Why the boss wants to marry me

Chapter 180 Speak Well, Don't Drive

"Yue Xiaozuo, is your skin itchy again?" Huo Yao's voice sounded dangerous.

Yue Ge didn't care about him, and continued to babble with him: "I'm so tired, my aunt is exhausted."

Huo Yao: ...

Regarding this topic, Huo Yao didn't know what to say.I had to say: "You... drink some brown sugar water."

Yue Ge hummed: "You know about brown sugar water. Tell me, what else do you know?"

Huo Yao coughed dryly: "When you come back, I'll rub your stomach for you."

"Okay, but I haven't come yet, but I guess I will come when I get home."

Probably, it won't be here for ten months...

Huo Yao thought to himself.

"Xiao Yaoyao~ What are you doing?" Yue Ge turned over and lay down in a comfortable position.

"I'm not young."

Yue Ge laughed with a "puchi", "Speak well, don't drive."

Huo Yao said solemnly: "I'm talking about age, where did you think? I'm older than you." So can this girl not be so rude when talking to him in the future?
"Oh~ old Yaoyao~ what are you doing?"

"Pfft." Huo Yao was about to spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"Working." Huo Yao replied seriously.

"You are still working while chatting with me." Yue Ge said sourly.

"Why, chatting with you, I still need to bathe and burn incense, sitting upright like listening to Buddha, right?" Huo Yao said unhurriedly, with a touch of pampering in his voice.

"I only chatted with you after I took a bath and burned incense. Although I'm lying on the bed now, the only thing I do is miss you."

Yuege said aggrievedly.

Huo Yao's throat slid, who can resist this kind of teasing?

"When will you be back?" Huo Yao asked calmly.

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay, I'll pick you up."

"No, the company has a bus back to the imperial capital, you can ask Uncle Feng to pick me up from Zelu."

"it is good."

Yuege stretched like a kitten, feeling a little sleepy, "Forget it, I won't chat with you anymore, I can't make a boring fart with eight sticks."

Huo Yao: ...

"Can you type one for me?"

With a question mark face in black, Yuege hung up the phone without thinking.

Fragmentation. Fragmentation.

Tomorrow is the last day, she wants to clean the door.

"I don't know, what's going on with Mr. Lu's investigation?"

The next day, early in the morning, Yuege sent this message to Lu Zeyu.

Seeing Yuege's WeChat nickname displayed on the screen, Lu Zeyu was a little excited, but when he saw the content, his heart sank.

He remembered that he arranged for Lin Hao to investigate, and immediately sent Lin Hao a message: "How is the investigation of Yue Ge's case?"

Lin Hao has a lot of things to do every day, and he has long put this matter behind him. When he saw the boss asking about it, he felt a "thump" in his heart.

This is unscientific, why does Boss Lu still think about this kind of trivial matter?I had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply: "Still investigating."

Lu Zeyu frowned: "When will I get the result?"

"Next...next week?" Lin Hao replied with trembling fingers.

The point is, how can he investigate this crap?
She said yes, something wrong with the marker?Well, that's the pot of props.

In the afternoon, when we were about to leave the training camp, everyone received an email in which the prop master was punished on their mobile phones:

"Props master Yin purchased inferior marker pens without prior testing, which led to mistakes in physical training. The company decided to deduct 1000 yuan from wages."

"Props?" Yue Ge immediately got angry when he saw the email.

(End of this chapter)