Having Triplets With Potent CEO

Tang Qingge felt embarrassed. "It's very late. Let me take you away!"

Lu Jingxi got up and stopped Tang Qingge back to the door in a gentle tone. "Don't send me away. I don't have to worry about sending you back. I'll go myself!"

"Go back!"

Tang Qing sang "Oh" and then watched Lu Jingxi wave her hand to let her go back to the house. She shrugged, then went back to the house to lock the door and yawned.

Suddenly he looked at me.

Just now, Lu Jingxi was pinched into the sofa with his fingernails.

Tang Qingge's eyes are complex.

Lu Jingxi, did he really give her up?

The next day

Tang Qingge's play was in the afternoon. In the morning, she went to the company and made an appointment with the front desk to see the boss. After about an hour, the front desk said she could see the boss.

To the top floor of the elevator, Tang Qingge confirmed his clothes, white bubble sleeved shirt, loose jeans, flat heels, bare powder low heels, and a ponytail tied behind his hair. He looked full of youth and vitality!

She knocked on the door of the office. Ding Yan opened the door for her early. He saw that Tang Qingge was dressed in fashion and young. He was not like a child's mother at all, but like an 18-year-old girl. He praised the creator's preference for her.

"Miss Tang, Mr. Bo is inside."

"Well, thank you."

Tang Qingge walks into the office. Bo Qichen is working in front of the desk. When she comes in, he is concentrating on reading the documents. He doesn't seem to be aware of someone coming in.

Tang Qingge originally focused on the decoration in the office. Later, a ray of morning sun sprinkled on the man in front of the desk through the window, plating a layer of golden light on the man's body, which made her unable to open her eyes.

The man looked cold and speechless, his jaw was tight, and the corners of his mouth were straight. From beginning to end, his deep and dark eyes were always on the documents in his hand. His fingers were slender and good-looking, and his bones were clear, which made Tang Qingge subconsciously think of the way he held his waist and hugged her.

He was dressed in a white shirt and a black tie, and his shirt button was meticulous, all the way to the throat of the collar. Tang Qingge's eyes involuntarily fell on the protruding throat of the man's neck. He didn't know why and swallowed his saliva.

For the first time, her boss is very sexy!

No, Tang Qingge, you're here to question whether people want hidden rules! How can, how can you greedy for someone else's body first? It's just a body. There are plenty of fierce little wolf dogs in the entertainment circle. She doesn't want his body!

Who knows what's under his shirt? He says he can't have eight abdominal muscles together!

Some people look like individuals when they wear clothes, but they look like pigs when they take off their clothes.

In Tang Qingge's divergent thinking, Bo Qin suddenly broke in and cried sadly, "second uncle, please forgive me! I beg you, I really don't know anything about the company's business. If you leave the company to me, you might as well let me go back to the show. I'll go for ten or twenty shows, and I'll never come back again, OK!"

Bo Qin was tortured by the order given to him by Bo Qichen. His eyes were dark and his hair was messy. He even looked bad on his face.

Tang Qingge tenderly handed him the mirror.

"Eh? Qingge baby, you're here too. What are you doing with the mirror... Ah! Ah! Ghost!"

Bo Qin was scared by himself in the mirror and almost died on the spot.

Tang Qingge whispered, "that's not a ghost, that's yourself."