Chapter 125.1 (1/2)
”Of course, but I'm afraid Aunt Mei still thinks I'm clumsy.” He Yalin was recognized, thick and slender eyelashes micro volume, with the watery apricot eyes constantly flickering.
”That must be Aunt Mei's intention to tease you.” Xin Zezhao's mouth is slightly curved, but his eyes like paint are lightly inadvertently sweeping towards the door. In a moment, Xin Zezhao puts his eyes back in front of him.
”If brother Zezhao can eat it, I'll be satisfied!” He Yalin blinked mischievously, ”brother Zezhao, please eat quickly, or the food will be cold.”
”Well, good.” Xinzezhao gently nodded, but not how Yalin said to continue to move chopsticks, just quietly sitting in a chair.
For a moment, the president's office quieted down. He Yalin looked at Xin Zezhao tenderly, but smelled something unusual in Xin Zezhao's smile.
The frozen smile at the corner of her mouth was a little cold, and there was no smile in her cool eyebrows. He Yalin's heart next ”cluttered”
”brother Naze Zhao, please be busy first, I'll go down to see my brother.” Surrounded by the cold air, he Yalin put forward to leave with a smile.
”Mm-hmm, you go quickly.” Xin Zezhao nodded slightly, calmly got up, and slowly sent he Yalin to the door of the president's office.
”Bang, if you are so reluctant, don't leave.” Liang Xiaoyu is sitting in the Secretary's room. When he raises his eyes, he sees the scene of deep love. He purses his lips slightly and subconsciously pokes his lunch box with his chopsticks.
Displeased eyes fell on the lunch box which was thrown into the corner by himself. The more he looked, the more angry he was. There was a pinch of fire in Liang Xiaoyu's eyes, as if he wanted to burn a small hole in the lunch box.
Just looking at it, Liang Xiaoyu is still very angry. In a rage, he reaches for the lunch box, lifts the lid, ignores the smell of food in the air, and pours it into the garbage can.
”What are you doing?” Xin Zezhao stood at the door, his heroic eyebrows rising unhappily, squinting at Leng Xiaoyu.
”Oh, I didn't do anything. I cooked too much today. If I can't finish eating, I can only pour it out.” Liang Xiaoyu didn't even raise his head. He continued his action with regret on his face. ”It's a pity that I didn't have a dog, or I could feed it to the dog. Ah ~”