It put it back, and stretched out a hand behind it to take it. After looking at it, it slipped on two or three times. Standing in front of the mirror and looking at it, he turned his head and said to Ye Xiaochai, "The slogan of your club is good, it rhymes very well."
Ye Xiaochai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the T-shirt was already too big, Ye Xiaochai looked loose when wearing it, but it was too big and dangling on Su Zhenzhen's body, making him even more thin. Su Zhenzhen was wandering around the room with a teacup in his hand, walked to the computer, raised his voice and asked if he could look at his computer, Ye Xiaochai said you can do whatever you want, but suddenly remembered something, and rushed over to press his touch button. The hand that touched the computer, but it was already too late, the computer was already in hibernation, and it would light up again after a slight touch of the keyboard. Ye Xiaochai turned her head, feeling afraid to look at Su Zhenzhen's current expression.
Su Zhenzhen coughed lightly, looked at his face on the computer desktop, and raised his eyebrows. Regardless of where he got the photos, the act of using photos as a desktop is worth thinking about.
Hearing that cough, Ye Xiaochai almost burned up, turned around and wanted to take the opportunity to walk away. Suzhen really put down the cup, grabbed him from behind and lay on his back, and whispered in his ear, "Why do you use my photo as a desktop?"
Ye Xiaochai shut up and pretended to be dumb, and refused to speak.
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Su Zhenzhen smiled deeply, and didn't force him. He let go of his hands and sat on the bed indifferently, with his legs crossed up and holding the teacup, looking at ease. Looking up and watching him turn around in the small room, I was in a great mood.
When the atmosphere between the two of them was getting weirder, Ye Xiaochai's phone rang suddenly, and she answered it hastily.
"Ye Xiaochai, are you in the room?"
"Yes, what's the matter."
"I'm at the door. I was exploited today and can only rest until now. I'm too lazy to go back and sleep at your place." Zhao Shiming Leng said wearily.
Just as Ye Xiaochai said yes, she remembered that Su was really here now, "I can't do it now..."
Zhao Shimingdeng was silent for two seconds, and suddenly said strangely, "You have a girlfriend and are hiding in your room, right?"
"Where did you think!" Ye Xiaochai roared in a low voice, "Where did my girlfriend come from?"
"Otherwise, open the door quickly, and I'll be at the door. If you're not hiding your girlfriend inside, what are you doing so nervously, open the door quickly, or I'll knock on the door." After Zhao Shimingdeng finished speaking, he hung up the phone, bang Knock on the door.
Ye Xiaochai glanced at Su Zhenzhen who was smiling, and thought that it shouldn't matter. When he opened the door, Zhao Shimingdeng's knocking hand almost knocked on his head. Seeing him blocking the door, he probed in and looked in. Su Zhenzhen smiled at him with his teacup in his hand.
He glanced at Su Zhenzhen's clothes suspiciously, and asked Ye Xiaochai in a low voice, "Is this a junior from the club? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Ye Xiaochai had no choice but to explain the source to him, and Zhao Shimingdeng came back to his senses. Seeing the two people coming in, Su Zhenzhen put down her teacup and stood up, saying that she should go back too, and I will stop here today. Whispered a few words with Ye Xiaochai, smiled at Zhao Shimingdeng, turned and went out, Ye Xiaochai took him downstairs, watched him get into the car and drove away.
Zhao Shiming Deng was lying on the balcony, holding the lo mei he had just bought in his hand, watching the two of them bid farewell, gnawing on the chicken feet and sighing, Ye Xiaochai, this piece of wood will also bloom one day, the relationship between the two is obviously unusual. Seeing that person's temperament is gentle and refined, his eyes are clear and firm, he is obviously not an ordinary person, even if he is wearing the ugly clothes of the society, he still looks elegant and immortal.
When he came up, Zhao Shiming Deng held a half-gnawed chicken paw, posed in a pose, raised eyebrows and yelled, 呔! What is your relationship with that person just now, quickly and honestly recruit, otherwise don't blame the government for being merciless!
Ye Xiaochai cruelly ended his drama career with a water cup.
On the other side, Feng Lian was fighting with people for 300 rounds in the living room with an apple in her mouth. When she saw Su Zhenzhen opened the door and came in, she was so shocked that the apple fell down. scream.
Looking at Su Huanzhen's clothes and calm expression, Feng Lian held her head and was almost speechless.
In the next few days, the two were busy with each other and did not see each other again. Ye Xiaochai didn't feel that there was any change in her busy schedule, but Jun Jian looked at her with more resentful eyes. The reason was that every noon, the beautiful Miss Ling Xiaoyue would show up on time with a lunch box. Today is healthy chicken soup, tomorrow is exquisite pastry, and the day after tomorrow is delicious vegetarian food, light Japanese cuisine, fresh vegetable salad, and after-meal fruit. Various flavors and tricks are changed, and the dishes are rich and nutritious, which is quite healthy. There was even a legendary biscuit baked by hand one day! This made Mr. Jian feel so miserable. Every day, he was enveloped in a gray air, turning grief and anger into motivation, writing code resentfully, his work speed increased sharply, and he glared at Ye Xiaochai from time to time. After a few days, Ye Xiaochai felt that if she was a piece of paper, she would have been riddled with holes by the sword master's gaze.
The gossip in the company has turned around after being silent for a long time. It turns out that the mysterious lover of the new employee Ye Xiaochai is actually Xiaoyue, the company's popular goddess! The goddess personally delivers lunches of love every day, which has been going on for a week! According to the personnel of the Engineering Technology Department, the lunch is different every day. In addition to the famous takeaway dishes, there are also lotus-flavored desserts made by the goddess herself!
In the company's internal gossip discussion group, the four words made by hand were marked in red and magnified.
The one who cried the most was naturally Jianjun.
Every day Qing Yangzi watched their discussions with twitching corners of his mouth, and wanted to howl several times, you all misunderstood, in fact, that person with bad intentions is the president, the president!
And the center of all this is that Ye Xiaochai himself knows nothing about it. He actually knew who ordered these food to be delivered, but Ling Xiaoyue refused to say anything more than delivering food to him every day. Every time he wanted to ask a few more questions about that person, he was rejected by that person. Zhang Xiaoying's face was pushed back.
At noon, Ms. Ling Xiaoyue usually delivered the lunch. Ye Xiaochai took the lunch box in silence, hesitated for a while, and finally grabbed her when Ling Xiaoyue turned around, "Excuse me..."
Before he finished speaking, Jian Jun, who happened to come to the tea room to smoke, saw this scene, and immediately ran out with his face covered in tears.
Ling Xiaoyue's expression twitched subtly, and then she turned to look at Ye Xiaochai, "Huh?"
"Su... How is the president recently?" Ye Xiaochai asked her in a low voice.
"If you want to know so much, you can ask him yourself." Ling Xiaoyue looked at the direction Jianjun ran away, and replied perfunctorily, "The president's office is on the 27th floor. If you have any questions, you might as well ask them yourself." After speaking, he threw him a pass card, "This is my pass. The elevator needs to be verified for access to the 15th floor. If you have any doubts, you can find out by yourself. After you use it, put it at the president. I will get it myself." Regardless of wearing high heels, he ran out.
Ye Xiaochai was holding the lunch box and the pass in his hand, hesitant in his heart, finally gritted his teeth and walked to the elevator. After pressing the button on the 27th floor, the elevator prompts that this floor is a confidential area, which can only be entered with a pass level of C or higher. Please verify the pass card.
After swiping the access card on the electronic scanner, the elevator passed the verification and went directly to the 27th floor. After getting out of the elevator, there is the secretary's area outside. At this time, everyone has already gone to eat and rest. They walked forward, knocked on the door, heard the word "please come in" and pushed the door in. They only heard a familiar voice, "Why are you so busy today?" Coming back soon?"
Ye Xiaochai was at a loss standing at the door. The spacious office was half-partitioned with glass, and the outside was used for reception, with sofas and coffee tables. There is a simple bar against the wall, the wallpaper pattern is soft, and there are light lotus embossed patterns in beige. There is an incense lamp in the corner, and the light smoke seems to be gone. Inside is the office area. The whole floor-to-ceiling windows are bright, and the sunlight refracted in after the outer layer treatment is not glaring. The furniture is simple and thick, and there is no extra art decoration on the walls. The carpet is fluffy, soft and comfortable, and there is no sound at all when you step on it.
The person I was thinking of these days was sitting behind a large desk with his back straight and his eyes fixed on the computer. It was a bit hot today, and he was not dressed so formally. The dark blue striped shirt made his complexion fairer, and the neckline was open, revealing a snow-white neck. He reached out and pulled out a folder to open it, staring intently at a large stack of documents, seeing that the visitor hadn't spoken for a long time, he asked casually, "Why don't you speak?"
Su really thought it was Ling Xiaoyue who brought lunch downstairs, so she didn't look at the door at all. He didn't hear a reply for a while, and looked up inadvertently, only to find the young man standing at the door.
The young man was wearing an ordinary shirt and jeans, holding a takeaway lunch box in his hand, with slightly disheveled hair, serious expression, focused and gentle eyes, staring at himself without saying a word.
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"Ye Xiaochai?" Su Zhenzhen took off his glasses and stood up, somewhat surprised by his appearance. Pushing away the documents in front of him, walking up to him, and looking up at him, "Why are you here? Where is Ling Xiaoyue?"
After being silent for a while, Ye Xiaochai spoke in a low voice, her voice a little hoarse, "She is busy with something, and she gave me the pass. I want to see you."
Su Zhenzhen lowered his head and took the lunch box in his hand and put it on the table, walked to the side bar to get him a cup, yawned lightly, with a tired face, "Sorry, there are a lot of things lately."
Ye Xiaochai stared at his back. The shirt was a slim fit, fitting close to the waistline, showing a thin waist. Her long silver-white hair was bundled up, giving her a simple and neat beauty.
There was warmth in his gaze, and Su Zhenzhen could feel his back turned to him.