Asa Zike walked to the locker room with his sore body in a bathrobe, and had to say: This office has a few more partitions, and this is the luxury version of the bungalow.

The woman put on the clothes placed on the sofa and looked in the mirror by the way: this royal blue bodycon dress seems to be tailor-made, and she wears it in just the right size, and the white lotus arms are covered with small strawberries left by the man when he is ****, but fortunately, the coat can cover these small things.

Asa Zike looked at himself in the mirror, and never realized that he could look so good in clothes.

I glanced at the mirror again, and suddenly I felt that the whole person was not very good!

What should I do if I have a big strawberry around my neck?!

Asa Zike took a towel and tried to wipe the strawberries fiercely, and after a while, he was stupidly laughed at by his own IQ: how could the strawberries be wiped off?!

The woman was in a hurry to walk around the locker room, and suddenly a white box met Asa Zike's eyes.

When I opened the box, it turned out to be medical supplies!

God help me! Asakko Ke was secretly happy, and hurriedly picked up a band-aid and pointed it at the big strawberry that was an eyesore.

After packing up her outfits, Asa Zike left the locker room, but was surprised to find that the man was sitting in a leather chair looking at her.

"What's on your neck?" Mozu Beitan opened lightly.

"Band-Aid."

"Hurt?"

"......." Asa Zike didn't know how to answer, and looked at the pretending Heng in the office of the president of Nuoda with his eyes looking around.

"Tear it off."

"Not so good." Asa Zike lowered his head and clasped his fingers and whispered.

"Come here."

"What for?" The woman looked up at the man in front of her alertly.

"I'll tear it for you." Mozu Beitan said coldly.

"No, no." Asa Zike slowly tore off the band-aid, and the oversized strawberry on his neck was gradually revealed.

"Tell me, why do you put a band-aid?" The man squinted at the woman.

"I'm not good if I don't cover it up so that others can see it."

"Are you worried about other people's gossip?"

"I brought such a big strawberry to work, and the employees of the company saw how bad it was, and they were afraid of destroying the impact of the company." Asa Zike said with a haha.

"That's a good point."

"yes, yes."

Asakko Ke was about to reapply the band-aid, but his hands were stuck in the air by the man's next words.

"However, doesn't letting others see this strawberry to show that the communication between the company's boss and subordinates is very close?" Mozu Beitan said with a playful smile.

Exchange intimacy, is this how it communicates?! Is it so close?!

Asa Zike said helplessly: "It's good if you're happy." ”

Mozu Beitan was just about to speak, when the phone rang again inappropriately, and the man said unhappily: "Is the phone calling too often, huh?" ”

"Boss, if you don't come again, my company will be closed." Meng Xuan yawned.

"Mengxuan, why didn't I find out that you said so much?"

"Haha, look at what you said, I don't value family matters." Meng Xuan quipped as he looked at the computer screen.

"Really?" Mozu Beitan glanced at the red light in the corner, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Meng Xuan suddenly felt his heart thump: It's over, the camera was discovered by the boss.

Mozu Beitan hung up the phone, got up and put on a suit jacket and walked to the front of Qian Zike and said ambiguously: "Band-aid, you can continue to post it, but, friendly reminder, you'd better prepare a box of that thing." ”

After speaking, the man left the office on his slender legs.

Asako Ke looked at the band-aid in his hand blankly: one is enough, why do you need to prepare a box?