Guan Mufeng and Mi Xue had also come out of the tea room. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the path they walked, through the valley, to the main venue.

Suddenly, Guan Mufeng stopped and looked at the slender back in front of him.

Michelle followed his gaze and recognized the person on the swing as Qiao Yingying.

She was about to step forward to call for her, when a young man appeared in her sight, good-looking, and a little familiar.

Seems to be an engineer in the software department?

The man walked up to Qiao Yingying, smiled and said something, and then handed over a glass of juice.

Qiao Yingying seemed to be stunned for a moment before she got up from the swing, and then waved her hand at the man again and again.

The man continued to chat with Qiao Yingying for a while, his attitude was very polite and enthusiastic, and then he didn't know what to say, Qiao Yingying took his juice. The man seemed to be satisfied, and said a few more words to Qiao Yingying before leaving.

Mi Xue saw the doorway, couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and was just about to say hello to Qiao Yingying, when another man appeared in sight.

She was slightly surprised, this one was also very familiar, it seemed to be a supervisor of the engineering department?

The man looked more mature, holding a box of fragrant hot dog rolls in his hand and handing it to Qiao Yingying.

Qiao Yingying was stunned for a while, and hurriedly waved her hand.

The man was not in a hurry, he talked to Qiao Yingying, and he didn't know what method to use, Qiao Yingying took his hot dog again, and he left satisfied.

Michelle's expression was a little strange, and she was not in a hurry to come forward to say hello. Sure enough, soon another man walked up to Qiao Yingying.

In about ten minutes, seven men came up to talk to Qiao Yingying, and each of them gave drinks and food, which were still different. Qiao Yingying couldn't put it in her hand, so she had to put it on the swing, and her little face was a little worried.

Mi Xue couldn't help but laugh, wanting to say something to Guan Mufeng, but was stunned when she saw his face.

When the first man appeared, Guan Mufeng's expression was still very calm, but he frowned when Qiao Yingying took the drink. Later, a succession of men came forward to talk, and his face became worse and worse each time, and when Michelle noticed it, his face was completely blackened, and he was as cold as an ice cube.

Before Qiao Yingying, who had temporarily stopped, had no time to catch her breath, she saw Guan Mufeng striding over not far away, Jun had no expression on his face, and his eyes were also faint.

Qiao Yingying had been with him for a long time, and she noticed at a glance that he was in a bad mood, and couldn't help but take a step back in fear.

She retreated from her injured left foot, and the ground was sloping and pebbles, and her ankle was under more force, and she immediately felt a piercing pain. She exclaimed, her body shook, and she subconsciously threw herself forward.

Guan Mufeng was startled, and quickly stepped forward to catch her.

"How is it??" Guan Mufeng frowned, half-hugging and half-supporting Qiao Yingying, a very faint burnt color flashed in his starry eyes.

Qiao Yingying lifted her left foot, tried to move, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." ”

Guan Mufeng didn't let go of her, looked at the swing with food piled up next to him, turned to Mi Xue and said, "Help me take the things off the swing." ”

Seeing him hugging Qiao Yingying, his expression was slightly solemn, and Mi Xue's mood was inexplicably complicated. Without saying a word, she walked over and laid everything on the ground beside her.

Guan Mufeng helped Qiao Yingying sit down on the swing and squatted down to check her ankles.

Qiao Yingying's skeleton is already slender, and in addition, it is very thin, and his ankles are so thin that he can circle them with two fingers.

Confirming that it did not swell again, he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes swept over the smooth and fair skin in front of him, and a warm and greasy touch came from his fingers, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart, and immediately let go of his hand.

Standing up, his face returned to flatness, and his tone was a little stern: "Why are you so careless when you have an injury on your foot?"

Qiao Yingying lowered her head, rubbed her fingers on the corners of her skirt, and flattened her mouth without speaking.

It's not that I'm scared by my husband, it's so fierce!" she thought silently, and secretly wrinkled her little nose.

"Yingying's foot hurts?" Michelle looked at her ankle in surprise.

"Well, it's just a small injury, I fell myself!" Qiao Yingying hurriedly explained.

Although Guan Mufeng didn't specifically tell her to keep the matter of the bar secret that night, she herself was very careful and didn't tell anyone.

Guan Mufeng raised his eyebrows, seemingly satisfied with her answer. His gaze swept over the food and drinks on the side, and his face turned cold again.

"Hungry?" he asked.

The little head hanging in front of him nodded.

"When you're hungry, you can just accept other people's things?" he said, frowning.

Qiao Yingying raised her head and looked at him aggrievedly with big black and white eyes: "But that is what Sister Xiaomei asked them to bring me?"

Guan Mufeng's face became even colder: "You will believe what they say?"

“… But why are they lying to me?" Qiao Yingying's expression was full of puzzlement, her eyes looked at the people before, but she found that the positions that were full of people just now were empty, and there was no one left.

"Huh, what about people?" she said strangely.

Guan Mufeng glanced around, and snorted low in his throat.

"Don't talk to strangers in the future. Remember?" he looked at Qiao Yingying, his tone solemn.

"Oh, remember. Qiao Yingying nodded obediently.

Michelle looked at them from the side, and suddenly felt like parents educating children, and the picture was harmonious and warm.

She found it interesting and sympathetic to Qiao Yingying: in front of a stern and ruthless boss like Guan Mufeng, she was afraid that she would never be able to turn over, and she could only be trained.