Temporarily staying at the president's house: be your listed woman

Chapter 67 Sir, Where Do You Put Your Hands?
Pei Ran lowered her eyes and changed the subject, "I'll take you to another department."

"Next time, you haven't had lunch yet, go eat first, I'll just go up by myself." After speaking, Qi Xuan blinked her eyes.

Pei Ran nodded, "Yes, that's fine."

Then send her into the elevator and close the elevator door...

The moment the elevator door slowly closed, Qi Xuan raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "I'll see you later."

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After spending a day with Mo Fei, Qi Xuan felt so bored that she almost went crazy.

If he wanted to do things quietly, she would have to be so quiet that she couldn't make a sound. She felt that it was the worst decision for her to come to the company.

But thinking that if she wasn't around, he would steal some food and gain weight, so she felt that she had to sit in charge in person.

Time is running out, but the weight on his body is still there, and there are still 45 catties...

Her 100 million...

No matter what you do, you can't give up halfway.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Mo Fei finally left his desk and stood up.

When Qi Xuan saw him stand up, she regained her energy and looked at him, "Are you done?"

Mo Fei nodded. "Ok."

"We're done, let's go." So boring, so boring.

Seeing her like this, he almost laughed so hard, but he still pretended to look at her very seriously, "Where are you going?"

"Do some exercise." What else can you do, it's time for fitness.

Normally, he should be at home at two o'clock.

But it is 03:30 today, and they are still in the company, and the time has been delayed by more than half an hour.

"What kind of sport?" Someone pretended to be shameless, and it was really a very good image.

That smile, that expression, Qi Xuan definitely didn't feel that she had misunderstood him, she stared at him, gritted her teeth slightly, "Run!!"

What did he think, what sport?

Mo Feifei was amused by her, "Oh. I thought..."

"Why do you think?"

He looked up, "Let's go."

...Damn, I must be thinking why, hum.

The president basically does not go to work in the afternoon for nearly a month, the president seems to be getting thinner and thinner, and there is a beautiful woman next to the president... The combination of these three situations makes it difficult for people in the company to think about it.

The gossip that just passed in the morning will come again here.

Many people said that they saw the president put his fat hand on the waist of the beautiful woman with their own eyes.

(End of this chapter)