Chapter 58.2 (2/2)
The little hedgehog finally learned to laugh at himself.
Xin Zezhao is in a good mood, and his boredom is gone.
”That's good. You can keep that smile until you get off work.”
”Ah?” Liang Xiaoyu's mood at this time is really very crazy, I'm here to clean, I'm not here to laugh!
”Mr. Xin, my job is not to clean the president's office!”
”Oh, yes.” Xin Zezhao's face just remembered and nodded clearly.
”Then keep this smile to clean. It's only three o'clock, and you still have two hours to clean.”
I can't bear it. Liang Xiaoyu wants to lift the desk, but looking at Xin Zezhao's desk, I'm afraid it's easier to kill him there than to lift it.
”Mr. Xin, I can't laugh when I do cleaning.” Liang Xiaoyu doesn't even want to fake a smile now. She's afraid that if she continues to smile like this, her face will cramp.
”Yes? I'm not embarrassed. You just need to keep that smile when the president sees you. Otherwise, the president is in a bad mood. You may have to smile for a week, or a month, or... ”
On hearing this, Liang Xiaoyu immediately interrupts Xin Zezhao's words, fearing that it will come true.
”Yes, Mr. Xin, can I go to clean now?”
”Go ahead.”
Who will let go such a funny person?
But he Tian, who has never said much, will remind Liang Xiaoyu that he Tian's task is too easy? His little hedgehog can't run with others when he hasn't played enough.
After thinking about it, Xin Zezhao decides to throw what he Tian needs to spend a lot of time and energy on socializing with. Poor he Tian is so busy that he has no chance to meet Liang Xiaoyu.
The torment finally came to an end when the pointer slowly arrived at five o'clock. Liang Xiaoyu wanted to howl up to the sky and walked from the gate of hell again. It's good to be alive!”Tomorrow is the same.”
Such as the sound of magic sound, let Liang Xiaoyu who thought he had escaped from the devil's hand and left happily petrified at the door.
”Not yet?”
Liang Xiaoyu, who is still in a petrified state, has no time to think about tomorrow. He does not hesitate to run and bumps around carelessly all the way.
Seeing Liang Xiaoyu run away, Xin Zezhao's deep eyes are finally covered with a smile, like the cold ice slowly melting away, with a trace of warmth.
For Xin Zezhao, his daily entertainment is to see Liang Xiaoyu give in between two and five in the afternoon.
That kind of very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable, but unable to resist the sense of suffocation, let Liang Xiaoyu just like eating Coptis, have pain can't say.