Chapter 387: Why Forgive Easily
Gu Xiaoer frowned and glanced at the documents on the ground, and shifted his gaze to see the person who came. Blink your eyes and greet you with a grin like before. Suddenly, it seemed to think of something, and the little face instantly pulled down, feeling that something was wrong.
"Bai Xiaoyu!" In the next second, she directly yelled at his name.
Not counting the last time the new employees met in the conference room, this was the first time the two had spoken since Han Luoli's identity was revealed. Hmph, there are some grievances, she still remembers them in her heart!
Bai Xiaoyu was stunned, and the tails of her eyes were dyed with a touch of playfulness, looking forward to her next words.
There were employees who occasionally walked by, looking at Gu Xiaoer with strange eyes.
Gu Xiaoer touched the tip of his nose, stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, tried his best to lower his voice, and gritted his teeth: "You, you liar!" ”
The indifferent man moved his lips slightly, put one hand in his pocket, and pulled the girl around the elevator to the side staircase with the other.
Gu Xiaoer was stunned, and felt a coldness coming from his palm. Bai Xiaoyu's palm is different from Da Luoluo, his palm is thinner, and the calluses on his fingertips are not as big as Da Luoluo, which is dry, but it is also cold.
"Ah, hey!" She was so shocked that she called him: "What are you doing, Bai Xiaoyu!" I'm telling you, Da Luo Luo won't let you kill people! ”
Kill somebody to do away with a witness?
This girl really thinks in her head!
Liang Liang's palm was released, Bai Xiaoyu and Gu Xiaoer stood still in the high stairwell, and there was still an echo in the air.
Bai Xiaoyu stared at the girl's pouting mouth, and said in an indifferent voice, but he was apologetic: "You scold, I'll listen!" ”
Huh?
Gu Xiaoer looked up at him and felt strange, but after seeing that the other party had a very serious expression, he was embarrassed to stick out his tongue, and it seemed that there was no temper that could come out.
"Hey," she sighed, shaking her head, "I'm not used to you all of a sudden. I remember the first time I met you, and you were still training me! ”
"I'm sorry." Bai Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and remembered that when they met for the first time, he asked her to send it by name, just to warn her that she had no other thoughts.
It wasn't until later that it became clear that she didn't know Han Luoli's identity at all, and what surprised him even more was that this girl couldn't accept the identity of the president at all. These were too surprising to him. The heart that is calm and indifferent to the world seems to have ripples.
Hehe, it seems, the situation is very different now.
"Forget it, forget it, just forgive you!" Gu Xiaoer waved his hand indifferently, turned his head and was about to leave. She has forgiven Da Luoluo, what can she say to her good brother who succumbed to his obscenity!
Bai Xiaoyu reflexively stretched out his hand, his long fingers clamped the corner of her small blue shirt, and said, "You were sick that time, are you well?" ”
"It's all right" Gu Xiaoer tilted his little head and replied honestly, that kind of genetic disease, as long as it doesn't touch the taboo, there is not much of a problem. It's just that what makes her very weird now is Bai Xiaoyu, how do you feel that he has changed with a different person Yes, his attitude is strange.
"Gone!" Saying goodbye happily, Gu Xiaoer turned his head and walked out of the staircase corridor.
“”
Bai Xiaoyu looked at the back of the girl leaving in a chic manner, his eyes stayed for a long time, no one came to the empty corridor, and he didn't seem to be willing to move.
Hehe, why forgive so easily?
Being remembered by you and scolded by you seems to be in a better mood. I couldn't understand my unprovoked emotions, so I just felt depressed in my heart, shook my head and left.
When Gu Xiaoer returned to the office of the personnel department after sending the documents, Meng Qingping just put down the internal phone. The eyes of the working woman who raised her face with delicate makeup and looked at the girl with a long ponytail were surging and complex and changeable.