Jiang Duxiu blew up.

Although he knew that the woman was very likely to say this, he was still a little unhappy to see it.

Isn't he handsome?

Jiang Duxiu turned off his phone with a calm face.

Where are these two fake, he can smell a sour smell of love across the screen!

Talking nonsense with his eyes open, obviously he is more handsome!!

Mu Xueyao on the other side saw that he no longer replied to messages, so she didn't continue to speak.

It was almost nine o'clock when the doorbell rang.

Chu Shaochen was still dealing with business, so Mu Xueyao walked to the door and opened the door

Seeing the door open, Luo Ye handed over the bag in his hand and said to himself: "Boss ......"

In the middle of speaking, Luo Ye saw the person who opened the door, and he was immediately dumbfounded and speechless.

Really!!!!!

But one thing to say, he, the future boss lady, is really good-looking.

Her long dark black hair stretched lazily down against her straight back, wrapping her slender waist, her eyes were like autumn water, her lips were not dotted, and the only flaw was her slightly frowning eyebrows.

Luo Ye didn't take a second look, and a tall figure didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, blocking his view.

"What?," Before Luo Ye could react, the man took the lead.

Luo Ye: "......???"

Isn't it the boss, you said it yourself in an hour?

Which one is this???

"Boss, I'm sorry for the traffic jam on the road. Luo Ye did not hesitate to choose to bow to the evil forces.

The boss is the biggest!

Chu Shaochen took the bag in his hand, unusually gentle: "Don't take it as an example." ”

"Yes. ”

Luo Ye's eyes rolled: "I won't disturb the boss and Miss Mu." ”

Chu Shaochen didn't answer, it was a tacit acquiescence, and Luo Ye turned around to leave.

Unexpectedly, the man's cold voice floated into his ears again: "Wait." ”

Luo Ye turned around and waited for the boss's next words.

"She's my girlfriend. Chu Shaochen's indifferent eyes squinted at him.

Luo Ye looked at his boss for some reason.

Don't...... The boss just wants to show affection?

Hey, do you have to have the ability to prevent shows when you are an assistant these days?

"Salutation. In the face of people other than Mu Xueyao, he has little patience.

Luo Ye suddenly understood: "Understood! Then I won't bother the boss and Mrs. boss!"

The words fell, and the door in front of Luo Ye was closed.

Chu Shaochen handed the bag to the little girl behind him: "I'm sorry, my assistant only sent the clothes over now." ”

"It's okay, the person who should apologize is me, trouble Mr. Chu. Mu Xueyao took the bag and added, "I'll return the shirt to you after I've washed it, the money for this dress ......"

The man's eyes were dark, and his fingertips covered her red lips that she still wanted to speak, rubbing them gently.

What she didn't say later, he knew.

"You don't have to pay back the money for the clothes. He withdrew his hand, "Acting must be real." ”

The place on his lips that had rubbed against him was inexplicably hot, and she shrank her pupils and took a step back.

Mu Xueyao pursed her lips slightly: "Well, I'll go change my clothes first." ”

It's this strange style of painting again.

There is also an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Uncanny.

After changing his clothes and coming out, Jiang Duxiu sent a WeChat message.

[Jiang Duxiu: I'm back, and you're still at your "boyfriend's" house?]

[Wait, I'll go back and remember to open the door for me.] ］

She said goodbye to Chu Shaochen, and then returned to her cozy nest.

She washed Chu Shaochen's shirt and hung it outside to dry, Jiang Duxiu let out a "tsk" and looked at her back with her hands around her chest.

"You don't really think your neighbor is as cute as an angel, do you?"

Mu Xueyao: "......"

Simply cute as an angel?

What adjective......

Mu Xueyao: "Of course not, I don't know if he is as simple and cute as an angel, but you are really underwhelmed." ”

Jiang Duxiu snorted dissatisfiedly, and was forced to shut her mouth because of her strong force value.