Proficient ignition starts.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine.

The white Suzuki GSX250 ran over the fallen leaves and drove out of the community.

When she passed the intersection, her mind suddenly flashed through her mind when she saw the Roujiamo stall.

After driving forward for hundreds of meters, the locomotive suddenly turned around and returned to the intersection.

Park the car and take off your helmet.

The autumn wind blew her clothes and hair, outlining her sexy and graceful cartoon figure, which instantly attracted the attention of many people against the backdrop of the motorcycle on the side.

Cheng Qiuqiu quickly walked to the familiar stall and said in a light tone: "Boss, let's have a fat and thin Roujiamo!"

"Okay, seven yuan." The boss looked up at her and asked habitually: "Do you still add more chili and coriander?"

He was very impressed by this sexy and beautiful female customer.

Except for being a little cold-hearted, everything else is very good.

Cheng Qiuqiu took a moment, but didn't know how to answer.

She didn't know if Tang and Song could eat coriander.

I wanted to ask on WeChat, but I thought it was too straightforward and seemed ulterior motive.

After struggling and hesitating for a while, after repeated inquiries from the boss.

She suddenly blurted out: "I want three, not one, not one, and only peppers for the other."

Anyway, I bought it all, so there will be no mistakes.

Hearing her reply, Lao Chang smiled instantly, it was a big order.

He responded quickly and started making it with his hands and feet.

Buyiwaner, three roujiamos in plastic bags appeared in her hands.

Put it carefully in your backpack.

Just as Cheng Qiuqiu was about to turn around and leave, a voice came from behind: "Hello, Meile."

She raised her head and was as if a handsome boy in sportswear was smiling at her.

"I also buy breakfast here every day. I've been here many times. Do you live nearby?"

Cheng Qiuqiu had no expression on his face, and he turned around and left without looking at him again.

The cold and indifferent wizard refusal made the boy's smile instantly freeze.

He did pay attention to the other party many times, but today he found that this girl was actually riding a motorcycle, which was beautiful and ironic.

It's so tempting that I won't pay anymore.

I couldn't help but go forward to join the house, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to bear.

9 a.m.

Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in B2 of Yunxi Building.

Tang Song got off the bus and took the elevator to the 30th floor.

"Mr. Tang, morning!"

"Lao Chang, you are here!"

"Mr. Tang is as handsome as ever today!"

Several colleagues who happened to be in the elevator immediately greeted him warmly.

Tang Song nodded at them with a smile, and Shi Shi walked into the passage on the left, which was the door leading directly to the office area.

Since Songmei clothing occupies a whole floor of women, the area is more than 2,000 square meters.

In order to prevent employees from going too far and not needing to check in, they can enter and exit through the nearby door.

Just as I approached the door of the president's office, a figure came into my eyes.

The simple and slim dark cow sweater and tight jeans outline the graceful body curves.

The long orange-brown hair is smooth and smooth, and it shines with a charming luster under the light and shadow, and is casually spread on the shoulders.

It adds a bit of tenderness and charm to her.

Cheng Qiuqiu leaned quietly against the wall of the corridor, carrying a backpack and holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

I heard footsteps approaching.

She raised her head and collided with Tang Song's gaze, with a little unnatural appearance on her face.

"Good morning, Qiuqiu." Tang Song came to her with a smile, looking at the sexy and beautiful designer gently.

Cheng Qiuqiu staggered his eyes, handed over the coffee in his hand, and whispered: "Thank you for your coffee yesterday,

I'll treat you today."

"Oh? I'm giving it to me? Then I'm not polite." Tang Song naturally took the coffee.

Looking at Qiuqiu, who was drooping, he couldn't help but pat her hair gently.

Cheng Qiuqiu's body trembled, his mouth opened slightly, and subconsciously shrank back.

"Ah, sorry, Yu." Tang Song quickly apologized. This was completely a subconscious behavior in the dream.

"It's okay." Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Can you eat coriander?"

Tang Song was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Yes."

Cheng Qiuqiu took off the bag on his shoulder, fumbled it in it for a while, and took out a roujiamo wrapped in plastic and paper bags. "This is the one I ate in the morning. Don't you want to try it?"

Taking the Roujiamo in her hand, Tang Song's eyes narrowed slightly and took it seriously.

She stopped her and showed a warm smile on her face: "Thank you Qiuqiu, I was really not full in the morning and I have been thinking about your Roujiamo. Now it's time to get what I want."

"That's good." Cheng Qiuqiu's face turned slightly red, "Then I'm going to work, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

Watching her figure disappear.

Tang Song felt a complicated feeling in his heart, as if he had fallen into the figure of the little Le Chi in the dream from her again.

Although he looked extremely cold, he could feel that Cheng Qiuqiu was actually very lacking in love.

Back to the president's office.

Tang and Song untied the plastic bag and bite the Roujiamo.

Although it was not just out of the pot, the crust was slightly softer and less crispy, the fat and thin braised meat inside was still fragrant, and the delicious mixture of peppers and coriander made people's appetite greatly.

He ate it carefully bit by bit, not even letting go of the debris that fell into the paper bag.

After eating, Tang Song took a photo of an empty paper bag and shared it with Cheng Qiuqiu.

Leave a message: "(～～)/very delicious."

Soon, the screen of the phone lights up and Cheng Qiuqiu replied with a smiling expression.

When Tang Song was about to type a few more words to respond, the phone vibrated and a new message popped up.

[Lingling: "(··)9 Senior, I have already arrived downstairs of our company, and I will rush up immediately!"]

After this news, Tang Song couldn't help but chuckled.

This elementary school girl is always full of vitality, and every time she communicates, she suddenly feels like a fresh wind blowing through his life.

His habit of sending messages and adding facial words is also learned from this cheerful elementary school girl, which feels very interesting.

After thinking about it, he quickly replied: "Okay, I'll arrange someone to pick you up from the elevator."

【Lingling: "q('w')get!"】

Returning to the main interface, clicking Cheng Qiuqiu's chat box, Tang Song replied: "Qiuqiu, there is a new person in our company today. We will go to the 30th floor immediately. You can go to the elevator to receive her and help her turn into the job."

[Cheng Qiuqiu: "Okay, Mr. Tang, what's her name?"]

Brand department office area.

"Buzzing--"

【Tang Song: "You will know when you see her."]

Seeing the ambiguous reply from Tang Song, Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned, but didn't know how to ask.

I silently picked up the work sign and walked out in confusion.

Standing next to the elevator, I waited for a bay.

"Ding Yi" sounded softly, and the elevator door slowly opened.

A familiar figure came out.

With eyes facing each other, Cheng Qiuqiu's expression turned into a wrong way and was stunned, "Lingling?"
To be continued...