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There was a serious traffic jam today. I was almost late!

Li Yang looked at the closed door of the elevator and was relieved in his heart. Fortunately, he arrived in time.

The next second, the elevator door re opened, Li Yang slightly raised eyes, small face pale.

Lu Chi ink expressionless into the elevator, back to her, pressed the floor, the elevator door closed again.

Li Yang quickly closed his eyelids, subconsciously moved to the corner, far away from him, even so, his low cold breath still let people feel depressed.

Li Yang doesn't understand. It's clear that there is a special elevator. Why should he take the employee elevator?

Lu Chi Mo didn't look back from the beginning to the end. Li Yang looked at his back quietly, and suddenly recalled Ji Ziqi's breathing voice yesterday, mixed with fragmented nonsense

Li Yang was so distracted that she didn't respond when the elevator door opened.

"Don't get off the elevator?"

The man's icy voice rings in his ears. Li Yang raises his eyes a little hastily. Lu Chi Mo just looks back. Their eyes just collide with each other. His beautiful peach blossom eyes are extremely gloomy.

Li Yang flustered down his head, the rest of the light swept to the open elevator door, nothing to say, just trotted out.

Lu Chi Mo looks at the little woman who runs out of the elevator like running away. The breath in her eyes is more and more gloomy. Is she hiding from him?

Yesterday afternoon, he lost control of her in the office, so she was afraid, hiding from him!

But she can smile so brightly and moving at Yin Shaosen. He just saw her coming down from the co driver of Yin Shaosen and waved to him with a smile

Thinking of this, he was so jealous that he would like to catch this hateful woman and tie it firmly around him. He would not allow her to be with other men or laugh at other men!

……

Li Yang punch card, back to their own work, some exhausted lying on the desk.

Wu Mengyu slipped over the chair and hit Li Yang's arm. Li Yang raised his head and asked stiffly, "what's the matter?"

Wu Mengyu's ambiguous line of sight falls on Li Yang's body, which makes Li Yang feel fluffy. He quickly touches his face with his hand and asks carefully, "is there anything on my face?"

Wu Mengyu continued to look at her. After half a sound, she frowned and asked, "to tell you the truth, was your husband tossing around all night?"

This, this, this

Li Yang depressed, powerless back, "don't guess, nothing."

Wu Mengyu smiled, "no, you see, you are so early in the morning, you are low spirited, obviously squeezed, and the eyes are black, even the cosmetics are not covered. The blush of the small face can not be saved, and you haven't seen your makeup for the first two days!"

Well, it's all seen.

Last night, she didn't fall asleep all night since she received the phone call that Lu Chi Mo accidentally dialed over and heard something she shouldn't have heard. So her poor complexion can only be covered up by cosmetics.

However, Wu Mengyu's sharp eyes are a little terrible. Li Yang is about to explain, and some colleagues around him yell, "Xiao Li, your husband is rich and has good looks. It can last forever. I really envy others!"

"My God, I want to have such a husband, I must be happy to die!"

Ning Luoyuan laughed and joked, "first of all, you have to have a male ticket, and then talk about the husband."

After listening to the female colleague, she stamped her foot in anger, "Oh, I'd rather leave you far away. You're so tired of it. Go away. I don't want to see you!" Turning to Li Yang, he said, "Xiao Li, your husband can really Isn't it true that men can't do it two or three times at most? "

Li Yang

All of a sudden, Li Yang didn't know how to explain it. He understood it in his heart, and it was useless to explain it. Anyway, other people had already recognized it. He simply blinked and said, "I think it's not good to talk about this topic of color in the early morning. It will make the male compatriots can't stand it..."

Around came a sound of Yo Yo Yo, but everyone did not continue, otherwise it would really ignite. Li Yang lay on the table, sleepless all night, really sleepy, just want to take the opportunity to have a rest.

Wu Meng Yu shook his head. It seems that men are too awesome in this respect. It's not a good thing. Look at the little darling who has tortured him. He just started to doze off at work.

Li Yang just sleeps in the past, his arm is pushed and jammed a few, Wu Mengyu says in a low voice, "Xiao Li, manager Zhao is here."

After listening to Li Yang, he was sleepless and energetic. Every day when manager Zhao was free, he would come and walk around a few times to see if everyone was lazy

As soon as manager Zhao left, Li Yang recovered from her listless face. She scratched her hair and asked herself again and again, Li Yang, what are you doing?

It's normal for a couple to do that kind of thing. What's your insomnia and depression here? But as long as I think of it, I feel heartache. After pressing it hard, it still hurts"Kowtow, kowtow!"

"Is Miss Li Yang there? There is your flower

The knock on the door mixed with the voice of the courier sounded at the door of the office.

This time, everyone fried the pot, "again?"

Pointing to Li Yang one after another, "here it is!"

The courier came in with the flower box in his hand. Li Yang thought it was from Yin Shaosen, so he signed for it.

Seeing that Li Yang didn't mean to open it, they urged him, "Xiao Li, open it and have a look. Let's envy and envy again!"

Wu Mengyu volunteered, "I dismantle, I dismantle!"

Li Yang helplessly handed Wu Mengyu, the long thin color flower box tied with a bow, looking very beautiful.

Wu Mengyu opened the flower box, and the crowd exclaimed, "it's Louis XIV. Oh, my God, this variety and this color are so pure. It's just flown from France."

They are all French learners. They all know that Louis XIV was originally from France, and they know more about the flower language of Louis XIV. "I only love you, Xiao Li. Your husband is so kind."

Wu Mengyu counted it. "It's just eleven. It's a card."

Wu Mengyu took out the card, there was nothing on it, only a letter, "L, what the hell?" Turning her eyes to Li Yang, "Xiao Li, it seems that this flower is not sent by your husband."

Li Yang read the letter repeatedly in his heart. Suddenly, Li Yang grabbed the exquisite card in Wu Mengyu's hand and stared at the handwriting on the card

It's Lu Chi Mo's handwriting!