MTL - The Boss I Picked Up All Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 27 Giant cannon ash counterattack (27)

Xu Yanyan was so anxious that her tears filled her eyes and explained in a panic: "I, I am also kind..."

Fu Shizhen’s face sank completely: “Go out.”

He doesn't have a big voice, and he can't even call it harsh, but the low voice line contains a kind of indifference that can freeze people.

Xu Yanyan read from the short two words, the second half of the words that Fu Shizhen did not say -

I dare to cry a word, she will not even use the transfer, go straight.

Although her heart was filled with grievances, Xu Yanyan still screamed with two tears at the thought of the serious consequences of being dismissed.

Her eyes were red, tears fell, and twitched and replied: "Fu, Fu, I know, I am not right, I will leave."

She is handsome and she is not ashamed when she is crying. On the contrary, she is somewhat delicate and delicate, and it is easy to cause compassion.

However, unfortunately, in the life of Fu, from birth, he did not even see the words "Pity Xiang Xiyu".

In the face of Xu Yanyan's pitiful gesture, he even felt very unsightly.

This kind of employee who only cries when he meets things can't be used.

When he finished, he turned Xu Yanyan into the air, eased his voice, and turned his head to Su Qian, who was deliberately studying documents. "Small drunk, come over, I suddenly remembered, there is still a place to change."

Su drunk handed over the opened documents and smiled a little: "I have found out, you see, is it here?"

In the face of Su drunk, Fu Shizhen is the most intimate teacher in the world.

The file has not yet been picked up, and the mouth has been boasted as if it were certain: "Is it? The little drunk is really powerful."

The man who was still threatening her cold words turned his head and whispered to others. This strong gap is that the individual has to feel uncomfortable.

Xu Yanyan was unwilling to humiliate and humiliated, and there was no way to stay here, tears and turned away.

"boom--"

A dull voice, with Xu Yanyan turning around, suddenly sounded in the office.

It turned out that Xu Yanyan was too flustered when she turned around. The elbow accidentally dropped the teacup on the table, and the tea was sprinkled.

The paper that had just been picked up by Fu Shizhen had happened to be drenched with tea. The paper quickly became crumpled because of the water, and even the above-mentioned annotations were stained and blurred.

But this is not the most serious.

The most serious thing is that some of the light brown tea flows along the file to Fu Shizhen.

The pretty black suit was stained with water stains. From the chest to the lower abdomen, there was a large dark color that looked awkward and weird.

Fu Shizhen’s face is already black.

Xu Yanyan did not expect that such an accident would occur. She was so scared that she even forgot to cry: "I’m sorry Fu! I didn’t mean it--"

She said, panicking out the tissue from the tissue box and preparing to wipe the clothes.

Just as she was about to meet Fu Shizhen, a thin, thin hand suddenly came out from the side and gently blocked her hand.

She looked up the hand and saw the drunk who had stood up from the chair.

Su drunk face is cold, "Fu has a wound on his arm. Don't mess up here and go out."

Xu Yanyan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Su’s eyes were like quenching ice, falling on her, bringing fear, no less than just when Fu Shi’s cold eyes looked at her.

She couldn't help but flee.

After Su drunk shut Xu Yanyan's hand, he took a paper towel and wiped it.

Fu Shizhen also wants to be self-reliant: "I come -"

Su drunk and unscrupulously pushed him to pick up the paper towel: "The wound is sitting, don't move, you pull the injured arm, we have to go back to the hospital now."

Fu Shizhen’s hand was pushed loose in the air for a long while, and finally he gently fell back to his side, letting the young man in front of his head bow his head and focus on the water stain on his clothes.

Su drunk the dark blazer, stopped and looked at it, and reached out to start unbuttoning the button.

When Fu Shizhen noticed his intention, the pupil had a momentary contraction, and Shen Sheng said: "This is no longer necessary."

"No, it's wet inside," Su drunk insisted: "To clean it."

Fu Shizhen looked down and couldn't help but straighten his lip line.

Su drunk's hand was originally white, and he was lining up with his black suit, and it was even more white and shiny. Slim fingertips hold the button, even if the intention is straight, but in Fu Shiyan's eyes, it is still difficult to calm down.

Su drunk noticed the strangeness of his look, but only did not see, continue the action on his hand.

He knows that if he does not plan to be with Fu Shi, it is best not to make any misleading moves.

But now Fu Shizhen has only one arm to use, clumsy, and it is easy to handle it.

If he was to stand on the sidelines in order to avoid suspicion, it would be too cold-blooded.

Fu Shizhen did not speak again, he quickly unlocked the button of the suit jacket.

As he expected, the white shirt inside was completely wet.

From the position of the clavicle to the lower abdomen, there are traces of dampness by the tea. The shirt and the skin that become translucent after being wet are attached to each other, and the shielding effect is basically lost.

Su drunk through a thin barrier, clearly saw the obvious muscle curvature under the clothes, the drum where the drum, the place to receive. Not exaggerated, but the lines are very beautiful, separated by a layer of semi-wet clothing, more than no wear and torture, full of hormones almost rushing to the face.

If a little girl or a boy who is not determined is here, Bacheng has screamed "I can" and rushed up.

But Su drunk is not so easy to be lured by beauty.

His eyes stayed a little on this beautiful scenery, and he concentrated on the work in his hands.

But wiped it twice, then stopped and frowned.

He thought about it, or said: "I will take you to the bathroom, and I should have a lot of body. It is too much trouble. It is better to wipe the upper body directly and change clothes."

Fu Shizhen was almost wet all over his chest and abdomen. He wiped the paper towel at this point, and the trouble was not clean.

Fu Shizhen has a small room in the company just in case of the general manager's office, bathroom, kitchen, bed... everything, he occasionally goes to nap to rest, just go in and wipe the body, it is not too much trouble .

"..."

Hearing the proposal of Su drunk, Fu Shizhen had a moment, his mind was blank, he opened his mouth and did not answer.

Just after a layer of shirt, Su drunk and wiped him twice, he could not help but tighten the abdominal muscles and spirits.

To be directly naked, he is really not sure that he can remain calm.

And, most importantly, because of the unhealed injury, he has not had time to go to fitness to restore his body.

Although the foundation is still there, the muscles will not fade to the invisibility, but certainly not in a good state.

At the thought of such a neglected exercise, he was exposed to Su drunken eyes, and he was as uncomfortable as being stepped on his tail.

However, Su drunk can not take care of his complicated mood. He directly puts his suit jacket on him, his eyes are not stunned, and he does not feel emotionally urged: "Come on, don't be too busy, let's get better, cold, don't It’s cold.”

Fu Shizhen: "..."

The author has something to say: Annoying, sad, and human fine: My eight packs of my skin are not ready yet _(q□q∠)_

Drunk: I don’t want to dream during the day (’-’*)