Zhan Beirong snorts. Mu Shuishan likes to talk nonsense to himself. Fortunately, he is used to it.

"Are you happy and excited to see me call you?" Zhan Beirong put down his pen, leaned lazily on his office chair and continued.

When hearing Zhan Beirong's words, Mu Shuishan clearly revealed many intentions. He really wanted to throw his mobile phone out of the window and slap himself in the face.

Isn't it good to eat alone? Why do you want to listen to Zhan Beirong's words so obediently, and really go to eat with him.

Now, it's time to face up to these messy things, as well as Zhan Beirong's various words against himself. This guy is just sad without saying it for a day.

Is it hard to be aware that he has become the first pleasure in Zhan Beirong's life?

Thinking, Mu Metasequoia can't help holding his chin, the brain began to wander thinking about something.

For a while, Zhan Beirong didn't hear Mu Shuishan's voice, but he sighed several times.

"Shanshan, are you in a daze again?" Zhan Beirong twisted his eyebrows and said helplessly.

Someone's voice rang again, which brought back Mu Shuishan's thoughts of thinking about all kinds of things just now.

"Well? Oh, i... what did you just say? " Mu Shuishan pretends to forget what Zhan Beirong said just now.

"Nothing. When you come, I'll take you to lunch." As soon as Zhan Beirong's painting style changed, he directly ignored what he had just said and said calmly.

After all, in front of Zhan Beirong, Mu Shuishan's state of pretending to be a fool has reached the point that no one can match. Zhan Beirong doesn't want to continue talking with Mu Shuishan.

After hearing Zhan Beirong say this, Mu Shuishan's face suddenly showed a very satisfied smile and nodded, "OK, OK, I'm so hungry, I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Let you sleep in?" Zhan Beirong holds a mobile phone in one hand and turns over the documents on the desk in the other hand. His tone is also extremely casual.

Mu Metasequoia leaning on one side, doodle mouth, like to sleep in is not very normal?

"Don't talk about me, it's not because you always turn off my alarm clock." Mu Shui Shan Du mouth, a face dissatisfied said.

"It's like you'll wake up if you don't turn off your alarm clock." Zhan Beirong was light, with no expression on his face, and his tone was obviously a natural appearance.

Mu Shuishan breathes heavily. Just after Zhan Beirong mentions this, Mu Shuishan thinks of Zhan Beirong asking for leave. He is really angry.

"I'm going to the company soon. Let's do it first." Mu Shuishan immediately changed the topic and hung up the phone.

Zhan Beirong stares at his mobile phone for a while, and a smile appears at the corner of his mouth.

LAN Xu is about to knock on the door and come in. Seeing Zhan Beirong smiling happily, he stops. He can't figure out what can make the young master laugh so happily. Is it because he has recently acquired a new skill, cooking.

LAN Xu holds his chin in one hand and looks at Zhan Beirong's expression carefully. He feels like someone who has just fallen in love.

About ten minutes later, Mu Shuishan finally arrived at Zhan Beirong's company. When he arrived at the floor where Zhan Beirong's office was, he happened to meet LAN Xu who had just come out“ Xiao Shan, why are you here? " LAN Xu sees Mu Shuishan and asks with a smile.

Mu Shuishan laughed and said honestly, "let her take me to dinner."

LAN Xu Leng for a while, is Xiao Shan lazy enough to let the young master take her to dinner in person?

LAN Xu still holds the document in his hand. He looks at Mu Shuishan from top to bottom for a while, but he still doesn't find anything wrong with Mu Shuishan.

"Lan Xu, what are you looking at?" Mu Shuishan stares at LAN Xu's eyes, nibbles his lips and says very dissatisfied.

LAN Xu coughed lightly, and did not answer Mu Shuishan's question directly. He asked with a puzzled face: "Xiao Shan, I don't think you have any questions."

something the matter???

"Lan Xu, you have a problem! There's something wrong with your head! " Mu Shuishan said indignantly that he had been depressed all morning because of Zhan Beirong. Now another LAN Xu came here to talk about himself. It's really uncomfortable.

"I didn't mean that. I just thought you were hurt." LAN Xu glanced at the corner of his mouth and said helplessly.

Mu Metasequoia silently rolled a white eye, "so, you miss me all day long to get hurt."

This Lanxu, all day long, does not think about his own good, but also think about his illness and injury, God knows what is in his mind.

LAN Xu is a good man with his hand covering his forehead. How can he become a bad guy when he speaks to Mu Shuishan?

"How could I have thought that? Ah... Didn't you cook in the kitchen yesterday? I thought it was because of something wrong with you that the young master went into the kitchen. It seems that there is really nothing impossible in the world. " LAN Xu said to himself, his mind is full of photos from Mu metasequoia.

After hearing LAN Xu's words, Mu Shuishan glances at the corner of his mouth. It's not because his hand was hurt by the glass. Otherwise Zhan Beirong would not have entered the kitchen last night, just the picture of Zhan Beirong almost burning the kitchen“ Yes, my hand was stabbed by glass slag. " Mu Metasequoia looked down at his hand, sighed, and said bitterly. As soon as the words are finished, Mu Shuishan realizes that Lan Xu knows that his hand has been pierced by the glass. Yesterday, he and Zhan Beirong came to the hospital together. How can he still ask this question“ Less... "As soon as Mu Shuishan's words fell to the ground, LAN Xu saw Zhan Beirong standing behind Mu Shuishan. Just as he vomited a word, Zhan Beirong put his index finger in front of his mouth and motioned LAN Xu not to speak. LAN Xu had to close his mouth, pretending to see nothing in general, and continued to shift his attention to Mu Shuishan“ LAN Xu, what do you want to say? " Mu Metasequoia blinked, see LAN Xu a pair of words and stop appearance, a face of doubt asked. LAN Xu coughed softly, "Oh, I mean, young master, I know that your hand is pierced by glass slag. It must be very distressing."“ It's OK. Anyway, it's my hand. It's my own pain. He can't bear it. " Mu Metasequoia sighed, his face was helpless, and then continued: "I didn't have dinner last night, I will definitely order a lot of delicious food later!" LAN Xu Leng for a while, yesterday is not still in the circle of friends sun war Beirong cooking photos? Why didn't you have dinner?

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