Secret Crush

She wanted to sew up her mouth when she said it!

What was the difference between these words and the interrogation of Max?

She felt that she was bearing his anger again, but he didn't make any reaction for a long time. She looked up in confusion, seeing that he was still looking at her with a gloomy face. Then he opened his perfect thin lips and said, "what's wrong?"

Such words were brief and to the point. Leila knew that Max's mood was absolutely not so happy at the moment. She compressed her lips and whispered: "just accidentally hit it."

Although the man in front of her was the one to blame, she didn't dare to say it out before he left. At last, she decided to bear it silently.

In Max's eyes, the little woman looked wronged, as if she was suddenly reminded of his own behavior just now. She should have been injured at that time, with a strange expression on his face. He lowered his head, lifted her horizontally, and carried her by the standard princess, all the way to the bedroom.

He had held her so many times that she was used to it. She couldn't help blushing when she heard his heartbeat.

To be frank, it was very puzzling how they got along with each other now. One second, she were still thrown away by him, and the next second, they were already back together.

She seized the opportunity to tell him the thing Mr. Zhang had asked her to do. "I want to tell you something," she said

"Speak." Max was lowering his head to deal with her wound, not even lifting his eyelids

Taking a deep breath, Leila answered, "Mr. Zhang asked me to ask for a leave for you."

Hearing that, Max stopped bandaging his wound. After a while, he returned to normal and said, "let him tell me by himself."

hurriedly explained, "he felt it hard to tell you, so he asked me

in his hand aside, he said in a cold tone, "it's best to see

interests in the first place, and was a man with rules. She broke his rules so easily and didn't bring any benefits to him. How could she negotiate with

she kept her countenance, a tinge of emotion flashed across her

box back to its original place, and then turned

rejected her. He gave her his back, and then left gracefully. He did not say where he was going. She had no right to ask. Long ago, she

and put her hands on her face, with a self mocking smile

the moonlight slowly flowed, and shone

fall asleep even after

her face to bring her consciousness back. She ate a lot of breakfast as required by

who drove her to the airport and picked

to do the morning before she got into the car. She didn't sleep last night, so

"Good morning."

regained her consciousness. Looking at the man in the driver's seat, she called in surprise,

not as meticulous

people at work would

me up, senior? Where is Mr. Zhang?

from the rearview mirror and said, "Mr. Zhang has been permitted

"Mr. Zhang asked me to thank you for

she burst into laughter. In her opinion, it was not her contribution that should be blamed. Obviously, it was

could it be because of her that he agreed.