I've become the male protagonist's plug-in

Chapter 466 This President Is A Little Bad 12
Marshmallow let out a soft voice: "Would you like Marshmallow to give them some color?"

Azhao shook his head and blinked mysteriously: "No need, have you forgotten what kind of physique I am in this world?"

She is a little lucky star.

If you speak ill of her, don't blame others for your bad luck.

Heng Shuai took Ah Zhao to a desk next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Look here, if there is anything dissatisfied, just mention it to me." Heng Shuai said.

A Zhao looked around, and found that the office was very spacious, and Heng Shuai's desk was on the side next to the wall, which was a little far away from his own.

On my own side, the sight is wider, and I can look at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window if I have nothing to do.

"I'm fine." A Zhao shook his head.

At first glance, this room was specially designed by a designer. The overall structure is simple and stylish. Although the decoration is relatively simple, it is very textured and of good taste.

Heng Shuai took a look at A Zhao. In fact, he really wanted to talk to A Zhao again, but he didn't know what to talk about.

So he could only say dryly: "Then you can turn on the computer and play. If you want to eat something, you can order takeaway. I'm going to work."

He was about to turn around.

"Wait a minute." The girl next to her suddenly said.

Heng Shuai was taken aback for a moment, and in the next moment, his soft body with a faint fragrance of grass and trees came up to him and gave him a hug.

Heng Shuai froze.

His face was still tense, but his ears hidden under his hair turned red quietly.

It's a pity that Ah Zhao didn't see it.

"Ah, Ah Zhao?" Heng Shuai called Ah Zhao hesitantly.

Ah Zhao backed away.

She looked at Heng Shuai with a condensed (nervous) face, and he did not ignore the other party's restrained and tense tone just now.

He was obviously not used to this kind of closeness.

Ah Zhao sighed inwardly, but blinked playfully on his face: "I'll give you some good luck."

Heng Shuai's face became more tense, even his brows seemed to be wrinkled.

But he still nodded: "Thank you, Ah Zhao."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards his desk without hesitation.

A Zhao glanced at his straight back, and puffed up in frustration.

Do you actually reject your closeness so much?

She sat down, frowning, thinking about how to get close to the male lead.

"Bang!" The sound of tables and chairs colliding startled her.

Ah Zhao looked over and saw Heng Shuai helping the chair up.

"What's wrong with you?" Azhao asked in surprise.

Could it be that unlucky physique played a role?

But it shouldn't be, since I am here, I should be able to offset the influence of that fate.

Heng Shuai said lightly: "I didn't pay attention, it's okay."

Azhao saw that his expression didn't change, so he didn't pay much attention, and continued to think about his own affairs with his chin resting on his hands.

So she didn't notice, Heng Shuai was relieved when he saw that she turned her head away from looking at him, and even his back softened by two points.

There was a dull pain where the knee just hit the chair. You didn't need to look to know that it must be blue.

This time it has nothing to do with that unlucky fate, Heng Shuai knows.

He was hugged by Ah Zhao just now, and he seemed to be dumbfounded. He was happy and at a loss. He didn't pay attention to his feet, so he knocked on the chair.

At this moment, looking at the open files in the computer, Heng Shuai looked calm, but his thoughts had already flown into the sky.

I don't know, this good luck, will Ah Zhao give himself a little bit every day?

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4 more, see you later~
(End of this chapter)