Worried about the stomach (two watches)
Xia Xiaoluo didn't expect Cheng Aofeng to stand outside the door at this time, and he was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to walk away. Use the Ruokan Novel Reader to watch thousands of novels, completely ad-free!
"Well, when are you going to work?" Cheng Aofeng hurriedly had nothing to say, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he hated to bite off his tongue.
God, is his IQ negative now? When did he become so dumb-mouthed? obviously wanted to show his concern for her, but when he said it, he had a high-minded and businesslike tone, as if he had put it in the refrigerator and froze it for a few days before taking it out.
"Tomorrow." Xia Xiaoluo replied expressionlessly and walked past him coldly.
Seeing Xia Xiaoluo go downstairs without any nostalgia, Cheng Aofeng lightly slapped his forehead and scolded in his heart: Cheng Aofeng, there is really no one more stupid than you!
In the small garden downstairs, the evening breeze is breezy and fragrant.
Looking at the sunset that had not completely dissipated in the sky, Xia Xiaoluo sighed wistfully, and the cold and ruthless words that Cheng Aofeng had just said echoed in her ears again.
Yes, her identity is just a secretary, a servant, and she shouldn't covet a little warmth here. If the owner is unhappy one day, he can drive her away at any time. She should have understood this qiē a long time ago, but why? When you think about it, you feel so sad?
She suddenly missed her mother so much, and only by her mother's side could she be coquettish, cry, and laugh without any scruples......
"Rubbing" and "rubbing" couldn't help but wet his eyes again, Xia Xiaoluo returned to the villa with a sad heart, and unexpectedly saw that Cheng Aofeng's door was open.
Did that invincible fellow see that her feet are healed, and are ready to tell her to do something? No matter what, if he wants to tell him, just come over and say it, and she will never be stupid to treat him as a good person who understands feelings and is reasonable.
Xia Xiaoluo pursed her lips disdainfully and slammed the door shut.
Cheng Aofeng sat in the room, pretending to look at a thick piece of information, but in fact, there was not a minute in his heart that he was not suffering.
He deliberately didn't close the door.
Today he had already heard Bai Mei's report that Xia Xiaoluo's feet were almost completely healed, just now he suddenly imagined that the little girl who was so simple that he was a little stupid would suddenly forget his mistake, and ran over like he did on the first day he moved in, and asked him if there was anything to do?
He heard Xia Xiaoluo come up and slammed the door shut, only then did he know that the burning expectation in his heart had really become a phantom.
The little girl was really angry with him this time, and she wouldn't take the initiative to provoke him again.