Qinghui raised his eyes, and there was a deep doubt in his eyes.

What the hell is going on with these ordinary people??

It's okay if you're not afraid of the Spirit Sword, you have to come up.

Could it be ......

Qinghui glanced at the sugar cube that was handed to his lips.

She's going to poison Lord Spirit Sword?!

Light coffee: ......

Seeing that Qinghui was just looking at it, and didn't open his mouth, he didn't think much about it at all on a whim just now, and the senior sister who directly peeled the candy paper was a little embarrassed, and her fingers were retracted.

Qinghui suddenly opened his mouth and took the candy away.

The white and soft little girl took the hard toffee in her mouth and crunched it, and her eyes were a little bored.

Forget it, she doesn't have the guts, and ...... This milk smells so good.

So he raised his chin vaguely and responded to her candy delivery.

It's a bit cute, indeed.

The senior sister finally couldn't help but laugh.

Then I heard the sound of putting the cup down.

She subconsciously looked back, and saw Tang Qing lowering her eyes, not looking this way at all, looking down at the pen and not knowing what she was writing.

Nothing seems out of the ordinary.

The senior sister breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered to Qinghui in a low voice, "I still have something to do, let's do it first, you can take a break here, just go to class, move lightly, sometimes I feel like a mentor...... You know. ”

Qinghui looked up at her with round eyes.

Senior sister: The junior sister really understands me, look at this look of listening carefully.

In fact, Qinghui, who only heard the last three words, bit the sugar: What do you know?

And the senior sister felt that she had finished expressing the president's ghostly character to the junior sister, and after teasing the junior sister, she got up beautifully and planned to go back to her seat.

I heard a deep and elegant male voice in the empty and quiet office, "Kang Xiuya." ”

"Yes......" The senior sister just now subconsciously straightened up and responded, looking at the person who spoke.

Tang Qing sat on the seat, holding a silver fountain pen in his hand, the silver metallic texture lined his slender hands even more beautifully, the neat and neat hair, and the thin broken hair on his forehead slightly covered his inky eyes, making it impossible to see what emotions were under his eyes.

He sat there so lightly, behind him was an old gentleman who was invited to write a font at a certain party, which was bold and domineering, and the young man lined it was like a lacquer painting, with bright colors.

Sister Kang who was targeted: ...... I'm a little scared that every time the president looks at someone like this, that person won't end well.

Sure enough, in the next second, Tang Qing picked up a document from the table, "The docking with the company's event sponsorship that I said before, I will leave it to you to discuss." ”

Kang Xiuya: ......

Delivering the work, Tang Qing instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

He took another sip of water in his cup, and looked down at the few red wolfberries in the cup.

I feel that I still have to soak it with a few chrysanthemums to detoxify and remove the fire.

After a while.

There was a creak in the quiet office.

The chair he was sitting in pushed back and stood up.

With a little thought in his eyes, he didn't hesitate for too long, raised his foot directly, and walked to Qinghui.

There really wasn't much fun about this quiet afternoon.

Qinghui is very boring.,Plus this place is just right to bask in the sun.。。

Just now, he had unconsciously evolved from sitting to supporting his cheeks, leaning on the sofa chair, and his little head was drowsy by the light of the sun outside.