Lu Nan'an's hand holding her waist tightened suddenly: "What do you mean to confirm that I am sick?"

"Of course it's a doctor," Qin Gong wrinkled his nose, "Nan'an, I'll tell you about serious things, during this time, you ......"

"And then?" He clenched his fists and his eyes were red, "The doctor thinks I'm sick, and you send me to a mental hospital, and then what?" Under pesticides, poison me? ”

"How is that possible?" She was a little frightened by his expression, "Even if you go for treatment, I won't poison you, even if you're not my boyfriend, I won't do that!" ”

The veins on his forehead protruded: "What if you did?" What if you did! ”

"Nope! No, it won't! Unless it's without my knowledge...... I won't......"

"Qin Gong!"

He stood up abruptly and kicked over the coffee table in front of him: "How many excuses do you have to make!"

She fell to the ground in fright, looking at him in embarrassment, her face full of panic: "South Bank, South Bank, what's wrong with you?" South Shore ......"

She started crying.

He slowly came to his senses, the corners of his lips tightening.

suppressed these days, but after all, I still couldn't control my emotions.

"Southbank, woo-woo-woo......"

He rubbed his brow and crouched down to help her up.

She subconsciously struggled.

He gently touched her head: "I'm sorry, Xiaogong, I'm really sorry."

She cried and threw herself into his arms, "What the hell is wrong with you, woo woo."

He closed his eyes in pain, hugged her, and said in a hoarse voice: "I had a dream, and what I just said is the content of the dream."

"It's just a dream, why are you so fierce?"

"I'm sorry."

"Lu Nan'an, you bastard, woo."

"It's my fault."

"Woohoo."

……

Lu Nan'an finally put Qin Gong to sleep, walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette.

He never smoked.

But for some reason, I took a pack of cigarettes when I was shopping for groceries today.

A self-deprecating smile hung over his lips.

Look, she just made excuses and found reasons, and he did everything possible to make up for her in his heart, wanting to ...... Trust her.

……

Qin Zhi woke up the next day, as if he had forgotten what happened last night, packed up neatly, picked up his steamed buns on the table, and said while putting on his shoes by the door:

"Southbank, I'm going to work!"

He came out of the kitchen and went around to the refrigerator to get her a carton of milk: "Stay safe."

"Hmm!"

Golden Cloud Games Co., Ltd.

The front desk was the same as yesterday, and as soon as I saw her, I took her to the office.

She looked at the office with three positions and raised an eyebrow: "Clerk's office?"

"Well," the receptionist nodded, "but you're the only one at the moment." ”

Qin Gong: "......"

Didn't this company even have a single clerk?

"You can choose a favorite position and sit down, if you think the other two are in the way, you can also move to the storeroom."

“…… Thank you. ”

"Then I'll go out, and I'll call you when everyone arrives."

“？”

In the face of her doubts, the front desk did not mean to explain, smiled and walked out.

Qin Ji blinked, and began to get familiar with a position.

It wasn't until ten o'clock that the front desk knocked on the door of her office: "Sister Qin, they are all outside."

Qin Gong: "Okay."

It's a weird company.

There were men and women outside, and there were sixteen people scattered together.

Boss Qin Zhan is wearing a suit and leather shoes today, and even his hair is neatly groomed, as soon as he saw her, he clapped his hands: "Partners, this is our company's new clerk, everyone should take good care of it!"

"A must!"

"Definitely, definitely!"

"Be sure to keep her with our enthusiasm!"

Qin Gong: "......"

How do these people get fat?