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By the time the car stopped in front of the Underworld Tower, it was already snowing heavily. Like a sky full of mist, it shrouded the entire land, causing her to hide behind the eaves of the carriage and take out her phone to make a call to Loong Yi.

"Big Brother Loong, I'm downstairs at your company, can I trouble you to come down?"

He still didn't have the courage to call him. He was afraid of being rejected and even more afraid of being mocked.

"Ah?" We're downstairs? "

Loong Yi's voice seemed to be somewhat shocked.

"We're not at the company right now, but we'll be back soon. Why don't you go in and warm up for a while? I'll talk to the lady in front of me!"

"No need, no need. I'll just wait outside for a while!"

Qiuye immediately rejected them, she would rather freeze to death outside than be killed by the girls at the front desk.

"Alright, let's hurry back!"

Loong Yi stood by the side of the car and hung up, then respectfully opened the car door to look at the man who had just walked out of the hotel. They had just come in the morning to participate in an important meeting, so they were rushing back.

In the car, Loong Yi peeked at the closed eyes of Zhuang Shilee in the rearview mirror. After hesitating for a moment, he decided not to speak of what she was waiting for downstairs.

From his keen observation, he knew that his boss had probably gotten into trouble with her over the past few days. At this time, it was better for him to remain silent, otherwise, he would definitely become cannon fodder again.

But... Looking at the sky outside, he couldn't help but increase his speed. Zhuang Shilee, who was sitting in the backseat, suddenly opened his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Loong Yi, what's going on today?"

How could he drive a car in such bad weather?

"Oh, oh, boss, I've been busy all morning. I'm a little hungry now!"

Loong Yi anxiously tried to find an excuse, but his speed did not decrease, in a moment, he had already reached the Underworld Tower.

Zhuang Shilee took his computer and stopped the car.

The snow was falling harder, and he wrapped his coat around himself and walked toward the lobby, his thin lips pressed together. A small figure at the door caught his attention. Why did it look so much like her?

Could it be that he was hallucinating after not seeing her for the past few days?

Squinting his eyes, he quickly walked towards the little woman who had her back to him. Because of the cold, she constantly stomped her feet. As he got closer to her, his frown deepened and his expression became more and more unsightly.

Finally, he stood behind her, staring at the figure that was shivering in the cold wind.

"What are you doing here?"

he growled in annoyance.

This damnable woman, is she trying to make me feel better? How could she have worn so little in the snowy weather?

Qiuye, who was about to be frozen stiff, was suddenly startled by the voice that came from behind him. She hurriedly turned her head around, and when she saw the face of the person who had walked out from the snow, he immediately froze in place.

"Why is it you?"

When she came back to her senses, she felt a little awkward. She blurted out those words without thinking, and then hid the thermal insulation box behind her back.

"Why can't it be me?"

His black eyes calmly swept over the heat preservation box behind her.

"What's that?"

"Ugh …"

She lowered her head and faltered. She had only wanted to secretly give it to him, but he had actually descended from the sky.

"Achoo!"

She opened her mouth and was about to say something when she suddenly sneezed.

A warm, warm coat fell from the sky over her, blocking the wave after wave of cold that was invading her body. She raised her small face to look at him gratefully.

However, he continued to ask with a deadpan expression.

"What was that?"

He was referring to the object in her hand.

Qiuye then took out the heat preservation case from her back.

"Bone soup …"

Her voice was as low as it could be.

However, he could clearly hear it. A trace of surprise first flashed across his elegant face, then it was replaced with a hint of faint surprise. In the end, he returned to a nonchalant state. He had always been the person who could conceal his emotions the most.

Such a cold Tian'er, she actually came to deliver soup to him?

Was he really supposed to be angry with her? Or should he be moved? Why was this little woman unable to do anything to him?

His anger towards her from a few days ago had vanished completely. His large hands grabbed hold of her, and he dragged her with him as he strode into the hall. Her small hands were bone-chilling cold, and he resisted the impulse to scold her, so he quickened his pace.

"Hey hey, what are you doing?"

Qiuye shouted as she ran along behind him. When she noticed the sudden silence, she quickly shut her mouth and followed him with her head lowered.

As for the group of women below, they were completely unable to calm down. Dressed in the CEO's coat and with her small hands held by the CEO, this naked declaration made everyone want to smash their heads against a wall in jealousy!

When Loong Yi parked the car and stepped into the main hall, he saw everyone's sorrowful and indignant look. He couldn't help but chuckle, the boss' mood should have gone from bad to better now.

Inside the elevator, Qiuye leaned against the wall and heaved a sigh of relief, but before she could regain her senses, his low voice came from above.

"Lin Qiuye, are you putting on a show for me?"

Zhuang Shilee lowered his eyes and looked at her small face, his big hands tightly holding hers and gently rubbing it. That cold feeling still did not leave her palm, he suspected that this woman's hands were made of ice, it seemed that her hands were also so cold in the summer!

"Of course not!"

She pouted in displeasure.

God, if she'd known it was going to snow like this, if she'd known they weren't at the office, she wouldn't have come to suffer.

As she spoke, the elevator had already reached the top floor. She was directly dragged into his office and then left to the side by him. He didn't even look at her as he continued to immerse himself in his work.

She frowned as she looked at the thermal insulation box in her hand. Then, she summoned up her courage and walked over to his table and placed the box in front of him. He looked up at her lazily. She swallowed and whispered,

"Zhuang …" Don't be angry, okay? "

Just this soft sentence melted his cold heart. In fact, he was already angry when he saw her downstairs, but he still didn't want her to show more goodwill.

When she saw that he was silent, she quickly opened the thermos cup. A tempting fragrance immediately filled the air.

"Drink some soup, I just made it at noon!"

He was already moved, but he lowered his head and pretended to continue his work.

"Nope!"

She immediately froze, feeling wronged. She blinked her large eyes, at a loss of what to do. Her small face was full of hurt. He suddenly could not bear to continue staring at her and said,

"Come here!"

This time, she did not resist and obediently walked in front of him. With a wave of her hand, he pulled her into his embrace, and her small hand naturally wrapped around his neck. Her fragrance immediately filled his nose.

Smelling her sweet scent, he suddenly raised his eyes and smiled ambiguously.

"Qiuye... It's fine if you want me to drink it, so why don't you feed it to me! "

Qiuye stared at him and did not know whether to laugh or cry, but she could do nothing, now it was her turn to beg for her forgiveness.

"Then let me down first!"

She had to compromise.

"No!" Just drink it like that! "

He held her close and smiled maliciously, as if deliberately trying to make things difficult for her.

She sat on his thigh, slightly taller than him. Facing him at such a close distance, with such an ambiguous posture and such a perfect and handsome face, she suddenly discovered that her heart was about to jump out of her chest while he remained so relaxed.

She glared at him, reached out and dragged the thermos with difficulty. She took the spoon and carefully scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth. She wanted to smash his head with the spoon when she saw him close his eyes and enjoy it.

He didn't know how long he had been drinking this soup. It was not easy for him to say that he had stopped, but her weak arms had long since turned sour and her face had turned completely red.

She struggled to get up, wanting to clean up, but he suddenly pulled her down, and then, his lips puckered up. His lips were filled with the rich taste of soup. This kind of atmosphere made her feel that he belonged to her alone. It was an aura that belonged solely to her.

When he finally let go of her, she was already in his arms, gasping for breath. After hesitating for a long time, she finally spoke with a blushing face.

"Zhuang …" Why don't you go to my place tonight? Liangqiu knows he was wrong, he's just a little kid … "