Chapter 1217 I guess he also misses you

  Wen Churan was going to wake up the little milk pot, but the secretary-general stopped her first and said, "Ms. Wen, I am sorry for something.

matter?

  Wen Churan asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

  Hearing what the Secretary-General said, she felt uneasy in her heart, fearing that something big might happen again.

  I only heard the Secretary-General say in an apologetic tone, "That’s it. In fact, at the banquet last night, I already asked my unfilial son. He...somewhat reluctant to work in the presidential palace."

  When he heard this, Wen Churan was stunned. He couldn't help but think of the beautiful back view he saw last night, and the weak but fierce reprimand of the man.

  It turned out to be for this...

   Seeing his temperament last night, he was reluctant to work in the presidential palace. It seems not surprising.

  Wen Churan smiled slightly, “It’s okay. Everyone has different ambitions. Secretary-General, please don’t force him. Let him do what he wants to do.”

  The Secretary-General sighed, “He said that he wanted to wait until my old age to inherit my position as Secretary-General. He originally proposed it. Who knew he suddenly changed his mind!”

  "Young people are like this. They have a lot of ideas, and naturally they change quickly. Secretary-General, please relax. Maybe soon, he is willing to come to the presidential palace again?"

  The secretary general said angrily, "If he dares to play with my old father, I must break his leg!"

  The two people were talking. The little milk tank woke up, still wearing dinosaur pajamas, with a long tail behind her buttocks, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and walking downstairs with her short legs.

  He walked in front of Wen Churan and the Secretary-General, as if bowing to the Secretary-General, and said dumbly, "Secretary-General at noon."

   Immediately, he fell into Wen Churan's arms again.

  The Secretary-General, who has been angry for his son, finally opened a smile, "President of Little Milk Pot, good noon."

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  After lunch, the little milk can followed the secretary-general into the study. Wen Churan had nothing to do. Taking advantage of the good day, she stood in the garden and watered the flowers. Gu Nanpei picked the flowers on the side and prepared them to make dried flowers that could be used to make tea.

  While picking the flowers, she babbled, unknowingly, she got involved in Sheng Zhixun's body.

  "I’ll make a can and send it to City B. Sheng Zhixun likes to drink scented tea. I have stored a few cans for him before, but I should drink it almost."

   Hearing this, Wen Churan hit Gu Nanpei with his butt, smirking and teasing, “Yo-yo-yo! Are you afraid that you miss him? If you think of him, you can send the scented tea back by yourself.

   "I...how do I miss him!" Gu Nanpei's face flushed, and he became angry and said, "I just mentioned it casually, don't get me wrong!"

  Wen Churan shrugged, "I just said it casually, don't get excited."

  Gu Nanpei glared at Wen Churan, then simply closed his mouth and said nothing.

Wen Churan suddenly said with a serious face, "I'm serious. If you want him, go back and have a look at him. You don't need to stay here to accompany me every day. I guess he thinks of you too, but I am as embarrassed to admit it as you are. "

   "Can he miss me?" Gu Nanpei sighed coldly, and said in a sour sarcasm, "He is busy to restore Bai Yuning's memory, can he still have time to miss me?"

  Don’t mention this, Wen Churan almost forgot.

  Sheng Zhixun has always wanted Bai Yuning to restore her memory, how could she give up easily.

  Without self, I don’t know what way he will come up with it.

  (End of this chapter)