"You just know." Returning to absolute being, Claudia raised his eyebrows and chin, triumphant. "This young lady‘s charm has become great. Mr. Rowan may let the cooked duck fly away if he is not careful."

As she got up from his leg, she raised her lips and curved her eyebrow and eyes. "But be careful."

"Fly and fly." Rowan said indifferently, leaning back on the back of the sofa with a carefree posture, "it‘s not rare either."

"Say it again!"

"Say it ten times."

"Rowan! Strangle you!" Claudia rushed over and grabbed him by the neck with both hands. He looked lost face, but his men did not use half their strength.

He was in his spare time and felt uncomfortable when he saw her.

Suddenly her red lips were slightly hooked, and she tilted her head. "Forget it, do you think I don‘t know?"

"Oh? What do you know?"

"Hum!"

She loosened her hand, withdrew, walked to her desk, sat down again in her chair, casually opened the documents at hand, and looked carefully.

Rowan got up and came up with a cold face. "What do you know?"

"Hum."

"Hmm?"

She closed the document in her hand, folded her hands on it, lifted up her face, and her bright smile deepened at the bottom of his eyes.

"Yes, you like me, like me to death."

The heart suffered a blow and felt crisp, limp and numb pain.

He did not begin, but coughed softly, "Nonsense."

"I‘m not talking nonsense." Claudia looked at the tip of his reddish ear and smiled at Pamela, "Because I am the same."

I like you, I like you to death.

"You..." He opened his mouth, knife－shaped eyebrows slightly puckered, condensing her.

Claudia touched his hot cheek and changed the subject. "Don‘t you have to go back to rowan family?"

Rowan took a long time to answer, "Uh－huh."

"Well, then you sit and wait for me to leave work."

"Uh－huh."

This kind of quiet time is not much.

Afraid of Mr. Rowan‘s boredom, she found many magazines to pass the time for him.

However, all she saw was...

When Mr. Rowan opened the women‘s magazine with great beauty and long legs and watched it with great interest, Claudia rushed over and took it back.

He looked up, his eyes gently dyed with a smile, and spread out his hands. "What do you mean?"

Claudia threw the magazine into the garbage can aside and held his arm in his arms to educate him： "Look at these, which is not conducive to physical and mental health. You, you, or go to sleep inside."

"Not sleepy."

"Then you can sit here." In the end, she added, "Don‘t look at anything."

Oh, my God!

Those women are choppy and have provocative long legs. Even if she is satisfied with her figure, it is inevitable to make a comparison.

Rowan was a good boy. He just sat there and could really sit there.

Claudia soon threw himself into his work and forgot the existence of the person around him.

There is a kind of person who may always influence you and attract you, but it will make you ignore him.

Neglect is not indifference, but another kind of evidence. He and you gradually become one, and it is natural to fit like breathing.

"Knock, knock."

"Come in."

"Elder sister, that... ah!"

Pamela pushed the door and came in. He was surprised to see the man sitting on the sofa.

She‘s not dazzled, is she?

Why is Rowan here?

Claudia looked over with his eyebrows in his hands and asked, "What‘s the matter? What do you do when you are surprised?"

"Er... no, nothing." Pamela licked his lips and lost a smiling face.

"It‘s okay for you..." Speaking of which, Claudia really wants to know something.

Looking at Rowan, she made a look at Pamela.

Pamela understood and turned out of the office.

He didn‘t doubt it, did he?

Claudia glanced at Rowan and threw his eyes at him.

"Ha ha, ha ha ha."

"What are you giggling about?"

"Who giggled!"

"..."

Five minutes later, Claudia‘s cell phone shook.

Click on, is Pamela‘s text message：

‘Meat said he wanted to go to the show at night. There is a circus coming. Aren‘t you going?‘

Fingers typed quickly, and she replied：

‘How? You go with Dad and Aunt Ping.‘