Grumpy boss, he's come to behave again

Chapter 95 Can You Shut Up?

Stingy Tang didn't speak.

Justin touched it, clicked his tongue, and took out a cigarette. Amidst the smoke, he squinted slightly and couldn't see his expression clearly, but there was an unexplained teasing in his voice.

"Oh, an ordinary girl?"

"I can't tell from the way it looks, but it should be here. It looks like a treasure. I haven't seen it before."

Stingy Tang sighed.

Unexpectedly, this was the answer. Justin paused and asked back in a funny tone:
"As for that? Because of this disturbing dream in the middle of the night? It's just the restless hormones at this age. When will Yan miss things for love?"

The corner of Stingtang's mouth twitched, and hormonal agitation, does Yan Yu have this thing?It would be considered a good thing if he doesn't bulge his popularity veins.

"No, his hand was split. Mad, you don't know the miserable look I just went to pick up, as if he was about to die. It was because he took the little girl to play on the roller coaster and something happened. He suddenly died. I opened the seat with my hands, I was afraid that if he stayed in this school for a few days, he would get stuck without finishing his work."

"No, don't worry about it."

Justin squinted his eyes, looked at the sparkling swimming pool with hazy blue eyes, and spoke in a casual tone.

Even Chinese proverbs speak very smoothly.

In his memory, even if they only got along for a short period of time, he would not believe that it was Yan who did such stupid things. Even if he did it in a moment of stupidity, he would not lose the big for the small.

Stingy Tang originally thought that he could find someone to talk to and come up with some ideas, so that he would not die in front of Yan Yu alone.

Now that I think about it, the opponent is not on the same front as me at all.

He was so fed up that he came in such a hurry and his little fairy cat was still at home, and he didn't know if he was hungry at the moment.

After Yan Yu was like that, he didn't have the guts to go in and chat now.

Anyone who thinks that by being able to speak can understand his heart is another fool.

Impressed.

With a "pop" sound, he hung up the phone and refused to listen.

——After lying in bed for almost half an hour, Ji Enen was discharged from the hospital.

Before leaving the hospital, she went to the nurse's desk and asked Xiao Han to help check the cost of hospitalization.

After leaving the hospital, she didn't go home and took the bus directly to school.

There were not many people on the bus during this time period, so we wouldn’t be crowded, but we met an unexpected person.

Dusha was wearing a white dress, her hair was permed into delicate curls, and she was wearing light makeup. She was touching her lipstick and touching up her makeup when she suddenly saw Ji Enen who had just walked in and was about to sit down.

Ji Enen was still wearing the same casual sportswear as before. The beige clothes were a little too wide. You could still see the girl's slender figure. Her fair wrists showed a hint of frailty. Her face was a little pale, but her lips were rosy. It adds a touch of pale beauty.

Ji Enen obviously saw her too, but he looked away lightly and said nothing.

Dusha glanced at her skirt for no reason, and her face darkened.

She originally sat in the back, but now she sat directly next to Ji Enen.

"You are really scheming. Did Mr. Pei invite you to his birthday today? Are you wearing such a suit and pretending to be weak?"

Her voice was neither high nor low, and even the eye makeup couldn't resist the looming jealousy in her eyes.

Ji Enen "..."

She turned her head slightly, raising her delicate chin slightly.

"Shouldn't you pretend you haven't seen me at this time?"

Her soft voice was faint, without any hint of intimidation, and the sincerity in it seemed to be true doubt.

Dusha was stunned for a moment, not knowing why she didn't follow the routine: "What do you mean?"

Ji Enen blinked. She was actually a little tired. There was a tired and sickly beauty between her eyebrows, which was delicate and clear.

"You hate me to begin with, so don't bother with me. You can't say anything nice to me, and I still have to find a way to answer you. I'm really tired. For the sake of our two mental health, can you shut up? Mouth?"

(End of this chapter)