act wildly

Chapter 270

This is still in the company. Although pulling up your sleeves is not an outrageous behavior, if outsiders see it, it will look too intimate anyway.

So Bai Pu relaxed the next moment.

Lu Zhaohe, on the other hand, looked down at the folds of his sleeves, which were the marks of her fingers.

He didn't leave, raised his eyebrows and said quietly, "What?"

Bai Pu thought he was pretending to be stupid, so he pursed his lips and asked angrily, "Why did you agree just now?"

Her eyes were slightly opened, and there was an easily identifiable cautiousness in her clear eyes, like a cautious little animal, and her voice was kept low, for fear of being heard by others.

This look pleased Lu Zhaohe somehow. The arrogance on his body was a bit lighter, and his temperament was still noble, but his tone was a little more relaxed, and he said slowly, "You also heard that they have done well. I As a boss, you should be encouraged.”

When Bai Pu heard this, he wanted to take action.

This is simply evading the important and taking the easy. What she asked was not why she agreed to the dinner party, but why she agreed to go to the house!

But before she could speak again, Lu Zhaohe suddenly raised his hand and pinched her face.

"Okay," he said, "You can leave early after get off work and wait for me in the garage."

After Lu Zhaohe finished speaking, he let go and left.

Bai Pu touched his cheek, the feeling there was strange.

She and Lu Zhaohe had done something more intimate, but it was something as trivial as touching their heads and pinching their faces, which made her unable to recover for a long time.

After a few minutes, she realized that because of Lu Zhaohe's little action, she had been thinking about it for half a day, and her dislike for herself had risen to a new level.

Can you take a break?
It seemed that he also knew what was right. He asked her to leave work early so that she could go back and tidy up so as not to leave any traces.

This was obviously very appropriate, but for some reason, Bai Pu felt even more depressed.

She pursed her lips and finally opened Xia Yan's circle of friends.Turn on the self-abuse mode!
In the office, Lu Zhaohe read a few documents. When he took the pen, he looked down at his hand.

He just pinched her, and the feeling was better than he expected. The young lady who grew up in a pampered family of the Bai family, her skin was as delicate as a peeled egg.

Her temperament is actually not that squeamish, but she is still arrogant.

He is easily annoyed, but his anger disappears quickly, and he is easily impulsive in doing things. It can be seen from the first time she approached him that he is quite courageous.

Lu Zhaohe rubbed it with his fingers, and the light in his eyes had some unclear meaning.

He thought about being called out by Huo Jinchuan yesterday. He went to the airport and found out that the two men that night had actually ran away and went abroad without anyone stopping him.

After spending a whole night, people confirmed his whereabouts. Now I know where I went after getting off the plane, but I don't know if I can catch him back.

This further proves that the two people did it intentionally that night.

Who wants to do this to Bai Pu?

What would be the consequences if they didn't arrive?
Lu Zhaohe's expression turned cold, and when he saw Bai Pu's blurry figure outside the blinds, his expression didn't get much better.

Not long after, it was almost time to get off work, and Bai Pu clocked in an hour early.

She is the assistant to the president, so she must be allowed by the president to be so aboveboard, so no one cares.

Now my thoughts are all on the dinner party in the evening, and I have no time to think about anything else.

Bai Pu arrived at the garage smoothly.

When Lu Zhaohe came downstairs a few minutes later, she looked gloomy.

He said nothing and stretched out his hand towards her expressionlessly.

Bai Pu was a little confused. He didn't know what the mouth was for. He was fine in the afternoon. Why did he show his face to her this time?
(End of this chapter)