Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 68 Absolutely Not, I Post Four
"Smile, or the photos you take won't look good..." Nian Shiqian, who was sleeping, yelled extremely dissatisfied.

As she said that, she turned over, her back was empty, and she fell off the sofa and fell to the floor.

"Ah Yo." Nian Shiqian clutched the back of his painful head, "It hurts!"

Sitting on the floor, she shook her head in a daze.

Supporting the ground with her hands, she turned over and wanted to get up from the ground, but her eyes accidentally fell into a pair of shiny leather shoes, reflecting her distressed appearance.

Ok?someone here?
Looking up along the toe of the shoe, when she saw that cold, arrogant and indifferent face, she felt a "thump" in her heart, and hurriedly asked, "Do you really want to marry her?"

Feng Yiche narrowed his eyes.

Startled suddenly, Nian Shiqian looked back at where she was, it was Feng Yiche's office, that is to say...

Immediately breathed a sigh of relief, Nian Shiqian stood up and sat down on the sofa: "It's a dream."

Feng Yiche couldn't help laughing at Nian Shiqian's surprised look.

Slowing down, Nian Shiqian noticed something was wrong, secretly glanced at Feng Yiche who was looking at her, and couldn't help shivering.

"Just now... did you hear what I said in my sleep just now?"

Feng Yiche's eyes flicked over Nian Shiqian lightly, he got up and unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled them up, and walked to the desk.

Sitting down, Feng Yiche was indifferent, picked up the unfinished documents, and said in a cold tone, "You said a lot, which sentence did you ask?"

"Ah?" Nian Shiqian opened his mouth in surprise, and chased after Feng Yiche's desk, "I...I said a lot? Did you say anything you shouldn't say?"

Feng Yiche stopped turning over the document, and raised his eyes: "I've said so much, how do I know which sentence you shouldn't say?"

"Eh..." Nian Shi smiled slightly, and said cautiously, "It's just... the kind that makes you unhappy when you hear it."

Feng Yiche raised his eyebrows lightly, and then said with a serious face, "It seems that I'm not too happy."

"Huh? That much?"

Nian Shiqian was almost on the verge of crying, except that she was in a deep sleep, generally speaking, she wouldn't talk in her sleep.

It seemed that Feng Yiche's sofa was too comfortable, and she slept too deeply, so she couldn't hold back for a while, and said the scolding words to him.

Talking nonsense in front of creditors is a big taboo!
Feng Yiche was amused by his annoyance that he almost hit the wall when he read it. The corners of his lips curled up in a perfect arc, but there was a sly look in his eyes.

"I can't hear you very clearly. Are they all talking bad about me?"

When I read it, I was startled, and then immediately shook my head like a rattle: "No, no, absolutely not! I... swear!"

He raised his right hand, popped out three fingers, looked at it while reading, and stretched out another one.

I swear, the four fingers should look more solemn.

However, she was serious on the surface, but she was already beating gongs and drums in her heart.

Feng Yiche's eyes flicked across Nian Shiqian's left hand, which had visibly swollen a lot. It seemed that the medicine had a good effect.

Lowering his eyes, Feng Yiche ignored her, but closed the document in his hand and put it aside, picked up the microphone of the landline: "Xiao Wang, bring the construction contract."

Nian Shiqian's tense four fingers curled slightly, building a building?It's so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Seeing Nian Shiqian remained motionless, Feng Yiche raised his eyes.

Nian Shiqian stood upright, seeing Feng Yiche looking over, he quickly stretched his hands.

Why does it feel a little weird.

Feng Yiche glanced at the sofa: "Go and sit down."

Nian Shiqian was like a child who did something wrong, obediently said "Oh", walked quickly to the sofa and sat down, put her hands on her knees, and straightened her back.

He just asked her to sit down, but the woman turned herself into a motionless sculpture.

(End of this chapter)