Liu Dan always couldn't see her cold or hot look, and snorted from her nose, "Mo Xiaoguo, I didn't misunderstand you, you really are the same as before!"
Mo Xiaoguo paused and looked back at her patiently. What does she mean by this
Liu Dan ringed her chest and sneered at her, "I haven't seen you in a few years, but you are still as unscrupulous as before. Today is the first day in the company, so let’s start hooking up with the president and show her hospitality? You are really good, I want to come to you. Did you enter the company through this method?"
She just saw the way she delivered medicine to Mu Beicheng just now.
Scumbag! inferior!
Mo Xiaoguo's breathing was stagnant, and Liu Dan's three words of "disorderly" stepped on her painful foot all of a sudden, leaving her speechless.
She couldn't help thinking of the nightmare six years ago.
After the incident came out, everyone around me looked at her like this and laughed at her...
Looking at her pale cheeks, Liu Dan snorted, "Mo Xiaoguo, I would advise you, if you don't have the strength, it's best to get out early! IG is not for people like you to play!"
Without waiting for Mo Xiaoguo's answer, she arrogantly got into a taxi that had just stopped and drove away.
…
The rain fell suddenly.
Mo Xiaoguo froze for a moment, and the rain struck her face, suddenly feeling a little cold. Holding herself, she shuddered, and immediately turned and ran into the subway.
The wind was blowing, and it was a bit cold.
Behind, there was a sudden sound of car humming. She didn't look back, as if a ferocious beast was chasing her, she ran more and more eagerly.
The taxi behind, speeding up, suddenly rushed to her side. She was so frightened by the speed that she stayed in place, and for a while she could only stare with her eyes open.
The window slowly lowered.
The slightly cool face came out.
"boarding!"
The voice is low and there are only two words that are decisive and neat.
Why is he here? Shouldn't we leave with the secretary now
Mo Xiaoguo returned to his senses, stepped back subconsciously, and shook his head, "No, I'll just take the subway."
Regardless of the other's reaction, she turned her head and left. The rain fell and wet her hair.
After two steps, his elbows were suddenly pulled. As soon as she turned her head, she saw that Mu Beicheng had gotten out of the car, staring at her intently, repeating the two words lowly, "Get in the car!"
He was pulling at himself with his right hand, very hard, as if he had pulled the wound. On the wet shirt cuffs, he immediately fainted and bleeds. I'm afraid it's even worse to be caught in the acid rain.
Mo Xiaoguo frowned, and when he glanced at him, he still got into the back seat of the taxi.
He also followed in.
The capacity of the taxi was not empty. As soon as his tall body entered, the entire space immediately became more crowded, making it difficult for Mo Xiaoguo to breathe.
Without speaking, she just pulled out a tissue from her bag to wipe the water marks on her face, trying not to think about what Liu Dan said to herself just now.
it's already over…
It's passed…
"Where to go?" Mu Beicheng glanced at her and asked.
Mo Xiaoguo regained his senses after wiping her stubborn hair. He glanced at him hesitantly, a little jealous.
"Report your address. Even if you know where you live, I won't do anything to you." He spoke casually, and he didn't look up, but untied his cuff leisurely.
It seems that he was stuck by his clothes, and it hurts when he was rolled up. His brows were frowned and his face was ugly.
Mo Xiaoguo and the master whispered the address before looking at him, "I'm coming."
Mu Beicheng glanced at her, did not refuse, and proactively stretched his hand over.
She rolled up her sleeves slowly, and couldn't help but breathe when she saw the inflamed wound.
"Why did it become like this?" The blisters fester, which is many times worse than yesterday!
"I don't know, I didn't touch the water last night." He looked innocent.
"Did you accidentally touch the wound?"
He tilted his head and thought about it seriously, "Well, yes, I ran into the corner of the table last night."
Mo Xiaoguo felt pain when she listened, "Where is the medicine just given to you?"
Mu Beicheng took out the medicine. Mo Xiaoguo took a small cotton swab out of his bag again, and he looked funny, "Ding Dong cat? Do you still carry this in your bag?"
"Girls will probably take this." Mo Xiaoguo smiled. While speaking, he was careful to give him medicine.
Bringing a cotton swab is also to prevent the eye makeup I put on in the morning from fainting, but I didn't expect it to be useful now.
She held his hand and started very gently, as if afraid of his pain, she occasionally whistled for him twice. Mu Beicheng stared at her motionlessly, with dim light flickering in his eyes.
Her gentle face, still with water droplets, made people want to reach out and wipe it off for her. She put her hand out, into the air, but she suddenly raised her head.
"Okay." Bright eyes were clear, making his movements stop abruptly.
He glanced at her silently, his outstretched hand bends, and he took the ointment back naturally, his thin lips pressed slightly, "Thank you."
"No thanks, I should be. After all, the president's hand is because of me." The tone was polite, and he did his duty. She didn't look at him, just dropped her gaze on her knees.
A vague undercurrent emerged in his deep eyes. Mu Beicheng sneered and asked in a low voice: "So, if this injury is not because of you, you won't help me?"
Unexpectedly, Mo Xiaoguo raised her head in surprise. When she ran into his deep and unclear sight, she was confused and immediately lowered her head.