212 I'm Hungry

Zheng Tianming was about to eat when he saw Lu Man bring up a bag, "The president didn't ask me to order lunch today, did you bring a bento?"

"Yeah." Lu Mann showed him the bag, "I'll take it to the tea room to warm it up."

"Give it to me, you go in and find the president." Zheng Tianming took the lunch box.

Lu Mann was not polite to him.

At this time, Ye Xuanxuan came out from the secretary's room.

Yang Fangtong and the others had already gone to dinner together. In order to avoid suspicion and fear of being seen, Lu Man usually came up five or six minutes in the evening, so they always staggered the time with Yang Fangtong and the others.

It's just that Ye Xuanxuan dawdled by herself today, and the others in the secretary room ignored her, so she dawdled until this time to come out.

At this moment, Ye Xuanxuan sneered when Zheng Tianming took the lunch box from Lu Mann's hand.

Lu Mann was so good at it that she couldn't hook up with the president, so she took Zheng Tianming down after changing hands.

This Zheng Tianming is also cheap, knowing what kind of virtue Lu Man is, he first hooked Wu Lize, and then coveted the CEO, and he was the one who chose the second choice when he failed.

Zheng Tianming didn't even mind this.

Ye Xuanxuan snorted again, her face full of contempt and disdain, as if Zheng Tianming walked away with a grassland above his head.

Zheng Tianming: "..."

Ye Xuanxuan, is she sick?

Lu Man didn't bother to think about what Ye Xuanxuan had imagined, anyway, the contempt on her face was already obvious.

After handing over the lunch box to Zheng Tianming, he entered Han Zhuoli's office.

Han Zhuoli was busy, when he looked up and saw that Lu Mann's hands were empty, he raised his hand and pulled her onto his lap.

"He came empty-handed?" Han Zhuoli held her in his arms, squinting his eyes like a dangerous big cat.

Lu Man poked his chest softly with her fingers, "What's the matter? You don't care about my coming?"

Han Zhuoli grabbed her hand that was making trouble on his chest, and muttered viciously, "Little fox!"

Will counterattack!

He pinched her soft fingertips, and as soon as his heart moved, he stuffed it between his lips and bit it lightly.

A numb and slightly itchy electric current rushed from her fingertips to her heart, and Lu Man trembled involuntarily in his arms.

The hotness coming from his body made her feel hot all over, and the mint fragrance from him seemed to become more intense.

"I'm hungry." Han Zhuoli's low voice became hoarse.

It sounds like not just hungry, but thirsty.

Lu Mann's breath was stagnant, "I...I brought a bento, and Assistant Zheng went to heat it up."

Han Zhuoli paused, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "So you remembered."

His heart was tickled by his hoarse voice, and his whole body was itchy.

Now that she was so close to him, Lu Man's breathing became disordered.

Han Zhuoli pecked her fingertips a few times, and his hot palms had already touched the back of her neck at some point, "The bento hasn't arrived yet, I want to eat dessert first."

Under his scorching gaze, Lu Man trembled violently.

Before he could say anything, Han Zhuoli kissed his lips.

He really treated her like a dessert, sucking and biting, tender and juicy.

Lu Mann's back was pressed against the edge of the desk, and her back still hurt a little.

But his slender body was tightly trapped in his arms, unable to run anywhere.

"Don't you have a job?" Lu Mann's lips were finally free, and she regained some breath.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were said, Han Zhuoli stretched out his long arms and swept the documents on the desktop aside.

Lu Mann: "..."

The documents that were agreed to be presented to the president's desk are all important?