"May I ask where is my porridge?" Zhang Yihang looked at the box of fried rice noodles that Zhao Yihuan was carrying in his hand, and he couldn't arouse his interest.

It's a little greasy, and I feel like I'm full when I look at it. Zhang Yihang licked his lips and felt that his lips were greasy.

"How do you feel greasy. ”

Zhang Yihang thought of his already chubby face, "Huh...... It's so hard to digest!"

Although I was late, I couldn't say that I couldn't go to this class. In order to be able to eat better, no matter how difficult it is, Zhao Yihuan will also persevere.

Zhao Yihuan walked all the way, ignoring Zhang Yihang, who was following him to ask.

Since you don't answer, of course I'll continue to ask! I don't know if I have the spirit of perseverance since I was a child, but now I have the perseverance to get you.

"Huh...... Eh, don't rush up just yet. You haven't answered me yet, where's my porridge?"

Zhang Yihang chased for a long time, but Zhao Yihuan had a black face, and he didn't care about the follower next to him.

With Zhang Yihang's ability, how could Zhao Yihuan stop and wait for him. Zhao Yihuan couldn't wait to hide away, so as not to leave a deep impression on Zhang Yihang. She didn't want to be remembered by him.

These two can be described with the picture of "the big jackal and the little white rabbit", and it is really interesting to take a closer look.

The taste of it, as the years increase, slowly becomes rich and mellow, making people unconsciously sink into this intoxication.

Zhang Yihang chased farther and farther, and Zhao Yihuan had no intention of stopping. He was getting farther and farther away from the lobby now, and he had been thinking about the black bag on the big sofa. So he gave up and ran back to the lobby to get his black bag back.

After all, the contents of this black bag are fine.

Knowing that waiting is a difficult thing, Zhao Yihuan waited for the elevator, of course he wouldn't wait for him!

Zhao Yihuan held his breath, took a box of fried noodles, and cautiously walked into the elevator.

When the elevator slowly closed, Zhao Yihuan's little heart was still beating "plopping". When the elevator door was closed and slowly rising, Zhao Yihuan spit out that mouthful.

"Suffocate me. ”

Life is not easy, and the child is bitter in his heart!

Zhao Yihuan pretended to be calm, but in fact, he was super cowardly.

The elevator is a relatively enclosed space, so it is suitable for thinking.

There are always a few small scenes that flash through my mind.

I told him I didn't buy it.

The next second, it could be ......

"It's not good to buy a small breakfast, it seems that your work ability needs to be improved, so it's better to give a few more special tasks. ”

Otherwise, what I originally had in my hand has now been changed by me.

The next second, it could be ......

"You can do magic, how can your paintings, not change a few out of it, save yourself from painting every day, so hard. ”

This will not work, or I will pour your porridge, and you will wait to be hungry all morning.

The next second, it could be ......

"He just took my fried noodles away and starved me all morning. ”

Because this incident has happened many times, Zhao Yihuan has left a shadow in his heart at the moment.

However, I bought it with real money, and now I will lose money.

Originally bought. It's just that it was spilled. You don't think about it.

The next second, it could be ......

"Since it was sprinkled, it is natural not to count. So, I crossed out this account myself. ”

I didn't spill the porridge on purpose, so how should I explain it to him? Should I explain it to him? If I do, how do I say it, it's embarrassing! I don't want to explain it to him, I don't want to explain it! If I don't explain it, he can bother me all day.

When Zhao Yihuan was on the verge of collapse, the elevator arrived.

"Do you want to say it? The porridge was spilled because a primary school student touched porcelain, and I felt that I looked more like the one who touched porcelain...... No, is this good, the porridge was spilled, because I was hit by a bicycle, and it felt like it wasn't serious enough...... It's better that your porridge was asked for by a little brother. Because, he wanted to ......" Zhao Yihuan was snickering.

"That's right, that's it. ”

Zhao Yihuan walked out of the elevator dejectedly.

"What does that mean? It is better to take the initiative to confess. ”

Zhao Yihuan walked back to the office in disappointment.

Zhang Yihang, who was running in the lobby, of course, would not be idle.

What awaits him is a strange fate that people can't ask for.

Zhang Yihang didn't want to grind, but a woman stopped him, so he missed this short time with Zhao Yihuan.

"One voyage. ”

Gu Yuanyuan grabbed Zhang Yihang's sleeve and left his person.

"Are you?" Zhang Yihang saw Gu Yuanyuan, and he was not impressed at all.

Such a good-looking woman can't beat him Zhang Yihang.

So......

"I don't know you, why are you pulling my sleeve?"

"We've seen it before, in ...... Inside the elevator. Gu Yuanyuan said as he spoke, his little face flushed.

Why did she blush, did I do something?

Zhang Yihang has been thinking back to the past, and in his mind, except for Zhao Yihuan, he is still Zhao Yihuan.

Zhang Yihang's eyes were not quite right when he looked at Gu Yuanyuan, this was obviously a situation.

But this situation was not the response Gu Yuanyuan wanted to get, so she let go of the hand that was pulling Zhang Yihang's sleeve.

After that, the two walked into the same elevator rather calmly.

Zhang Yihang returned to the company a few minutes later than Zhao Yihuan, and as soon as he went back, he saw Zhao Yihuan gobbling up and eating very embarrassed.

"This Zhao Yihuan is too ugly to eat, and she is usually not like this. The people in the company were idle and had nothing to do, discussing Zhao Yihuan's eating appearance in twos and threes.

"Are you very idle? Is the work at hand done?" Zhang Yihang wanted to inquire about the gossip, but when he saw him one by one, he was so nervous that he returned to the position, and the one who took the pen took the pen, and there were even strange friends who opened the drawing paper and sprinkled the pens all over the ground.

Only one person was still eating breakfast. That is Zhao Yihuan.

"I was in such a hurry, it turned out that I was back for breakfast. It's a cute little one. Zhang Yihang stood next to Zhao Yihuan and watched Zhao Yihuan eat with a bulging mouth.

Maybe Zhang Yihang was tall and covered her light, the moment she raised her head to look at Zhang Yihang, she felt as if something was on top.

He grabbed Zhao Yihuan's hand and slowly moved it up until Zhao Yihuan couldn't catch the box of fried rice noodles.

"Where's my porridge?" Zhang Yihang looked at Zhao Yihuan's eyes, and under the questioning eyes, Zhao Yihuan began to coax again.

"Your porridge ......"

"Your porridge ......"

"My porridge ......"

"Your porridge, I ......"

"Lying is not an excuse you should choose, say it!"

I got hit by a bicycle and it's a mess!

"Well, okay! That bowl of porridge was spilled. ”

"Oh, spilled. ”