"I'm sorry. "I don't know what kind www.biquge.info of mentality I said this from, and I think I may also desire to be the man in her mouth."

"It's okay, alright! I can only send it here, can you draw me another picture? I'm afraid I'll really forget about it this time. Zhang Xiluo is still smiling, with lovely dimples, bright eyes, and soft brows.

I just looked at her, and at that moment I thought that time would stand still forever. "But I didn't bring any drawing tools or paper."

"Then draw it on the ground, anyway, even if you bring it, I can't take it."

I squatted on the ground and drew slowly, but I didn't look at Zhang Xiluo anymore, and Zhang Xiluo put his hands behind his back, bent over, his face almost touched my shoulder, I thought that the fiery red dress would seem to be more agile now, but why was the clothes on my shoulders a little wet, I didn't dare to look up at that face, I was afraid that it would be the scene I didn't want to see.

"It's a good drawing, but it's a pity I can't pay you this time." Zhang Xiluo laughed.

When I finally dared to raise my head, she had long since disappeared from my sight.

I think I fell in love with this girl, the girl who put on the robe.

"Eighth child, the boss is looking for you, it seems that it is the girl's business today." Wang Ge looked at me who was lost and depressed, and said helplessly.

"No need to knock on the door, come in." The boss's voice came through the door with the sound of an abacus.

"Boss, you're looking for me." I tried to make myself smile very attentively, after all, I just came here, and I can't quite eat the character of the boss, everything is still better than being looked down upon.

"Well, sit down, how long have you been here?" The boss's abacus is still crackling, but he never knows what he is calculating, and he has never seen him take the initiative to ask for something.

"It's been two years." I smiled as hard as I could, and even I could feel it stiffening and stiffening.

"Then you should know a few of our iron rules."

"Yes."

"Recite it."

"You can't have feelings with guests, don't be an observer of acquaintances, and don't participate in the stories of guests."

"Alright, there you go." The boss looked up and looked at me, and the eyes that didn't have eyes looked at me a little cold, and I just said yes and ran away from the boss's office full of books.

"What did the boss tell you?" The third child saw me walk into the office in a panic and asked.

"It's nothing, so I asked us a few iron rules here, and let me memorize them." I poured a glass of cold water on the table and replied.

"Oh, it can't be because of your old friend, right? It's the girl today. The third child touched the mustache on his chin and gossiped and speculated.

"No, but it's possible, otherwise how could you have called me over so coincidentally."

"If it's true, then you have to be careful, the boss is the most taboo for others to break the rules."

"You mean, the boss is going to do something to me?"

"That's not going to happen, I'm just telling you, some things, some people just think about it, don't do anything out of the ordinary." The third child instructed, but seemed to remember something again, and sighed: "But this feeling, it's like a cup of hot tea, no matter how good the color is, you have to taste it to know the taste, but many people don't know that this tea is more important than the taste. Do you know? “