Qiao Junxi sat down next to her, staring at her with deep eyes, "Why did you suddenly think of it?"

"Here, I'll give you a midnight snack." Zhao Qingyan took the bento box on the coffee table to him, "But it may be cold now. By the way, there should be a microwave in the tea room. I'll heat it up for you?" Zhao Qingyan picked up the bento box and was about to stand up, but was stopped by Qiao Junxi.

"It's June now, so it's okay to be cold." Zhao Qingyan's thoughts have made Qiao Junxi feel very heartwarming.

He opened it one by one, as if he was exploring a treasure.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I ordered a few of them casually. You can eat it." Zhao Qingyan took apart the chopsticks and handed them to him.

Qiao Junxi took the chopsticks from her hand, looked at her pretty nose, and pranked the chopsticks gently, "How good!"

"Eat quickly." Zhao Qingyan shrank his head and said shyly.

After dinner, I moved a few chopsticks and held a meeting for more than four hours. I was really hungry now. Qiao Junxi started eating with a feast.

Zhao Qingyan tilted his head aside and quietly admired his meal.

"Sometimes, I am always confused. For example, you and my fourth brother are obviously people worth tens of millions or hundreds of millions of yuan. They are the prides of heaven in the eyes of everyone, but they often can't even have a full meal. Then why do you work so hard? Just to create a glamorous personal halo?" Many people think that rich young men like Qiao Junxi want to be breeze and rain, and enjoy aristocratic life that ordinary people cannot reach. They are familiar with it and often even eating on time is a luxury.

Zhao Qingyan's words made Qiao Junxi feel very interesting. He put down his chopsticks and patted her head. "The play often says, 'The court officials missed the cold for five times', and the lives of ancient princes and nobles were not so comfortable."

"I understand what you mean. But you can't take your own body at the cost of your own body."

The light in Qiao Junxi's eyes suddenly became particularly strong, but his tone became particularly affectionate, "Are you feeling sorry for me?"

Zhao Qingyan: "..." Where did he read this meaning?

She just thought that she should not work so hard in the future. Even if she had to hold a few hours of meetings, she could still brainstorm while eating. Many companies advocate "happy work and happy employees", but very few have been put into practice.

Seeing that she was thinking about something but not talking, but with an extremely serious expression on her face, Qiao Junxi felt itchy and hugged Zhao Qingyan with one force.

Before Zhao Qingyan could react, she sat on Qiao Junxi's lap, her body completely pressed into his arms, and the two of them showed an extremely ambiguous posture.

"You..." She was about to move, but Qiao Junxi pressed her tightly.

"I'm very healthy, do you need to try it? Hum?" *** said in his ears, which made Zhao Qingyan tremble all over. The ears began to get hot, and they instantly turned red to their cheeks.

Qiao Junxi originally wanted to tease her, but she got flirted with her. Looking at her blushing face, Qiao Junxi's eyes gradually became hot. He reached out and raised her chin, and then kissed her accurately.
Chapter completed!