Anonymous old salted fish: [I hit it. 】
Anonymous professional chicken farmer: [Our migrant workers on the top floor are finally saved. 】
Anonymous veteran: [However, the president is in a pretty good mood recently. He is proud of the wind that can be seen with the naked eye, blindly guessing that an iceberg is coming again. 】
The long-dormant anonymous group discussed 999+ messages with great vigor this time.
There are so many people talking, everyone seems to be free.
However, in a tOp company with hundreds of thousands of employees, even if only a small number of people are fishing, the number is still considerable.
Here Jiang Yue is holding her son. She wore an off-white one-shoulder sweater when she went out today. Her collarbones were exposed and she was slender and white.
Paired with a pair of dark blue jeans, it is slim and slim-fitting, complementing your tall figure, slender waist and long legs.
The long black hair was pulled into a soft bun.
A few strands of hair fell on his cheeks.
It's a bit innocent and romantic like just leaving school.
The elevator dinged. Jiang Yue looked at the man coming out of the elevator and sighed. She thought it was just a coincidence. She just arrived here and didn't tell him.
"What a coincidence."
Zhou Ji walked over and naturally took her hand: "What a coincidence?"
He held her hand, and she held the child. The family of three was very eye-catching.
After entering the elevator, Jiang Yue said, "How did you know we were here? I originally wanted to go up quietly to scare you."
Zhou Ji didn't explain. Someone told him as soon as she arrived.
He led the people into the office. The eyes sneaking towards them from the corridor were full of curiosity and gossip, but they didn't dare to be malicious.
The son was handed over to Assistant Shen by Zhou Ji. Zhou Ji calmly ordered: "Take him to the rest room to do his homework."
The boy was reluctant, but he was still too young to resist the decision his father had made.
My father is a father, and he is also a rival who will compete with him for his mother.
Assistant Shen took him out of the office. Fortunately, the young master seemed to have a good temper when he didn't speak. The delicate and jade-like little man was ice-cold and cute even if he had a cold face.
Because it is well liked.
People in the office were eager to make a move, and the boy was dressed like a young heir in an ancient castle, exquisite and precious.
She has white skin, black eyes, and long eyelashes.
His eyes are indifferent, and he is very calm at a young age. Being silent makes people like it.
Zhou Zhengchu followed Assistant Shen to the lounge obediently. He put away his schoolbag, looked at Assistant Shen, and said seriously with a tight face: "Tell mom, I will finish my homework soon."
Assistant Shen replied: "Okay, young master."
In the office.
Jiang Yue had nothing to do. She was tricked into the company today by Zhou Ji's few words.
Zhou Ji's office is very large, and there is also a single room for people to rest.
Jiang Yue was shopping in high heels in the afternoon. Now she was a little tired. She lay on the comfortable and soft leather sofa and played quietly on her mobile phone.
Zhou Ji's name will only be called when there is a need.
"Zhou Ji, give me a glass of water."
After a while, her voice sounded a little sticky, and she called him naturally: "Zhou Ji, I want to drink yogurt."
Men naturally respond to her requests.
There was a brief pause, and the only sound in the office that could be heard was the man's casual typing on the keyboard.
I haven't processed the emails in my mailbox yet, and I haven't read the contract in my hand.
Zhou Ji raised her eyes and looked at her. She was lying leisurely on the sofa, taking off her high heels, and a pair of slender straight long legs stretched lazily. The loose sweater was a little loose and fell down a little, white. The arc has some fluctuations.
Jiang Yue was playing with her mobile phone very seriously. She didn't notice the man's gaze at all. She didn't even raise her head: "Zhou Ji, I want to eat strawberries."
The man hummed.
He walked over, lifted her chin, put the washed strawberry to her lips, and took a bite. The bright red juice stained her moist lips.
He calmly slid his Adam's apple and asked, "Is it sweet?"
Jiang Yue was obsessed with the plot of the novel on his phone. He didn't even look at him and said casually: "It's not very sweet."
Zhou Ji suddenly pinched her chin, bent down slightly, inserted her lips and tongue deep into her, and tasted the sweetness of the strawberry.
Jiang Yue was breathless from being kissed, and by the time it was over, she was still out of breath.
Instead, Zhou Ji calmed down and said, "Why are you lying to people?"
He seemed to be reminiscing about something, and his fixed gaze fell on her wet and red lips without any concealment. He said calmly: "It's obviously very sweet."
Jiang Yue suddenly blushed and felt as if his toes were curled up. How could he seize the food from the tiger's mouth?
She muttered: "If you want to eat, don't fight with me."
He also took advantage of her.
The office door rang twice. Jiang Yue was not interested in his work. He lazily got up, put on his slippers and entered the lounge inside.
When Assistant Shen came in, he subconsciously glanced at the sofa. There was a messy blanket curled up on it, and there were uneaten strawberries and yogurt on the coffee table.
Assistant Shen didn't dare to look at it, and quickly looked away and handed over the document, "Sir, Lawyer Zhang said that the extortion case between you and Ms. Sun has been tried in court, and the verdict will be announced at a later date."
"Yeah. Is there anything else?"
Assistant Shen hesitated for a moment, "The young master is almost done with his homework. He..."
Before he could finish his words, he was forced to stop.
Zhou Ji said calmly: "Ask the driver to take him back for dinner."
Assistant Shen could only say yes.
He still remembered that his husband had just asked him to make a reservation at the restaurant in the morning, because he was afraid that he did not want anyone to disturb their world, even if it was his own son.
After Zhou Ji finished her work, Jiang Yue had fallen asleep holding her phone, her face buried in the pillow and quilt, and she was flushed in sleep.
Zhou Ji bent down and woke her up softly.
Jiang Yue woke up in a daze, and her memory seemed to be skewed. She seemed to remember that a long time ago, sometimes she would get up in a daze early in the morning, tie his tie, and then kiss him again.
