Shi Shu's input method was prepared for her by 777.

As she typed, she realized that she had typed in a string of things, but she didn't look closely.

When it was posted, Shi Shu realized what she had sent.

Damn it! Why did she post such a cute emoji! 777 This dead man's goods, what are you doing with its emoji in her input method!

But the message has already been sent and cannot be withdrawn.

On the other side, everyone who was in a meeting in the conference room looked at their boss's face for a second so cold and terrible, and at this moment they were suffocating red inch by inch, and finally couldn't help but chuckle, with their long hands against their lips, as if they had seen something very funny.

The expressions on everyone's faces were rich and varied, as if they had seen a ghost.

This, this, this...... Is it their terrible boss, who exudes a chill from all over his body, and who cannot be approached within ten feet?

Who's sending the text message?

can actually make the boss put down the meeting and watch it.

Forget about putting down the meeting, and make the boss laugh.

He Yiting rarely laughs, and he generally has a serious face in the army, giving people a sense of cold majesty.

At this time, although the coercion on He Yiting's body dissipated, the aura emanating from his body was obviously much softer.

Everyone wanted to know who sent the message to the boss?

"I'll go back and make it for you." After He Yiting replied to the text message, he put the phone back in his trouser pocket and stopped replying, his face returned to indifference, and his eyes motioned for the adjutant to continue.

Shao Jun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: Boss, your mood has changed too quickly, I haven't provoked you, how can you look at my eyes as if you are looking at an enemy who has delayed you for something.

Shao Jun was in a complicated mood and wanted to cry without tears.

When He Yiting came back, Shi Shu was adjusting the treadmill in his house.

Hearing the voice, she looked at He Yiting, moved her eyes to He Yiting's bare hand that was not carrying anything, and her little face sank.

"What about the food you said you would bring me?" Shi Shu was angry when she thought about it, especially thinking that 777, a little idiot, asked her to send He Yiting an emoji pack!

The sacrifice was so big, and he couldn't eat the dishes fried by He Yiting's chef, Shi Shu felt that he was really losing a lot this time.

He Yiting took off his coat and put it aside, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, raising his eyes and glancing at Shi Shu, "For the sake of you wanting me to open a private stove so much, I will reluctantly cook two dishes for you myself." ”

"You fried all the dishes I ate before?" Shi Shu was stunned.

He Yiting did not speak.

The first two times were indeed fried by the chef he transferred from home, but later...... The chef is old, and the environment in the capital is different from that in Taiqing County, he is not accustomed to the water and soil, and he vomits and pulls when he comes, and He Yiting has no choice but to let people send him back.

Later, Shi Shu ate all the fried by He Yiting himself.

Shi Shu turned off the treadmill and followed He Yiting in.

The first time she entered He Yiting's kitchen, her eyes swept around the kitchen, which was surprising to her and was very complete.

Seeing He Yiting washing vegetables, Shi Shu only stayed in the kitchen for a while, then turned around and left.

He Yiting sighed softly, thinking that she would help.

He hadn't eaten her for a long time, and this girl's cooking was really good, and he was hooked on it the first time he ate it.

Shi Shu cooks depending on her mood, plus she has been busy training recently and has no time to cook, He Yiting has not eaten her cooking for a long time, and the stomach in her stomach is a little worried.

Waiting for He Yiting to go out with the fried food, but he didn't see Shi Shu's figure, he looked around, and his eyes fell on the bathroom door where the sound came from and was stunned.