Chapter 103: Assistant Qiao, Office Romance
Qiao Xu placed her palm on the back of his hand, tilted her head to look at his profile: "President Xu is working overtime late at night. I'll go get my laptop and make the schedule for next week."
Xu Si'an pressed her shoulder and turned her around, then lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers: "You're the boss's wife, so you can only work overtime with the boss."
"Let them do those things; my secretarial team isn't meant to be worshipped."
"The boss's wife's job is to monitor how much money the company makes each month. When she's happy, she gives them bonuses and benefits; when she's unhappy..."
Xu Si'an chuckled and gently pecked the tip of her nose: "Give me a command, and I'll take a nice bath and make you happy."
Qiao Xu's brow twitched; she knew he couldn't say more than three serious sentences.
"When I'm unhappy, you make me even angrier."
"Men, ah!"
man?
The word "呵" is problematic.
Xu Si'an pinched her cheek, lifted her up slightly, and placed the tips of his high heels on his leather shoes.
"What's wrong with men?"
"Your man has a great physique, is capable at work, and provides plenty of emotional support. When you're angry, I'll comfort you standing up, squatting down, or even kneeling down."
The emphasis on the word "kneel" in his speech clearly indicated that it wasn't a respectable or honest act of kneeling.
"Wife, tonight, I'll kneel down and coax you, okay?"
"Now's fine too. We're working overtime, everyone else is off work. Assistant Qiao, office romance?"
Qiao Xu didn't dare to press too hard on the toes of his leather shoes, and tilted her head back to meet his smug face: "Xu Si'an, you're such a closet pervert!"
He hooked her waist around his and she sat on his desk.
"You're not new to this, and you're still unhappy that this is only done to you."
Qiao Xu placed her hands on his chest, and Xu Si'an grabbed her wrists and pressed them against his tie: "Assistant Qiao, loosen your tie."
He lowered his head and kissed her lips, sometimes gently, sometimes domineering.
Qiao Xu's hand was trembling as she pulled at his tie.
Forced to tilt their head back and breathe through their mouth.
But it was undoubtedly his way of giving out benefits, allowing him to indulge in his desires with ease.
Qiao Xu's shirt, the buttons below her collarbone were undone, and the kisses, chases, and entanglements became even more passionate.
"I knew you'd be here. I've come to celebrate your birthday, don't get too emotional..."
Xu Si'an instinctively turned to block the newcomer's view and pulled Qiao Xu, whose cheeks were flushed and who was equally moved, into his arms.
His tie was loose at the collar, and his eyes were red and tinged with desire.
He Yanxun, who was standing at the door carrying wine and two wine glasses, was always thick-skinned.
He felt awkward for less than a second, realizing that he had been interrupted and the conversation was definitely over.
If you're so capable, kiss him in front of him.
So he consciously walked to the sofa and sat down. Xu Si'an didn't have time to pay attention to him and was busy buttoning up Qiao Xu's clothes.
He ripped off his tie and threw it on his desk.
"Are you bored? You come in without knocking?"
He Yanxun leaned back lazily on the sofa: "Why am I knocking on the door if it's not closed properly?"
Xu Si'an carried Qiao Xu down and placed her on his office chair.
"Look at you, look at you, your lips are all swollen from being kissed."
Qiao Xu: ...Are you being polite?
Xu Si'an looked completely innocent: "I really don't know why this sixth brother came."
"I can't drink, so I can't get along with him."
He Yanxun twisted open the bottle: "Keep your voice down, you trolls. I'm not hard of hearing."
"Besides, I came here to celebrate your birthday. I got some good wine, but it's a pity... you're not fortunate enough to enjoy it."
Xu Si'an: ·······
If you know he's not worthy of enjoying it, then what's the point of him coming?
If you're already upset, why do you come and upset him?
They're true brothers.
Qiao Xu stood up: "You eat dinner first. Has President He eaten yet?"
He Yanxun poured himself a glass of red wine and swirled it in his hand: "Of course, I never mistreat myself."
"I was just being polite." Qiao Xu left for her office, leaving them alone.
Xu Si'an carried the meal from his desk to the coffee table: "I think you're just asking for it. What's wrong with Si Shen?"
"I didn't say he was bad."
Xu Si'an glanced at him, a smug smile playing on his lips.
"Yes, that really hits home."
"Someone like you, Si Shen would be willing to marry you. Uncle He and Aunt He would treat him like royalty and thank him for taking you in."
He Yanxun tilted his head back and drank most of a glass of red wine: "He and I have the same features."
"Oh, you're useless?"
He Yanxun: ? ? ? What the hell is he doing here?
"Stop talking nonsense about me. Who do you think you are? I'd rather be a bootlicker than her." [Remember that confident promise someone made at the beginning of the story?]
"His face is all swollen from being hit."
Xu Si'an didn't care about his teasing at all. In front of the person he loved, what did self-esteem, dignity, or face matter?
unimportant!
The important thing is to have a bed to sleep in, to be able to eat your fill, and to be able to eat your fill at every meal.
Xu Si'an pushed away the glass of red wine that was placed in front of him: "At least I can kneel down and be a lapdog, but you can't."
He Yanxun couldn't stand this: "Who says it's not okay? My grandma has arranged several blind dates for me. I'll go check them out tomorrow."
"Oh, did Grandma He arrange for a man or a woman?"
"A woman definitely won't do, the size is wrong."
He Yanxun was about to throw the wine glass in Xu Si'an's face when his wrist was grabbed.
I'll break your hand.
He Yanxun put down his wine glass and lay exhausted on the sofa: "I am an only child."
"Uncle He and Aunt He don't mind having another son."
He Yanxun: ......
"Forget it, I can't explain it to you."
Xu Si'an stopped there; matters of the heart were for him to decide for himself.
He Yanxun didn't see the figure at the door, but he did.
Putting down his chopsticks, Xu Si'an kicked his shin: "Hey, I'm here to talk to you."
Who's looking for me?
Happy 30th birthday, bro.
Xu Si'an shook off the hand that was hooked around his neck: "Get off me, I'm twenty-nine, you say thirty."
Yes, He Yanxun is a bit older than him, a thirty-year-old man.
"Senior brother, you've arrived."
Si Shen walked over with a file folder in his hand and placed it in front of him: "Birthday present."
Xu Si'an accepted it: "Thank you, senior brother."
He picked up the documents, stood up, walked to his desk, and put them in the drawer: "I'm going to find my wife."
To everyone's surprise, he walked into the lounge.
Qiao Xu carefully reviewed the cooperation information submitted by each department.
There was a commotion coming from the lounge.
She stopped typing and turned to see Xu Si'an walking out of her lounge.
Then take a look at the intact glass door that hasn't been pushed.
"Where did you come from?"
Xu Si'an gave a thumbs-up and pointed behind him: "Inside."
He walked over to Qiao Xu, leaned down and pressed down on her: "Wife, you haven't been to the lounge before, have you?"
"Come, come, let me show you around."
Qiao Xu was dragged into the lounge by him when she realized that the bathroom inside actually had two doors.
When she went to the toilet today...
"Xu Si'an, are you sick? Why are you making such a fuss about dying?"
"Honey, I'm just afraid you'll be shy. Don't you think office romances are exciting?"
Qiao Xu slapped his sly smile across the corner of his mouth.
Provoke him @#￥%——
"Is this sweet enough? I sprinkled in two pounds of sugar!!!"
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