The chaebol boss, spoiled

1664 Chapter 1712 into the heart, into the soul 5
"What?" Long Yan raised his eyes.

Yan Qing said, "Do you want to have a baby? It's as cute as Xiao Xiaoye."

Long Yan's face was completely red, and she said: "I don't know how to take care of children. Like Xiao Xiaoye, it's okay to play with it. If you ask me to take it all day, I must be crazy!"

Yan Qing took out the thermometer, it was 39 degrees, but the temperature didn't drop, maybe it was because there was someone who could make his body temperature keep rising, but he didn't care, he put the thermometer beside him, picked up the hot water on the table Take a sip.

"You don't need to worry about it. If you really have a child, let my mother take care of it, okay?" The last two words are extremely clear. One sentence is more than a thousand words of affection.

This is already very straightforward, it's over!
Long Yan heard that her heart was loosening, she fiddled with the documents on purpose, strode out, Yan Qing turned over and got off the bed, and followed step by step, Long Yan didn't notice the footsteps behind him because his head was flying around .

She put the documents on his desk, turned around, bumped into him firmly, raised her head again, the bridge of her nose hit his chin again, the pain made her eyes go dark, and she let out a low cry.

"Are you okay?"

"Why don't you lie down properly when you have a fever, ah, you don't make a sound when you walk." Long Yan yelled, rubbing his nose.

She wanted to retreat, but her back was against the desk, and she wanted to enter, but there was no room to enter at all. The two of them stood close to each other. In this situation, there was nowhere to go. The desktop had to be tilted back to keep the distance.

"Brother Yan, take a step back, I can't stand anymore."

Yan Qing didn't retreat, his eyes suddenly turned black from the fever, and he subconsciously supported the table on both sides of his body with his hands.

Long Yan's arrogant and short hair, her thick eyelashes, in his eyes, there is something shining...

Then two words popped into Yan Qing's mind: it's love.

"Dong dong dong."

Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

Long Yan exploded in an instant, pushed him away violently, sat on his special seat, his back was straight, he pretended to pick up a document and a pen, and left the stunned Yan Qing to concentrate on reviewing the document.

Secretary Xia opened the door and came in. Seeing the scene, she almost suspected that she had gone to the wrong office. Is this Mr. Yan's office or Long Yan's office? Is the person who is serious about reviewing documents trying to do it for him?

Just as he was thinking disapprovingly, he glanced at Yan Qing who was standing next to him, suddenly feeling like a thunderbolt.

The way Mr. Yan looked at him seemed to kill him. Could it be that Mr. Yan could see through his mental activities at a glance?
"Sir, Leng Yejin is here."

"What?" Long Yan screamed, and jumped up: "Why is my brother here, he has clairvoyance?"

Yan Qing saw the expression on her face that was about to be horrific, and was too amused. He raised his hand and clasped it on her shoulder: "I made an appointment with him in the afternoon to come to my place for a meeting on a cooperation project. Why are you nervous?"

"Am I nervous?" Long Yan sat back again, his heart burning.

"Invite people to the reception room, I'll be there later."

Secretary Xia nodded, and withdrew, and heard Yan Qing say: "No one is allowed in."

As soon as the door was closed, before Long Yan had time to calm down, Yan Qing walked up to him, not giving him a chance to escape, lowered his head again, his eyes were full of heat: "Do you like me?"

"My brother Jin is still waiting for you in the reception room, how dare you make him wait!" Long Yan was so embarrassed that he didn't want to answer.

Yan Qing smiled, "You can't escape this question, I'll deal with Leng Yejin first, and then answer me after you think it over." He looked at him, with a deep smile on his brow and eyes, and he couldn't hide it at all. , and added a sentence at the end: "Don't escape!"

Three words, each word is not heavy, but full of deterrent.

(End of this chapter)