Chapter 1989: Extra 102

Feng Mengmeng was dumbfounded - subconsciously shook his head: "I can't give -"

Frustration flashed across Long Yutian's pupils for a second, but he continued to seduce with a good tone: "Don't worry—we'll have a long time to come—this young master will definitely let you be willing, and give your heart to me—" "

Feng Mengmeng is a stubborn and strong girl, and she will never change her words easily when she makes a decision: "I can't give—"

Long Yutian: "The six billion, my young master has already paid off for you - aren't you moved?"

The cat lures the mouse - there is oil to eat!

Feng Mengmeng smacked his lips, looked hesitant, blinked his eyes pitifully, and looked at Long Yutian; "I'm touched—but, I really can't give—"

Feng Mengmeng lowered his head, like a high school student who has done something wrong: "I gave you my heart, won't I just belch?"

Long Yutian:——

She thought what he said was the heart of the heart? Although the heart of the heart and the heart of the heart are one heart—

Long Yutian was embarrassed, the wind was messed up instantly, and he was speechless.

He straightened his collar, stood up from Feng Mengmeng in extreme embarrassment, and despised her with his clear back.

Feng Mengmeng saw that the big boss was unhappy, but he was very innocent, so he tried every means to please him.

"Well, Mr. President, don't be angry, why don't we discuss it and sell a kidney, at worst, it can be matched with a cornea—"

Mengmeng still hasn't recovered from the viscera, and he is devoting himself to contributing the parts of himself that won't kill people even if they are removed!

"..." Long Yutian kept reflecting, what did he like about her? Good to bully? From the looks of it, I don't know who will bully whom in the future!

However, looking at Feng Mengmeng's innocent face, gnashing his teeth, it didn't look like he was deliberately against him, making soy sauce, he immediately began to suspect, could it be that his beauty is not enough to confuse the little girl now?

Or, did Feng Mengmeng really suffer from cataracts or color blindness?

Looking at Mr. President's complexion, which alternated from black to white, and then to his pensive look, Mengmeng felt uneasy for a while.

In order to avoid offending her immediate boss and hundreds of millions of creditors, she obediently kept her mouth shut based on the principle of talking less and doing more.

Cautiously stretched out his claws, moved to the other side of the coffee table, and grabbed the tea box.

Long Yutian looked at her mischievous eyebrows, finally endured the sulking in his heart, and took the initiative to find a topic: "Want to drink tea? Tieguanyin is hurting your stomach, I'll ask Darlene to replace you with black tea—"

Feng Mengmeng grabbed Long Yutian's sleeve, shook his head, and made a noise like a little sheep.

"I don't want to drink tea—" Mengmeng opened the tea box, poured Tieguanyin on the tea table, and counted one by one.

Then, with a very sincere and serious look, he looked at Long Yutian: "I think the job of counting tea leaves is quite suitable for me—"

Long Yutian's expression froze completely——

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After Feng Mengmeng counted the thirty-eighth bag of tea, Long Yutian finally couldn't stand it any longer, grabbed her hand, stuffed it into his sports car, and personally sent her home.

When passing by a certain tea market, he saw the xxx brand Tieguanyin hanging on the billboard outside. Finally, the CEO couldn't bear it any longer and called Darlene, who roared aloud, "Starting tomorrow, I'll put this tea to you." Throw away all Tieguanyin in the young master's office!"

"Uh——change to Longjing, Maofeng, Pu'er—"