Female CEO's personal driver

"No need." Lin Xuemei is disgusted with Kong yuan at the moment, but there is no room to vent. "Xiao Li has shown it to me just now. He said he would like to have a rest."

Completely subconsciously, Lin Xuemei moved out of Li Wenlong.

"Which Xiao Li, Xiao Li?" Kong Yuan asked.

Look at those vice presidents, someone has left the private room pretending to go to the bathroom.

"My driver, Li Wenlong, seems to be very good at this. He's easy to watch it for me." At this point, Lin Xuemei felt grateful to Li Wenlong from the bottom of her heart. Without him, I'm afraid she would... But he did that to herself later. Why? Are men lower body animals?

Reality did not allow her to think much, because Kong yuan on the other side of the phone was already angry and furious: "he, Xiao Li, he is a coachman, and a coachman knows how to look at sprains? The devil believes it. Who knows what he's comfortable with? No, I'll go to you right away and take you to the hospital for examination. "

If imagination can kill people, Li Wenlong is estimated to have died n times. Li Wenlong, who was still in shock in the car, sneezed hard. He wondered whether Lin Xuemei was cursing herself upstairs. For a time, he regretted his retreat. A woman who carried that with him believed that she was still the original one.

"Mr. Kong, thank you for your concern." I don't know why, when hearing Kong Yuan's slander on Li Wenlong, Lin Xuemei was vaguely unhappy. "Xiao Li's technique is very good, which I personally realized. I don't think I need to go to the hospital, and Xiao Li also said that as long as I have a good rest for another night, I'll be fine. I believe him."

"He, he is a color dog. He just wants to take the opportunity to spy on you." Kong yuan was already incoherent with anger.

The only remaining vice president, seeing this posture, knew that he could not eat the meal, and retreated quietly, leaving Kong Yuan alone howling in the private room.

"Wait, I'll be right there." With this, Kong Yuan hung up the phone, scolded and slammed the door: shit, I haven't touched it yet. A little coachman dared to take the opportunity to touch her feet. Isn't it?

"Hello... Hello... President Kong" listens to the busy beep on the phone. Lin Xuemei is more and more disgusted with Kong yuan. If she could tolerate Kong Yuan's shameless amorous behavior in the past, now Lin Xuemei completely believes that Kong Yuan has a mental problem.

"Xiao Li, where are you?" Almost subconsciously, Lin Xuemei dialed Li Wenlong.

"Ah, Mr. Lin, I'm... I'm ready to go!" Li Wenlong doesn't know why Lin Xuemei called, but the tone should not be asking questions.

"That's good." Lin Xuemei seemed to take a long breath, but then hesitated. "You... Can you come up?"

"Ah?" Li Wenlong didn't react at once. She asked me to go up. What are you doing up there?

Rao let the brain tell him to run. Li Wenlong still didn't think of a reason. Is it difficult? Li Wenlong feels dirty about his ideas, but feels that this is the only possibility, just because Lin Xuemei carries that in her bag all day. If she is not the kind of person with strong ideas, will that woman carry that with her? I guess I saw myself strong and hungry, so I called myself and asked myself to go up with her. What?

As God's witness, that's what Li Wenlong thought at that time.

"OK, I'll go up now." Almost blurted out and quickly locked the car. Li Wenlong gave full play to his extraordinary skill of climbing the building. In a moment, he came to Lin Xuemei's door, but he didn't change his face and didn't accelerate.