Chapter Eighty-Eight: Wash Your Eyes

Song Chuyang carried the hope of his own president and rushed to the company at a gallop.

I was about to rush to the company with a big bag of aunt towels, but it happened to be time to get off work.

Facing the surging flow of people, Song Chuyang looked at the large aunt towel in his hand and decisively chose to hide.

Seeing that there was no one at the front desk, he hid the large aunt towel under the front desk, and then took the place of the little sister at the front desk.

Then, a group of people who were rushing to leave work saw the following picture: the beautiful little girl at the front desk in the past was gone, replaced by a lewd man with a strange smile, and waved goodbye to them.

Decide to choose to wash your eyes, okay!

Facing everyone's strange eyes, and finally everyone was done, Song Chuyang walked to the president's office with a big bag of aunt towels, and carefully avoided monitoring along the way, after all, this image is not very good.

I found the nearest toilet to the president's office, and thought that the president must be in a hurry, and I didn't have time to knock on the door, so I pushed the door directly and went in, shouting in my mouth: "Oh, my wife, I'm here, I must be in a hurry." ”

When he went in and took a closer look, Song Chuyang's whole person was stunned in place, and he said Okay, President Lin! Why did he become Lin Yan'er!

Lin Yan'er screamed, and hurriedly lifted her pants up, but the more anxious she was, the worse she became, and her underwear and pants got tangled together.

She looked frightened and stepped back, trying to find a little corner to hide herself.

Song Chuyang only saw a pair of white thighs appear in front of him, and there was a pair of pink and tender underwear hanging in the middle of the thighs.

It seems that he still has a piece of "angel wings" in his hand.

Lin Yan'er saw Song Chuyang staring at herself so directly, and hurriedly put her aunt's towel on her pants, and was about to rush out when she lifted her pants.

He also shouted "Catch the hooligans!"

Song Chuyang was shocked to be shouted, if he was really caught as a hooligan, how would he mix in the company in the future!

hurriedly stopped Lin Yan'er, covered her mouth, and explained: "All this can be explained, don't be impulsive!"

This stop, Lin Yan'er was even more frightened, tears were about to come out, Song Chuyang's hand was about to die and stopped on her chest! This kind of scene is really similar to playing hooligan or something!

Lin Yan'er, who had never encountered this kind of scene, was completely panicked, opened her mouth to take a bite of Song Chuyang's hand, and was about to kick Song Chuyang's crotch with her foot.

Song Chuyang was kicked by a little girl, and dodged it with a casual flash.

Lin Yan'er saw that she couldn't hit a blow, and she didn't do much entanglement, so she glanced at Song Chuyang with tears in her eyes, covered her face and ran out of the toilet.

Song Chuyang immediately shouted: "Sister-in-law, I really didn't mean to, I really didn't touch anything just now." I can explain it!"

Seeing Lin Yan'er running away without raising her head, Song Chuyang slapped her thigh: "Yes, I can't wash it if I really jump into the Yellow River now." ”

No longer wasting time, Song Chuyang rushed to the next toilet with a large bag of aunt towels, after all, the president was still waiting in the toilet.

ran downstairs, this time Song Chuyang was obedient, and knocked on the door before entering: "Wife, are you inside?" ”

A female voice in response to him: "Why are you here?

Hearing this, Song Chuyang was shocked, could it be that he had been in the toilet for too long, and the president had changed his painting style?

Quickly pushed the door in, and saw a pair of petite and delicate feet wearing pink high heels under a cubicle.

That's right this time, although the president's voice is a little weird.

Song Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief, opened the bag and prepared to take an aunt's towel and hand it in.

Before I could take out my aunt's towel, the door of the toilet cubicle was pushed open!

What came out is still not the imaginary President Lin!

The little girl at the front desk still had her hands on her pants, and the expression on her face was very dull. Brother Song: You still have this hobby?

Song Chuyang scolded secretly, this will be regarded as a hooligan again!

"Well, actually, I can explain it, it's not what you imagined!" The pale explanation obviously didn't listen to the little girl at the front desk.

How could a normal man appear in the women's toilet with a large bag of things that are suspected to be aunt towels!

The expected screams did not appear.

The little girl at the front desk was looking at Song Chuyang with a tangled face, and after a closer look, it seemed that there was still a bit of shyness in the entanglement.

"Brother Song, although your hobby is a little special, if you really like people, then I can also consider it. The coquettish voice sounded, and the little sister at the front desk twitched her eyes and kept giving Song Chuyang a wink.

Song Chuyang's heart was galloping past with 10,000 grass and mud horses, although it was very refreshing for beauties to give them a hug or something, but what the hell is this special hobby!

"I can really explain my hobby of special hobbies or something, I'm also here to save the world, so what! That's it, we'll talk about it next time. After Song Chuyang finished speaking, he quickly flashed.

The little girl at the front desk saw Song Chuyang's appearance of running away, and chopped her feet angrily.

I took my head down and looked at my figure, it wasn't bad, it should be convex and concave.

What does Brother Song mean by this ghost-like look!

Song Chuyang spared a few more laps outside, and in order to avoid the tragedy just now, he decided to call Lin Fangfei.

Lin Fangfei looked at the name flashing on the screen, and wanted to throw the phone out.

It's a pity that she didn't even have the strength to drop her phone after squatting for so long.

She answered the phone weakly: "Hey, where are you?"

Song Chuyang was frightened by this voice: "I'm in the company, president, are you okay? You won't fall into the pit, right?"

"The dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth! Lin Fangfei seemed to have regained some strength by Song Chuyang's anger.

"Then you'll have to tell me which toilet you're in. Song Chuyang didn't want to tell his wife about those embarrassments.

"It must be in the toilet in my office, otherwise where else could it be. Lin Fangfei shouted out the answer with all her might.

"Okay, okay, I'll be there in two minutes, you hold on, come right away. Song Chuyang wiped his sweat silently, how much trouble would he have saved if he had asked earlier!

Song Chuyang rushed upstairs with a large aunt's towel.

I walked to the door of the toilet and thought about it and knocked politely: "President?"

"Well, it's finally here, bring me your aunt's towel, watch out for your dog's eyes. Lin Fangfei suddenly felt a little more energetic.

There was a creak, and a small crack opened in the toilet door.

"Hey, hey, as for me, am I the kind of person who can peek? This seam is too small, and my aunt's towel can't get in. Song Chuyang looked at the finger-wide gap with disdain.

"If you dare to peek, then wait for me to come out and gouge out your eyes!" Lin Fangfei gritted her teeth and opened the door wider.

The gap just handed the bag of aunt towels in, and I couldn't see anything at all.

Song Chuyang secretly thought that if he had a pair of see-through eyes now, he would definitely be able to see the light, haha.

After sending his aunt's towel, Song Chuyang breathed a long sigh of relief, finally no longer being regarded as a pervert.

sat in the position of president, shook the chair leisurely, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

frowned, this tea has long been cold.

I just wanted to complain, but I suddenly remembered that the president had squatted in the toilet for so long, and it would be strange if this tea was still hot.

Resolutely and rationally shut his mouth.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement behind the door, Song Chuyang thought about it suspiciously, shouldn't the president walk out happily at this time? Could it be that he fainted after squatting for too long?

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