, colleagues pass by, and they just take a look and leave.

……

Just walked around two or three places like this, and the time has come to five o'clock.

Rong Moyan raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Should you be off work?"

Duan Fei asked, "Do you want to continue watching?"

"Don't watch it." Rong Moyan said, "I'll take you home."

Duan Fei pursed her lips and nodded in response.

It's a promise.

So the smile on the corner of Rong Molan's mouth became even more joyful, "I'll wait for you in the car outside."

"it is good."

……

Duan Fei went back to the office to get her things.

Then came outside the Cultural Center, where the familiar Rolls Royce was parked on the side of the road.

But it feels different than every time before.

She walked over slowly, opened the rear door and got in the car.

Rong Molan sat on the inner side of the rear seat, seemingly calm and composed, but in fact...

As soon as she sat in, he took her little hand.

Duan Fei's heart skipped a beat, and she began to struggle subconsciously.

Rong Molan pressed his fingers slightly, "Drive."

Cheng Fang didn't dare to look around at all, and quickly drove the car out.

It's just a few minutes away.

After parking the car, Rong Moyan finally let go of his hand.

Duan Fei cleared her throat, "I'm home, goodbye."

After speaking, push the door and go down.

Unexpectedly, Rong Moyan followed and came down, "I'll take you upstairs."

"No need?" Duan Fei refused.

Rong Mowan looked at her, "It's not like I haven't been to your house before, what are you worried about?"

Duan Fei denied, "I didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, he held his hand again, "Then let me take you up."

Duan Fei: "..."

Perhaps seeing that she was not happy, the man coaxed in a low voice, "I'll take you upstairs instead of going in."

The two stood in the corridor for a long time, holding hands, which was a bit eye-catching. When an aunt came over, she looked at them with teary eyes...

Duan Fei suddenly lost her mind and dragged him into the corridor.

After entering the elevator, she breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the man looking at her with a smile on his face.

Through a layer of glasses, the smile is warm and warm.

Duan Fei blinked, "You..."

Rong Molan took a step forward.

Subconsciously, she also moved back, sticking to the cold elevator wall.

The warm breath came head-on, accompanied by the man's faint and clear breath, but when he reached the front, Rong Moyun stopped, and said in a deep voice, "Press the elevator."

"...Oh." Duan Fei realized, her cheeks flushed red.

She hurriedly lowered her head and fumbled for the keys in the bag.

In the end, I don't know whether it was nervous or embarrassing, but I didn't touch it for a long time.

"Is it in your clothes pocket?" Rong Molan kindly reminded.

Duan Fei's scalp was numb, and she reached out to touch the bag of the down jacket.

Actually found it? !

She hurriedly pressed the elevator.

Then he continued to lower his head, what he didn't see was...

The man looked down at her fair side face slightly, thinking in his heart——

The last time I went to her house, I sat for a while.

This time I will stay longer, and I must kiss her...