Here comes your man!

"You take the chair." After handing everything over to lodson, Yan beast left the conference room with a black face.

Back in the office, Yan beast picked up the phone on the desk and prepared to dial the internal line of the Ministry of justice. He asked the lawyer team to find out the keyboard men one by one and told them to enter the detention center.

Before I could dial, the phone rang first.

Thinking it was Tang Xin's reply, Yan beast quickly grabbed the mobile phone.

Not Tang Xin, but Jiang Yingbo.

Yan beast frowned in resistance and remained silent for a few seconds. He still pressed the button.

As soon as the phone was connected, before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yingbo's voice of panic was killed from the other end of the line --

"Er, er, son, has the official blog of your company been stolen? How to send out that kind of disharmonious content? "

Official blog?

What is the relationship between the lodson private account he clearly uses and the official blog?

Yan beast looked down and saw the latest micro blog behind the big blue V with the account name of "Junlin group". It was amazing that -

[after doing this, he was ignored. Is the blogger regarded as a backup? 】

his black eyes flashed, and Yan beast replied without expression, "well, the number has been stolen. I'll let someone deal with it immediately."

Hang up the phone, Yan animal immediately dial the internal line of the Ministry of justice.

Five minutes later, the microblog was deleted, and Junlin group issued a statement that it had been stolen, expressing its deep sense of bitterness towards those who had stolen the number. At the same time, it said that it had filed all the contents of the microblog, and would file a lawsuit against the netizens who uttered nonsense in the official blog of Junlin group

Junlin group, which caused a heated discussion on the Internet and instantly became a hot search group, was robbed of the number and ended the curtain.

It takes ten minutes

The matter of micro blog has been solved, but Yan beast's upset mood has not been relieved.

He stared at the wechat dialog box for nearly half an hour, but he didn't think of it. Why didn't Tang Xin reply.

One of the comments on microblog appeared in my mind --

[blogger, you are not sleeping with a girl you love secretly. You are too excited to make a mistake and hurt someone else, ha ha ha 】

Yan beast remembered that last night, Tang Xin did cry out pain.

So, did you really hurt yourself?

The cold hearted man stared at the mobile phone screen for a few seconds, picked up his coat on the chair, went to the nearest drugstore to buy medicine, and went straight to Dihao group.

He stopped his car and was ready to send things in. When he saw that he was squatting at the door of Dihao group and was ready to take photos at any time, he immediately gave up his idea.

The car drove to the intersection where there were few people nearby, and called the express company.

**********Tang Yuan's works: Yan beast vs Tang Xin.

"Miss Tang! wait! Huhu - Miss Tang... " The little girl at the front desk ran out of breath and finally stopped people before she entered the experiment.

"Something?" Tang Xin was stunned and asked and closed his clothes unconsciously.

In fact, when she went out, she specially wore a sweater with a high collar to cover up the traces left by Yan beast. She could not be seen. However, she was inexplicably upset and always felt that she would be seen out. This is probably a guilty conscience.

Tang Xin thought, and uneasy to close his hair.

The little sister at the front desk didn't notice her action. She held the wall and was out of breath Express There is an express for Miss Tang The other party insists that you sign for it Otherwise, I will not leave... "

Tang Xin frowned.

She's never heard of the fact that a courier can't leave without signing for it in person.

Afraid that it is a good news reporter mixed in to inquire about the news, Tang Xin did not hesitate, and the front desk sister together downstairs.

It's not a reporter. It's an employee of the express company.

After confirming the identity, the other party handed her a small box and left.

Tang Xin is a small ointment.

She was stupefied. She didn't understand how someone would send her ointment.

"Miss Tang, is this a birthday present from Mr. Lu?" The little girl at the front desk came to ask.

After Dong Xiaoxiao was expelled, Lu Haoting never brought a woman to the company. During this period of time, Lu Haoting reported to the company on time every day when there was a problem with the driverless project. She turned around Tang Xin and looked after the cold and warmth. The little girl at the front desk naturally thought that Lu Haoting's prodigal son had turned back and planned to be good with Tang Xin.

Birthday gift

Tang Xinzheng Zheng Zheng, this just remembered that Lu Haoting from zero to now, there is no news.

He must have forgotten.

"No, the sender didn't leave any information." Tang Xin smile, put the ointment into the pocket, fingertips touch slightly cold, just remember that he took the mobile phone today.

Hesitated for two seconds, or took out the mobile phone.Wechat prompts a message.

"Maybe Lu always wants to surprise Miss Tang?" The little girl at the front desk came up and said, "look, it must be the wechat sent by Mr. Lu!"

Tang heart shallow hook lower lip did not answer.

Intuition told her that it was not Lu Haoting who sent the message, but Yan beast.

In the mind flashed several fragmentary hot pictures, Tang Xin ironed his face, avoided the front desk younger sister, took the mobile phone to the other side.

After unlocking the screen lock, Lu Haoting's head is really quiet, without any movement.

Long expected the result, Tang Xin didn't have too many mood swings. He coagulated his eyes and opened Yan beast's head frame.

Did you get it? Take it to XX road. 】

XX road

The house left by her parents and given to Chen Le'an by Lu Haoting is near there

Staring at the words on the mobile phone screen, Tang Xin's chest is heavy, can't say what mood it is.

After a long time, just a long breath, while editing the message, while entering the elevator, ready to return to the laboratory.

She didn't want to go. She was afraid to see the things left by her parents changed into other people's, and she felt sad.

However, when editing the good news and preparing to click to send it, I remembered that Yan beast had threatened to hit the door last night. After all, he deleted the original content and sent a word "good" in the past.

**********Tang Yuan's works: Yan beast vs Tang Xin.

She looked around to make sure she didn't know anyone, and then she quickly walked over.

As soon as he got close, the door opened. Tang Xin saw the tall body of Yan beast leaning towards the co pilot. "What's the matter?"

"Come first." The beast was as like as two peas in the ear.

Tang Xin couldn't help but blush. He quickly got into the car and closed the door.

"Why don't you get back to me?" Yan beast didn't sit up straight because of Tang Xin's getting on the bus. His hand was directly put on the vice chair and kept leaning.

He was very close, close to Tang Xin can clearly feel his burning breath, blowing in the ear, a layer of small particles on the skin.

She tensed her body, and her voice was intermittent, "cell phone I didn't take it with me... "

"You don't have a cell phone, but you can see my messages?" Strict beast mercilessly exposed her lies.

Lie was exposed, Tang Xin directly from the root of the ear to the toe, shamelessly want to pick a seam to drill in.

When she was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do, Yan beast opened her mouth again, "is it better? Does it still hurt? "

"Already, already good Much better... " I didn't expect that he didn't ask enough in wechat. Unexpectedly, he even came to ask him face to face. Tang Xin blushed and felt that he was about to burn up.

He was in a state of confusion. He didn't know how to resolve the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere. Suddenly, Yan beast got up and covered it, and his long body was hanging on the top.

Tang Xin was startled and even stopped breathing. He looked at the man who occupied all the space, "you What are you doing? "

Yan beast didn't answer. He took her in his arms with his long arms and turned around to let her sit on his legs. At the same time, he lowered the seat to make the space bigger.

Tang Xin was lying on his chest and did not dare to move. He was afraid that if he did not pay attention, he would stir up the fire of the strict beast.

She did not forget how easily excited the man was. He was very cold and serious, and showed no interest in it at all

"What about the ointment you brought? With you? " Yan Beast asked and looked at what she was wearing today.

High collar sweater, long skirt, thick pantyhose, the whole person is wrapped up tightly, also wearing a scarf

Thinking of the reason why she held the ceremony more than once, Yan beast couldn't help but hook his lips. He was in a good mood and said, "package like this, afraid to be found out?"

Tang Xin glared at him, did not answer, took out the ointment from his pocket and handed it to him. Then he said, "what do you want to send this to me by express delivery?"

Yan beast picked the next eyebrow, half smile, "did not carefully see the efficacy of ointment?"

Tang Xin didn't understand what he meant when he suddenly laughed so vaguely. He turned over the ointment suspiciously.

Boom!

Seeing the words "private bruise" written after the main treatment, Tang Xin's cheek became a tomato, and he couldn't even speak clearly --

"you, you, you Do you want a face? "

As if the ointment in his hand was a terrible bacterium, Tang Xin lost it directly.