Liucancan's two eyes stared at Hongchangting's back firmly, and Yisheng, who stared at the woman on the side and didn't let go, gradually sneered at the corners of his lips.

What's going on? This girl plans to write Hongchangting into the next novel as a model for the male protagonist? And then love with the heroine in it!

Hum! The woman's attention had to be diverted from staring at the other man.

"It's not a trivial matter to twist the neck, Miss Liu's keyboard is typing on the computer all day long, and the neck and spine need to be maintained a lot, and occupational diseases will not suffer when you get old after preventing them in advance." Yisheng felt that he was chatting about topics that would happen in the other party's life. But for Liu Cancan himself, he only understands that life is to write novels full-time, and then he earns a million, and then it is gone.

"There's really nothing wrong with my neck. I usually have been massaging my shoulders and neck or something, thank you for your concern. "How can I think that I am old and do not endure hardship. But it feels good to chat like this, and Lu Cancan retracted his gaze staring ahead, and couldn't help but bow his head and purse his lips and chuckle.

"Do you press it yourself or find someone to massage it regularly?" Yisheng felt that Liucancan was not as restrained as before, and answered with a smile.

"Press it yourself, it just so happened that there was a novel in the past to find material for massage movements, so I searched for videos on the Internet and practiced my hands on myself by the way. A few very simple movements, rubbing the shoulders, neck, and waist according to the video. "I've learned a lot of new things by writing novels, and she's not the kind of coder who is particularly imaginative.

"That's good." Yisheng is very satisfied with this answer.

If you don't have money, you can press it yourself, where is it good? Liucancan couldn't understand what Cheng Xu was laughing at suddenly.

A group of people arrived to wait for the elevator.

Xiao Xiaoxiao, who was standing at the front, pricked up his ears and only heard a man and a woman at the back. She was still looking for an opportunity to talk to the secretary behind her.

The elevator doors open.

Zhou Zhongli, who thought about the steps clearly, secretly pulled the ignorant Xiao Xiaoxiao. The guest didn't go in, why did Xiao Xiaoxiao rush into the elevator, and the right side was not the location of the elevator button.

Feeling the pull of his clothes, Xiao Xiaoxiao silently stepped back.

The empty elevator, Hong Changting turned sideways and let the two behind him walk in, and he followed.

Zhou Zhongli, who finally got on the elevator, stood on the floor button, lowered his eyes and stretched out his fingers, and pressed the button to light up the hall on the first floor.

"Ding-" The elevator door in the lobby on the first floor opened.

Liucancan moved outward, and her wrist was suddenly held by Cheng Xu on her side, and she looked up at the other party in confusion.

Yisheng lowered his eyes and raised his chin slightly to the secretary who was not moving in front of him, signaling that the boss of Liucancan had moved, and the two of them were suitable to move.

Oh, she retracted her foot and nodded understandingly.

"Editor Xiao, you accompany the guests in the bus to the restaurant to eat, I'll be in charge here, you go down first." At this moment, Zhou Zhongli pressed the number of the negative layer on the control wheel. But she didn't hear footsteps, she turned her head to look at Xiao Xiaoxiao, who didn't know that she should go out.

“..... Oh, okay. Xiao Xiaoxiao was stunned and reacted, stepped out of the elevator, and waited for the elevator door to close with a smile.

The two metal doors closed silently, and Xiao Xiaoxiao, who was driven out, stared at the crack in the door, and the shame made her clench her teeth, and her clenched fists longed to insert her fingertips into the flesh.

Zhou Zhongli! You slut!

When you are upstairs, you can directly explain that you don't want to go together, and you will get oily. I also pressed the first floor to get out of the house, and then took the vice president's secretary to the underground garage.

Zhou Zhongli, a sanctimonious bitch, seems to want to hold the thigh of the group's deputy general secretary alone and stick it up, right?