Wei Feng's whole person was messy, looking at the three bright words on the white paper, his mouth opened wide and didn't close it for a long time. The president of their family is actually writing a review! So focused and serious, boss, are you really still my boss?

The corners of Han Luoli's eyebrows raised, and his slightly narrowed deep eyes were dyed with displeasure: "What, you also want to write?" "What the hell is the expression, so ignorant.

"Boss...... "Look, look, it must be because Miss Gu is angry that she is so unhappy."

The pen in the man's hand paused on the paper, and after writing a line, he shook his head dissatisfied, rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, and threw the white paper into the trash with the other.

Damn, how the hell is a review written?

Wei Feng looked at his boss's handsome face with a trembling face, and after a while, he heard the deep male voice with a cold and unquestionable voice: "A five-thousand-word review book, handwritten, give it to me in the afternoon." ”

Although he can't write, let's learn from the head office.

...... "Why am I always the one who gets hurt?"

Wei Feng withdrew from the office with a sad face, and listened to the president behind him suddenly speak: "Do you know who Lubao is?" ”

Uh, when did the boss become interested in celebrities......

"Lu Bao is a popular idol in the entertainment industry, and he is all-round in film and television songs. He was handsome and bright-looking, gentle and friendly, and was loved by children as young as three years old and as old as eighty years old. ”

Han Luoli's forehead was convex, which means that her Er'er also likes this deer treasure? His face turned dark again, and he said in a gloomy voice: "Confirm his itinerary and help me make an appointment." ”

Wei Fengmu nodded stunnedly, and retreated from the president's office again.

When Gu Xiaoer got home, she remembered that she had forgotten Ai Le on the street, and called to coax people to talk about it. In my heart, it's all the fault of men!

But I don't know, in fact, the most critical point is herself. In the past, when I was chased by Su Jiaxuan at school, I didn't know how many people were envious and jealous, and Yang Xue was not one of them. Now, there is a superb man like Han Luoli who protects the pain, which makes people itch with jealousy.

But only this little fool, who doesn't know it, complains that men are a scourge.

Downstairs in Yaxi Garden, there was a woman standing. A loose and wide suit, casually covered. The messy head is untended and looks a little knotted.

She looked upstairs at a certain window, her face pale as paper, dry and dull. The fingers under the loose clothes were clenched tightly, the green muscles were exposed, and after looking at it for ten minutes, the pair of dry and godless eyes burst out with two vicious lights, and the dry lips squeezed out the words: "Gu Xiaoer, you go to die!" ”

……

The night was deep.

Gu Xiaoer slept in a daze and was a little uncomfortable, she couldn't breathe, and the strange smell penetrated into her nostrils, making her turn over unsteadily, and even covered her head with a quilt.

But even so, the situation did not improve, but became more and more suffocating, and even the brain was suspended for a moment, which was a sign of hypoxia......

In the silent and boundless empty villa, Han Luoli frowned and continued to write a review. Xiao Er said, when will he submit the review, and when will he be able to see her. The beauty can't be held in her arms on the side, so she can only write hard in front of the review book and strive for early liberation.

The man stroked a pen on the last word, pursed his lips in satisfaction, and when he was sure that it was a flawless "review book", he elegantly closed the cap of the pen and put them in the file bag.

Getting up and walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, the sky outside turned white, and the handsome lines outlined a touch of softness, and the man turned and strode towards the garage.