Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 149 Handmade Cookies
Although watching "Extreme Contest" caused her to go to bed late, the next day, Qian Mengmeng woke up earlier than usual.

It was almost seven o'clock, and she was already busy in the kitchen.

When Du Ruan got up, Qian Mengmeng was preparing to go out with a bag on her back and a small gift box.

"You don't need to film today, don't you?" Du Ruan let out a sigh while rubbing the chicken nest head.

Qian Mengmeng smiled sweetly, pointed at the biscuits on the table and said, "I made small biscuits this morning, you can eat them later."

Du Ruan's eyes lit up when she heard that she made the biscuits by herself.

Living together for a year, she knows Qian Mengmeng's craftsmanship very well. Small desserts such as biscuits and cakes, made by Qian Mengmeng are as good as those sold in the store.

"God, what's the matter today, Dachu cooks for himself." Du Ruan walked towards the living room.

Qian Mengmeng put on her shoes and stood up straight, "Well, I'm going to hug my thigh today."

Du Ruan: "..."

Before she could react, Qian Mengmeng closed the door and left.

……

When they went downstairs, An Zhi was already waiting there. After Qian Mengmeng took out a small bag of biscuits from her bag and handed it to her, the two went to the SF Group building.

Yes, after thinking about it last night, Qian Mengmeng decided to listen to Du Ruan and hug Song Huaijin's thigh!

Although he said not to meet each other, he didn't say not to let her hug her thigh.He also said before that he wanted her to play thigh hugging.

Drive all the way to the SF Group Building.

Qian Mengmeng asked An Zhi to wait in the car, and went to the lobby by herself.

"Hello, please give this to Mr. Song for me." Since the eldest brother said not to meet, she can entrust someone to pass it on.

The beauty at the front desk took the small gift box with a smile, "Okay, miss, are you..."

"money……"

"She's Qian Mengmeng, the third female lead of "Light in the Red Dust"!" Another beauty at the front desk interrupted Qian Mengmeng, and at the same time took out a notebook, "Mengmeng, can I sign it. "

Qian Mengmeng: "..." She has never been asked to sign.

Nodding cautiously and shyly, Qian Mengmeng picked up a pen and signed her name seriously.

After the beauty at the front desk got the autograph, she asked for a hug again, and she was overjoyed, "I'll hand this over to the president for you."

Qian Mengmeng became even more shy, "Thank you."

Back in the car, she couldn't help recalling the feeling of being asked for an autograph just now.

Some novelty but more gratitude.

Seeing her full of smiles, An Zhi couldn't help asking, "Did you see Mr. Song?"

"No, I gave it to the front desk, and they said they would pass it on to me." Qian Mengmeng hecked twice.

An Zhi: "..." What the hell!hand over?If she does this, she will definitely be divided by other people when she gets to the president's office!
Taking out her mobile phone secretly, An Zhi quickly sent a text message to Pei Hang, telling him that Qian Mengmeng sent Mr. Song a small biscuit made by herself today.

Unfortunately, Pei Hang happened to be out on errands for Song Huaijin today.

By the time he noticed the text message, about an hour had passed since Qian Mengmeng handed over the biscuits to the front desk.

Calling Linda hastily to confirm the matter, Pei Hang always had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, Linda called him, "Assistant Pei, don't give that biscuit to Mr. Song..."

"how?"

"That... Lily took it apart and ate it as an ordinary gift..." Linda's voice became softer as she spoke to the end.

Looking at Lily who was almost crying on the chair, and the unpacked gift box on her desk, she swallowed.

(End of this chapter)