secretary in gold

Chapter 150 Shura!

It's okay for the secretary to do something
This is a stalk that those despicable and dirty gossip makers like to play, in order to speculate on the relationship between the subordinates and colleagues who attacked him and Song Qingxin's innocence.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingxin would also play it herself.

Seeing Tang Ye's speechless appearance, Song Qingxin raised her eyebrows and said aloud, "Is there any need to hesitate in this kind of thing?"

"I just thought that I don't have much experience, and I'm afraid I won't be able to do it well." Tang Ye said aloud.

"You haven't done it yet, how do you know you can't do it well? Practice makes perfect for everything."

Tang Ye nodded seriously and said, "I will work hard."

Only then was Song Qingxin satisfied, stretched out her hand and patted Tang Ye's shoulder, and praised: "What I like most is Secretary Tang's tireless studious spirit and good-looking face."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Are you feeling better?" Tang Ye asked.

When I saw Song Qingxin just now, she was very depressed and desperate, with no expression on her face and no color in her eyes, as if she was a walking dead whose soul had been taken away.

This is Song Qingxin who I have never seen before.

Tang Ye was very worried, he didn't know what Song Qingxin had gone through.However, the principle of the two of them getting along is that they will never ask what the other party doesn't want to say.

At least, that was the case when they used to be a normal superior-subordinate colleague relationship.

Now he has not fully adapted to the change of role, from secretary to close friend
So, Tang Ye dragged her to the river beach, and the two of them sat on the boulder watching the river flow by, the cruise ship flew by, and said some irrelevant words, Song Qingxin's mood finally improved, and she was always tense and on the defensive The body also relaxes.

"It's much better." Song Qingxin looked at Tang Ye and said, "Sure enough, as long as I'm with Secretary Tang, my mood will immediately improve."

"As long as you need, I will always be by your side." Tang Ye said comfortingly.

"Okay, I will be by your side when you need it."

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Tang Ye thought about it carefully, this is not driving, but why does it feel weird?

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place." Tang Ye said aloud.

"Where are you going?" Song Qingxin asked.

"My house." Tang Ye said.

"Aren't you renting with someone?" Song Qingxin glanced at Tang Ye sideways, and said, "Zhang Ruiqiu and Zhao Juntao, I remember that little girl likes you, and when she saw us eating pickled fish together, she wanted to drink me up." on."

"We are friends." Tang Ye said aloud.

"Of course." Song Qingxin nodded and said, "Otherwise? Raise one outside and hide one at home?"

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What does this woman think of herself as?
"Are you still living together?"

"Yes." Tang Ye nodded.

"I assure you with a woman's intuition that Zhang Ruiqiu doesn't like me." Song Qingxin asked, "Are you sure you want to invite me to your house?"

"Actually, it was Zhang Ruiqiu who invited me. She asked me to invite you to have a light meal at home." Tang Ye explained, and then seduced Song Qingxin, saying: "Zhang Ruiqiu's cooking skills are very good, and the home-cooked dishes are especially delicious, much better than ours. The dishes made by the chefs in the hotel are even better.”

When Tang Ye received Song Qingxin's call, he was playing games with Zhao Juntao at home.When he said that he was going out for a while, Zhang Ruiqiu asked him to bring Song Qingxin back for a light meal...

What is this woman up to?
"No wonder you like living with people."

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"I'm not driving, I'm jealous." Song Qingxin said out loud: "I invite you to live with me, why don't you agree? Is my house not big enough? Is it because I'm not as good-looking as Zhang Ruiqiu, or is it because I don't like Zhang Ruiqiu? Can cook?"

"It has nothing to do with these things. We didn't have a confirmed relationship before. Besides, I have lived with Zhang Ruiqiu and Zhao Juntao for many years. We have lived together since we just graduated. Everyone is already used to this way of getting along."

"But you are my boyfriend now." Song Qingxin looked at Tang Ye and said, "I don't feel relieved that such a handsome boyfriend is placed next to a woman who has a crush on you."

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"Of course, I'm not an unreasonable woman, you can choose freely." Song Qingxin said aloud: "You can choose Zhang Ruiqiu to make your girlfriend sad, or you can choose Song Qingxin to make them live more comfortably A little more comfortable and a little more space?"

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This is the freedom given by women?
This is the choice given by women?

Are you going out for a drink with your brother?I have no opinion. I just eat by myself, watch dramas, and cry. Don’t worry about me. Go ahead. I’m fine.
Tang Ye can already see his future.

Tang Ye brought Song Qingxin to the bank of Hefeng River, and before he opened the door, he could smell the fragrance overflowing from the room.

Tang Ye looked back at Song Qingxin, said with a smile, "Zhang Ruiqiu is making delicious food."

Song Qingxin curled her lips and said: "Your face is like a husband who invites friends to visit and then proudly tells them that my wife made delicious food at home."

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Sure enough, women can't be with women.

Not to mention two women who also like you.

The king does not see the king, this is a wise saying.

Tang Ye began to worry and reflect, whether it was a wise choice for him to invite Song Qingxin to eat at home or not seemed unwise.

But just how stupid is it?
Tang Ye didn't dare to speak anymore, so he quickly opened the door and shouted, "We're back."

Zhao Juntao ran out of the kitchen at the first moment, holding a handful of shallots in his hand, and said happily, "Mr. Song is welcome to visit the humble house, and let our little house flourish. Welcome, welcome, warm welcome."

When talking, you have to reach out and shake hands with Song Qingxin.

"Wash your hands first," Tang Ye reminded.

He found that Zhao Juntao's hands were covered with mud, and Song Qingxin was obsessed with cleanliness.
"It's okay." Song Qingxin actually took a step forward, shook hands with Zhao Juntao, and said with a smile: "Zhao Juntao, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Don't call me Mr. Song anymore. I will no longer be your leader. You can call me Song Qingxin, or you can call me Qingxin. You can also call me Xiao Song."

"No, no, one day is a leader, and a lifetime is a leader." Zhao Juntao was flattered, after shaking hands with Song Qingxin, he found that his hands were covered with muddy water and green onion juice, so he quickly wiped his body.
Seeing Song Qingxin looking over with doubts in his eyes, Zhao Juntao blushed and explained aloud, "I don't dislike your dirty hands, I just think mine are dirty."

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Tang Ye was quite speechless towards this guy.

No wonder he is still a licking dog at such an old age.

Zhang Ruiqiu was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron. Hearing the voices outside, he just glanced outside, nodded to Song Qingxin, and said expressionlessly: "Here you are? Sit casually. Dinner will be ready in a while." gone."

Be quiet!

"Thank you." Song Qingxin said aloud, she walked into the kitchen and asked, "Do you need help?"

"what will you do?"

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"Let's go drink tea." Zhang Ruiqiu started to chase people away, saying, "Tang Ye, take care of your girlfriend."

"Okay." Tang Ye pulled Song Qingxin out of the kitchen.

"Don't you really need help?" Song Qingxin felt a little sorry, and said, "We're just sitting here waiting for dinner. Isn't it very polite? Will it give people a bad feeling?"

It was Song Qingxin's first visit, and she still felt a little uncomfortable.

It's like when a girlfriend returns to her boyfriend's house for the first time, she doesn't stand or sit, and she doesn't want to perform as well as possible, but she really has nothing to show...

Song Qingxin is just not that serious.

"It's okay, we'll be responsible for washing the dishes after dinner." Tang Ye comforted with a smile, and said, "Zhang Ruiqiu is a tyrant in the kitchen. She is picky when cooking, and ordinary people can't beat her. She said The process of cooking is the process of artistic creation. There is always someone standing in the way, which will affect her mood and performance, and even the food will not taste good.”

"Why is Zhao Juntao okay?" Song Qingxin asked curiously.

"He has a thick skin, and it doesn't matter if he is scolded a few times."

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Song Qingxin expressed deep sympathy for Zhao Juntao, but had no intention of going in to save him.

Dead friends, not dead poor.She also understands this truth.

"Do you want some tea?" Tang Ye asked. "You gave me all the tea at home... Shall I make you a cup of Longjing tea?"

"No tea. Haven't I had enough tea?"

"..."

"Take me to your room." Song Qingxin said out loud. "I heard that the highest etiquette for a girlfriend to entertain a boyfriend is to invite him into her boudoir... Is this the highest etiquette for a boyfriend to entertain a girlfriend?"

"It should be, I have never entertained anyone before..." Tang Ye quickly explained.

This woman still wants to trick herself?

"That's good. I'm not trying to test you. I don't mind if you've been in love before. What I care about is if you cheated on me..."

"Are you satisfied with the result?" Tang Ye asked.

"of course."

Tang Ye brought Song Qingxin to his room and said, "It's a little small..."

"It's really small." Song Qingxin nodded.

"....."

Tang Ye lives in a single room, with a bed, a cabinet, a desk, and a computer on top of the desk...the total area is less than thirty square meters.

Compared with Song Qingxin's 300-square-meter river view mansion, it is indeed twice, three times, many times smaller...

Therefore, Song Qingxin did not lie at all.

"Close the door." Song Qingxin said.

Tang Ye widened his eyes and reminded: "What do you want to do? They are still outside... they are about to eat."

"Oh, you mean you don't have enough time, right?" Song Qing said with a playful smile and a charming voice.

"..."

Song Qingxin took the initiative to go over and close the door, then leaned against the back of the door and said, "Come here, hug me, and kiss me."

Tang Ye only felt his heart beating faster, the blood in his body was boiling, his throat roared like a beast, he rushed to hug Song Qingxin, looking for her gentleness.

(End of this chapter)