Airborne giants: The president proposed 99 times

"Oh, by the way, you will be with me from work to get off work from now on."

Ling Jiajia listened to what An Zhenshao said alone. She didn't have any intentions at all. If she wanted to be by his side every day, how would she take revenge?If the tiger doesn't show its power, those little sluts really treat her as a sick cat.

"Okay, I'm leaving get off work." He said and closed the stack of documents as high as a hill.

In fact, he basically didn't read all the documents. He just saw Ling Jiajia staying there alone, and his thoughts flew away.Now I can only choose to get off work, and I am looking for a time to work overtime at home today.

"So early?" Lingaga looked at the expensive clock hanging on the wall.It was just five o'clock.

She still remembered that when the two of them first got together, he worked as a desperate person, and he came back after almost 12 o'clock every day. What's going on now, has he changed his gender?

Detective An didn't wait for Ling Jiajia to come back to his senses, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed her hand, and the two walked into the elevator together shoulder to shoulder.

"Ah, here we come, come forward quickly." A group of reporters who came out of nowhere, saw the moment the elevator door opened, rushed towards Ling Jia and the others.

"God, they are so loving, they look so happy." Some reporters were still in a daze, but some reporters had already picked up their cameras and snapped photos.

Yes, it looks so affectionate, but in fact it's all just pretending.

However, Lingaga has to admire the intelligence of Young Detective An. There have been many scandals between them that are not conducive to Lingaga from the beginning, and now the situation seems to be turning around.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Ling Jiajia smiled at the cameras, but was very close to Detective An.

Detective An's big palm hugged Ling Jiajia's shoulders tightly, and the two of them bit each other's ears, so they looked like a pair of very loving lovers.

"Excuse me, An Shao, as the most perfect man in City A, did your family ever object to you marrying an imperfect woman?" Wide glasses, the approximate age looks about 30 years old.

But when the man who appeared suddenly mentioned it, it was remembered by people, including Lingaga.

That incident has always been an unhealed wound in Lingaga's mind. Although she smiled happily during the day, at night she was licking the wound for herself in a place where no one was around.

"This is not too much, so please answer Mr. An." A woman quickly handed the microphone to Young Detective An.

I saw An Zhenshao holding the hand on Ling Jiajia's shoulder more and more tightly, but there was still no slight change in that perfect handsome face.

Ling Jiajia looked at the aggressive reporter in front of her. She clasped her hands and raised her feet abruptly, wanting to step forward to save the police.

However, her hand that clenched the circle head was wrapped in a cold hand.That kind of coldness is the endorsement of Young Detective An.

Feeling the warmth from the back of his hand, Lingaga smiled.

For the first time, she smiled from the heart in front of An Zhenshao. That smile did not contain any fiery affection and affectation, like a pure angel.

Detective An raised his head and was stunned by Lingaga's smile.

He seemed to have never seriously looked at the woman in front of him, with thick eyebrows, red eyes, fair skin, and imperfect facial features, but she was damn good-looking.And he also discovered that when Ling Jiajia raised the corners of his lips and smiled, there were actually two deep dimples on his face.Let her look pure and cute.

"Actually, facing the reporters now, I have one thing I want to clarify." Detective An's slender fingers caressed Ling Jiajia's fair little face. The reporters who often followed behind him and secretly took pictures of him were moved.

It's rare for Detective An to see a gentle expression on his face, and his movements are gentle, treating Ling Jiajia exactly as if he were treating a beloved object of his own.If it is heavy, it will break, and if it is light, it will not feel.