The boss’s deskmate is super sweet

Chapter 35
Lu Chi: "?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled like a demon coming out of hell: "I let you choose?"

Zi Mao was confused and looked at him dumbfounded: "What...what do you mean?"

Didn't he just say that he would either apologize or get a ball thrown in his face by that girl?

Lu Chi turned his head, looking past Zi Mao's plump body, staring behind him for a moment, and waved gently.

"My deskmate, come here."

Zi Mao shrank his neck. He never expected that the person he teased and smashed the basketball with just now was actually Lu Chi's deskmate.

Lu Chi let go of the collar he had been holding, letting Zi Mao regain his freedom.

But Zi Mao was affected by inertia and took a few steps back.

His feet stepped uncontrollably onto the shoes of the person behind him.

"Hiss—" Qin Chuqing, who was stepped on again for no apparent reason, had a stern face and straightened lip lines.

Zi Mao looked back and said: "..."

What a coincidence...

But he really didn't mean it this time.

Qin Chuqing's expression was slightly cold, and the emotion on her face was very light. She only twitched the corners of her mouth slightly and stood quietly, waiting to hear what Lu Chi called her over.

Zi Mao's gaze moved to Lu Chi's face again. His eyes were ferocious, and his expression was the same cold, but with a slightly more careless attitude.

A strange thought came to mind, and Zi Mao actually felt that these two people were really well matched as tablemates.

The look is so similar.

"How do you want to solve this matter? Throw a ball at him, or let him apologize?" Lu Chi put his hands in his pockets and asked calmly.

Qin Chuqing tilted her head and thought for a while, pursed her lips and said, "Sorry, I won't care about it today, but this is the first and last time."

"Okay, I apologize and this matter is over." Zi Mao secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Fortunately, she did not choose to throw the ball in her face.

Qin Chuqing nodded and said in a soft voice: "Well, you can start."

Zi Mao took a deep breath. The words "I'm sorry" were stuck at the edge of his throat, but he felt it was a bit difficult to say it out.I can’t lose my dignity.

He couldn't hold back a word for a long time. Qin Chuqing frowned slightly and urged: "Hurry up and apologize."

Song Shizhang, who had been watching, smiled mischievously and said, "Hey, you're usually very fast everywhere, why are you so sloppy in your apology?"

Zi Mao's face turned blue and white with anger, and the hands hanging by his sides were tightly clenched into fists.

After lingering for a while, he lowered his head and muttered quickly: "...I'm sorry."

The sound was as thin as a gnat.

You can't hear it unless you listen carefully.

After spitting out the three words quickly, Zi Mao breathed a sigh of relief, and his shoulders that had been tense relaxed slightly.

Just when he thought the matter was over, a soft voice came into his ears.

"Speak louder, I didn't hear you."

Zi Mao looked at Qin Chuqing who spoke out in disbelief, with a faint but still sweet smile on her face.

How could she have a soft voice and a sweet smile, but then say such infuriating words? ?
Zi Mao gritted his teeth and wanted to cry but had no tears. He was wrong.

Nothing about being weak and cute, nothing about having any offensive power, has nothing to do with her.

It's all an illusion!

"Tell you to speak louder, are you deaf? Still can't understand?" Lu Chi became impatient, his eyes slightly raised, his gaze as cold as a knife, and the corners of his raised lips were filled with anger.

Under his expression as cold as a thousand-year-old ice cellar, Zi Mao had no choice but to speak louder and apologize again.

This time, the three words "I'm sorry" finally satisfied Mr. Lu.

The colorful brothers with purple hair also breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't bother to pick up the basketballs they brought, and were ready to return to their own territory of No. [-] Middle School.

"and many more--"

(End of this chapter)