Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Miss Mu used to play happily, but her oil painting skills were too poor. Before she was happy, she almost burned her clothes. When she was nervous, she didn't grasp it well. She squeezed out a tube of clean oil and squeezed it into the charcoal pile.

Fortunately, ah Zhe's reaction was quick enough and he reached out in time. Although the flame ran high, it didn't burn her, and even a hair didn't burn.

They were so scared that they all hid behind.

Ah Zhewen gave a gentle smile and quickly invited the young lady to the side to watch the battle. He quickly picked up her sleeve to take over her work. He tried to rescue those sausages that were not too burnt, and at the same time, he talked to her without changing his face, "how about it? Is it burnt? Do you want to go back and take some medicine?"

Mu xiaorou's heart is obviously wider than the sky. Her first reaction is to quickly touch her flowery face to make sure that her newly planted eyelashes have not been burned. After that, her heart calms down and returns to him with confidence, "it's OK! No, come on, let me go! "

Ah zhe didn't dare to ask her to do it again. He quickly coaxed her to sit and watch.

"The sausage is burnt too," said the front desk girl biting her chopsticks. "Is there anything else to eat today?"

The one who looked a little older by her side quickly covered her mouth. Originally, she knew that she had no eyes, but she didn't know that she had no eyes to this point.

Don't you see the young lady flirting with the assistant president? I haven't had enough dog food. I just want to eat!

It turns out that the first lady's boyfriend also has only one pretty face, and her cooking skill is only a little better than that of the first lady - almost equal to zero.

More than ten minutes later, a group of elites in the industry sat in front of the table and looked at each other. Facing several plates of charred unknown objects, they silently nibbled at the dry food they brought.

The little girl at the front desk didn't react. Her face was very ugly. She put two pieces of soda biscuits in her mouth, and her expression was as red as a crane.

Tang Xiao glanced at the bag of dry biscuits in the palm of her hand, some could not bear to put it in the past, and gave her a small cake in her hand, "eat this."

"Thank you, sister Tang Xiaojie!" The little girl at the front desk gave a very grateful reply to the employee who had only nodded his acquaintance. Then she pinched the cake impolitely and was about to put it in her mouth, but suddenly she felt a little chilly at the back of her neck.

Looking around, president Mu was staring at her. He gently whipped the disposable paper coffee cup on the table and squeezed out a cavity of dark brown water.

The little girl at the front desk quickly put down the very precious cake, and later she thought of something that happened a few days ago. She pieced together a surprising and incredible truth.

She tentatively returned the small cake to Tang Xiao, holding back a mouthful of water, "thank you, sister Tang Xiao... I'm ok, I've had enough. You can keep this for yourself."

"Full?" Tang Xiao looked suspiciously at the biscuit bag in her arms.

The front desk girl gave an absent-minded reply and peeked at the president's face from the corner of her eyes. Sure enough, she saw that his eyes had calmed down, and she sat down the speculation in her heart.

The younger sister was in a cold sweat again. She thought that she said "that's her boyfriend" in front of the president that day. I wish I could find a strong granite and knock her head on it now.

She nodded indignantly. "Really, really full."

Tang Xiao saw that her face was a little strange. When she was about to ask a few more questions, Mu Yun's deep and warm voice came to her ears, "designer Tang."

Tang Xiao, "..."

It took her a few seconds to get used to the title, then she turned her head with a twitch in the corner of her mouth and gave a hard reply, "Mr. mu, you call me?"

Although her mouth was respectful and alienated, her eyes clearly showed some other emotions.

Mu Yun deeply looked at the nose, nose and heart, quietly avoided her eyes, calmly and gently pointed to the bag in Tang Xiao's hand, "can I have a piece of that cake?"

Tang Xiao's mouth twitched for a moment