Chapter 11 Can you be more reserved!

low key?Can you keep a low profile?Seeing Ye Weiwei's listless expression, Xia Youyou took out the cup and drank several mouthfuls of iced milk tea before barely suppressing the outbreak, but immediately pulled Ye Weiwei's hand impatiently: "Say it, say it quickly , what does that man look like, and how does it feel to do that!"

Can I give her a piece of tofu?Meeting people who are not good, making friends carelessly, she really wanted to kill her on the spot.

Ye Weiwei withdrew his hand and rolled Xia Youyou's eyes unhappily, and complained: "My good friend was raped, shouldn't you comfort me first, and you're still in the mood to ask about that!"

Xia Youyou finally became a little normal: "Then what are you going to do now?"

What else can I do?Ye Weiwei took a sip of iced milk tea tragically, trying to squeeze tears from her eyes.

"The man Joey used is definitely not bad, why don't you snatch it back and be your husband?"

With a sound of "Puchi", Ye Weiwei's face was covered with black lines, and he spit out his mouthful of iced milk tea indecently, and all the ramen noodles in front of the two of them were spared.

This time it was Xia Youyou's turn to black line.

"Can't you be more reserved? No one has figured out his last name yet."

Chatting with abnormal people has only one ending: getting mad.

Ye Weiwei simply shut up, pulled the ramen noodles in front of him and sacrificed to the Wu Zang Temple.She has lost her body, so she can't really stop living. Her beautiful dream of being a war reporter is still waving ahead.

He repeatedly asked Xia Youyou to keep silent in front of his mother, and only then did he part with her.The usually deflated wallet suddenly swelled up like a nouveau riche, but she wanted to cry without tears.

She's not a particularly conservative woman, and she doesn't think it's such a big deal that it happened under forced circumstances. It's not surprising that there are a lot of classmates living together as early as in college, but she still shakes it when she sleeps. Money, what do you think of her!

After imagining N kinds of goodbye scenes, Ye Weiwei finally became firm: If there is still a chance to meet again, she will definitely throw the money in the man's face mercilessly, and roar very kindly: "This is the old lady who slept with me." Your money!"

Ye Weiwei, after displaying her unbeatable, unbeatable, rejuvenating spirit, finally regained the fearless spirit that a desperate Saburo should have.

However, it only lasted 3 minutes.

The mobile phone rang without knowing the current affairs, and the roar of the Montenegrin old demon continued in a huge decibel: "Ye Weiwei, you are absent from work, you don't want to do it, you don't want to do it, just go back and write a letter of resignation..."

Her forehead cramped, Ye Weiwei put the phone as far away as possible, her brows curled into a ball.Since noon yesterday, she has been entangled by that dead man, which made her escape from death. How could she think about going to work or absenteeism?
She tried to keep her voice calm, and smiled like a daughter-in-law: "Editor-in-chief, isn't there no way? It's a special situation."

"What special circumstances do we need to be absent from work? It's not that we found major news!"

The black mountain old demon was extremely unforgiving, Ye Weiwei turned his head quickly, and his thoughts precisely fell on the word "big news", and immediately said hehehe authentically: "Editor-in-chief, I guessed it right, I followed a Joey's Important news, I forgot to report it to you when I was busy."

"What news?" The tone of the Montenegrin old demon really dropped a few degrees.Seeing hope, Ye Weiwei rolled her big eyes faster: "I don't know yet, but I have been guarding her house for a day and a night, and I think there will be news soon."

"Okay, you don't need to come back to report these few days, but I'm ugly to say before, when the time is up, you can either come back with good news, or pack up and leave!"

The old black mountain demon's words linger, Ye Weiwei's pretty face has turned into a persimmon cake, she hasn't even seen what Joey looks like, where can she find important news?
Eleven days have passed in half a month, wouldn't the remaining four days kill her?

(End of this chapter)

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