At Your Service: The Weight On Skin

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the genius baby black belly!Song Qian murmured softly, interrupting his charming, so that he could only smile bitterly, and quietly looked at her sleeping face.

It seems that it was a dream just now, and now Song Qian is asleep again.

When she was asleep, she restrained her previous sharpness, cleverly like a kitten, scratching Pei Yilin's heart with her little paw, but he couldn't do anything to her.

His eyes touched Song Qian's slightly raised abdomen, and then glanced at Qian Mengmeng, who had slept very well next to him, Pei Yilin could only suppress his desires and watch her quietly.

At first, he could endure it, but seeing her pink lips open and close with the breath, he couldn't help but stepped forward again and put a soft kiss on her lips.

Originally, he just wanted to taste it, but at the moment he touched her lips, he unconsciously went deep, prying her teeth open, wanting to drive straight in.

However, a soft complaint interrupted his movement, causing him to stop his plan, got up suddenly, suppressed the shock in his heart, and looked at Song Qian lightly.

It seemed that he was afraid that she would be awakened by him.

Fortunately, she did not wake up.

The suffering of so many days was relieved at this moment, and Song Qian slept very well.

Even in her sleep, she felt Pei Yilin's soft kiss, but still whispered, rolled over and did not wake up immediately.

Thinking that she seemed to have consciously avoided her kiss just now, Pei Yilin frowned and glanced back at Song Qian.

Seeing her sleeping peacefully and peacefully, fearing that he would turn into a wolf any longer, he could only sigh and walk out lightly.

As soon as he left the house, Pei Yilin immediately ordered Bi Yuntao to contact the top chefs in the world, and asked him to ask about the best dinner recipes for pregnant women.

Bi Yuntao took the order, and quickly sent the recipe to Pei Yilin to the mailbox, and asked Pei Yilin whether he needed him to screen the recipe, and then arranged for the chef he thought to be suitable to cook.

"No, let them bring the ingredients to guide you, the chef is someone else." Pei Yilin said coldly.

"Someone else? That person, isn't it the president? Isn't it? You want to cook by yourself?" Bi Yuntao listened and thought for a moment, and immediately thought of a possibility.

That is-the president, who can't even tell the seasoning, wants to cook for a pregnant woman.

This idea is so frightening that most people can't think of it.

But Bi Yuntao is not an ordinary person, but he is familiar with Pei Yilin's habits. If he wants to eat something, he directly orders the chef to go over and let them leave immediately after cooking.

And now, he actually asked the chef to guide him?

Who to guide?

Of course, it cannot be the wife of the president who is pregnant, but the president whose cooking skills are slightly worse.

But, Mama Mia, President, how much hatred do you have with the pregnant woman, planning to poison her with your exclusive secret dark cooking?

"President, I think it’s safer for me to send a chef in the past. The last time you made egg fried rice was really a bit..." Bi Yuntao paused, organized the language, and continued to suggest, "Although the subordinates are very clear It is a very happy thing to be able to cook for a loved one in person, but happiness should not be based on other people's misfortunes, do you think so, President?"

"Bi Yuntao, are you very courageous..." Pei Yilin was very angry. Is Bi Yuntao teaching him?

"You seem to be not used to doing this job, do you want to change your job?"

Bi Yuntao's intentions made Pei Yilin's face black. It seems that his cooking of egg fried rice has already made people push the jar. How could Bi Yuntao know?

Moreover, knowing, what is his attitude now?

"Bi Yuntao, it seems that you still want to clean the toilet!" Pei Yilin threatened coolly.

"Um, President, if there is nothing, I will tell them all to stand by. When does the President want them to clean the toilets, I will leave and take them there, and then supervise them." Bi Yuntao immediately stood up straight after hearing this. The attitude when replying was very respectful and pious, but still seemed to be with the usual scorn.

After hearing this, Pei Yilin looked cold, and gave orders domineeringly, saying: "From today, you are the person in charge of the toilet. Tomorrow I will send someone to the company to check your results. If it is done well, you will be my assistant within a month. . And if you do not do well, you can go home and eat yourself. This matter is decided so happily."

"President--no--" Bi Yuntao wanted to cry without tears.

President, this decision is not pleasant at all, OK?

"President, please be merciful. I have an 80-year-old mother, a 20-year-old wife, and a five-year-old child to raise. They are all waiting for my salary to save my life. I really can’t leave. Company!" Bi Yuntao's howling voice came through the earpiece, Pei Yilin's mouth twitched, "Bi Yuntao, it seems that you really hate cleaning the toilet for too short a time."

"President, I know it was wrong." Seeing Pei Yilin seemed to be angry, Bi Yuntao immediately stopped his miserable crying with kindness.

He spoke, and was about to plead with Pei Yilin again, but looking at the purple figure that flashed not far away, he was cold, and then nodded, indicating that he would follow Pei Yilin's orders to make those famous The chef sent to the place designated by Pei Yilin.

"It's just the president, can you not let me clean the toilet?" Bi Yuntao was lucky.

After all, no matter what he said, he is also the most important right and left hand of President Pei. Should he be reluctant to let him clean the toilet?

Moreover, after that incident, the president's face could not be preserved, right?

"President..." Bi Yuntao prolonged his voice and prayed.

"You are very annoying!" Pei Yilin snorted coldly and continued, "How is the company? Is there anything going on with Wu Fangyun?"

Seeing that Pei Yilin seemed to be relieved, he did not insist on letting Bi Yuntao go to clean the toilet. Bi Yuntao wiped the sweat from his forehead, and reported all the recent events to Pei Yilin, and finally pointed out the ultimate task Pei Yilin gave him-the company The insider of the ghost was caught, and the Canadian Yuan Bank would no longer be allowed to detect the company’s news and affect the company’s business.

"President Pei, things are developing in the expected direction. Give me one more day and I will immediately catch that person in front of you." Bi Yuntao looked very serious, unlike the man with the hippie smile just now.

When the people walking by saw him, they immediately knew that this was his normal state, greeted him and left quickly.

There was only one person looking at him with a deep gaze, as if he was considering what he was thinking.

Feeling the person's scrutiny gaze, Bi Yuntao deliberately lowered his voice: "President, the ghost of the company has already appeared. It is a matter of minutes to catch her."

Bi Yuntao said as he looked around "cautiously", as if he was afraid that the person was still eavesdropping on his conversation.

He looked around and made sure that the person who was eavesdropping had left, and only then told Pei Yilin all about Yuchi Haolan, "President, our people have trapped Yuchi Haolan. If the president wants Ye's Family crest, now is the best time."

"Who asked you to do that?" Pei Yilin's voice was cold, "Let him go."

"Yes, President, we rushed past the Yunteng Hotel, and we are bound to get back the Ye family crest that the President wants." Bi Yuntao seemed to ignore Pei Yilin's instructions and said softly.

The person hiding in the dark listened, his eyes narrowed, and he held his breath as if he had gained something.

"Huh? Good." Pei Yilin responded and hung up.

He knew that Bi Yuntao had his own opinion and he would never violate his orders.

But now, he said this, probably to lure the enemy to go deeper and make that person think that they would definitely meet Yuchi Haolan.

When the phone was hung up, Bi Yuntaoyi walked to the window. The glass beside the window was abnormally blurred, with a fragrance of jasmine, which made people fascinated but also familiar.

No one can concoct such a sweet taste except the enchanting and charming secretary in the company.

The timing of her entry into the company was also very coincidental...

Bi Yuntao looked sadly at the graceful figure who was leaving quickly, and sighed quietly. In fact, in terms of his friendship with her, he didn't want her to be that ghost.

"President, she is dispatched." Bi Yuntao sighed for a long time. How could such an outstanding person be someone from Jiayuan Yin?

"Well. Send someone to follow her." Pei Yilin ordered, "When you successfully complete this task, you don't need to clean the toilet."

"Ah? Do I have to clean the toilet?" Bi Yuntao's eyes widened sharply, his original regret for others was replaced by self-pity at the moment.

My God, why is he so fate that he can't escape the fate of cleaning the toilet?

"What do you think?" Pei Yilin snorted coldly, "Bring me those chefs. I want the best."

"Yes."

According to Pei Yilin's instructions, Bi Yuntao immediately selected a few chefs who were good at making Chinese and Western dinners and sent them to Pei Yilin.

"You guys, cook one dish each!" Pei Yilin glanced over several people coldly and ordered.

Hearing the words, several people nodded, quickly chose the ingredients, and started cooking when they entered the kitchen.

The chefs are all masters, and it only took half an hour to cook, and a delicious dinner that showed their respective specialties appeared in front of Pei Yilin.

There are light flavors, hot and sour flavors, as well as exquisitely carved desserts. Every dish has won Pei Yilin's affirmation.

Indeed, Pei Yilin can't be sure, just because the combination of Chinese and Western dishes, the five flavors, it is easy for him to improve his appetite and eat more bowls of rice.

Qianer, she is so thin, she should make up for it.

There was a seemingly non-existent smile at the corner of his mouth, Pei Yilin's gaze traversed among several dishes, and finally chose a dish that seemed simple but suitable for pregnant women.

Waved his hand to signal the other chefs to leave, Pei Yilin walked slowly to the dish and asked softly, "This dish should be simple, right?"

"Very simple." The man smiled faintly, "I just finished it in ten minutes."

"Well, why did you choose this dish?" Hearing this, Pei Yilin smiled satisfied.

Now it’s not far from dinner time. He should choose a dish that is easy to learn as soon as possible, and cook it quickly, so that when Song Qian wakes up, he can enjoy the food he made by himself.