After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 221

Ye Wanwan took the mobile phone that Chaoyue handed over.

Fortunately, fingerprint unlocking was not set at the beginning, otherwise it would be troublesome now.

Thinking in her heart, she raised her eyes to look at Chaoyue and said, "I will assist you in completing the task, but you must make sure to treat my parents well during this time and not make them worry." '

Chaoyue raised her eyebrows: "It's natural."

Ye Wanwan paused for a moment, her expression serious: "And you can't use my appearance to mess around with relationships. '

After all, she is now a married woman.

Chaoyue snorted coldly: "Those people are also worthy?"

……

Ye Wanwan gave a few more instructions, and Chaoyue was very irritable, so angry that she wanted to beat someone up.

She frowned: "Why are you so long-winded?"

Ye Wanwan pursed her lips, stared at her and said, "One last question, how can I contact you." '

Now she is not familiar with the place, and has become a dumb girl who doesn't know anything, if this Chaoyue runs away, where will she cry?

Chaoyue looked impatient, but still took out a communicator from her pocket and handed it to Ye Wanwan.

"Don't lose it, I just borrowed it from you."

'it is good. '

Chaoyue didn't want to waste any more time here, so she chanted a spell silently, opened the door of time and space and disappeared from the room.

It can be said to come and go without a trace.

She was alone in the room again.

Ye Wanwan sat on the bed, then took out her phone and entered the screen password.

She clicked on QQ and looked at the chat page.

The most recent message was a good morning message to Mr. Lu this morning.

Ye Wanwan pursed her lips, typed and deleted the messages sent in the chat box, hesitating about what to say.

Now that she has become so ugly and dumb, will Ah Jue despise her?

How about not talking about it first, after helping this person named Chaoyue complete the task, restore the original state and explain to him...

Ye Wanwan was thinking in her heart when suddenly a special ringtone rang on her phone, which startled her.

[Special attention] Wanwan's exclusive Ah Jue: [What are Wanwan thinking about?so tangled? 】

Lu Qingjue was about to send a message to Ye Wanwan, but saw that it was always typing at the top of the chat page, but after typing for a long time, nothing was sent.

The corners of Lu Qingjue's mouth curled up, thinking she was so cute.

Ye Wanwan was so frightened that her heart beat fast, and after she calmed down, she clicked on the input box to type.

Ye Wanwan: [I didn't think about anything. 】

Lu Qingjue: [Really?Are you thinking of me? 】

Ye Wanwan: [All right, all right, I'm thinking of you. 】

Lu Qingjue: [Why do you feel that Wanwan is a little perfunctory? 】

Ye Wanwan panicked, and quickly typed: [No, it was Ah Jue's illusion. 】

Lu Qingjue smiled and said: [Since you think about it, when will you decide to come back that night? 】

After sending this message, he continued to send another sentence.

Lu Qingjue: [I miss you. 】

Ye Wanwan bit her lip. If it was before, she must have made a video call and then flirted with Mr. Lu.

But now...

Ye Wanwan touched her uneven face.

Let's not talk about it yet.

Forgive her for being cowardly, as long as a girl doesn't want to look ugly in front of her sweetheart.

Ye Wanwan typed with red eyes: [Ah Jue, I'm so tired today. 】

Really exhausting feeling.

Lu Qingjue was not angry at the young girl's desire to hide it: [What's wrong?are you sick? 】

Tears rolled down the corners of Ye Wanwan's eyes, and her fingertips trembled slightly: [No, I just went shopping with my mother today, and I was tired after walking too much. 】

Lu Qingjue replied quickly: 【Go to bed early that night. 】

Ye Wanwan burst into tears, and took a long time before replying: 【Well, good night. 】

Lu Qingjue lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling: [Good night, sweet dreams. 】

　Those who don't like this plot can skip it directly after I finish writing, and continue with campus life later, without affecting reading.

　　This is just my own imagination.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)