Mr.president, you are too gentle

It's already time to get off work. Cheng shaozhao pursues a clean working style. There are not many people in such a large president's office, and there is no exaggerated secretary team. They are the only two people in the empty office.

Now the most noisy Danielle has left, and the office is quiet for a moment. Instead, such an environment is more suitable for Fu Xiaoxiao to restore the documents. Regardless of the grievances in her heart, she continues her work carefully, nervously and orderly.

When the paper is almost wiped and waiting to dry, she finally has a little free time. Fu Xiaoxiao has also been sitting for several hours. The president's office is always brightly lit, so she doesn't notice the weather outside.

After stretching, the bones of the whole body are loose and comfortable.

White fingers attached to the temple, pay a small rhythmic massage for yourself, close your eyes and refresh yourself, and then feel a lot more comfortable.

After sitting for a long time and focusing all the time, the legs are slightly numb. Looking at the paper that hasn't dried yet, Fu Xiaoxiao stood up and decided to move.

Looking around, there is only one person in the whole office. What's more, Fu's small and petite body is somewhat lonely. She prefers such silence.

Ben is also a lively and willful girl, but Fu Xiaoxiao is inevitably forced to grow up a lot because of the decline of her family and the rapid change of her living environment. After seeing more people, I complain less.

Her temperament is also polished by this life, and she can be indifferent in the face of all kinds of difficulties. If it had been Fu Xiaoxiao, I'm afraid he would have cried and left under such grievances.

In those days, Fu Xiaoxiao had the capital to lose his temper, but now he has to swallow the pain in his heart. It was also this patience that polished her whole body's temperament more dazzling.

The empty office makes Fu Xiaoxiao much more publicity than he doesn't have in the daytime. Thinking about what happened today, she was still unwilling after all. Her face was sad and her mouth was a little bit lively.

"Damn big bastard, you know how to bully people every day!" seems to be to vent, paying a small voice very heavily.

When people are extremely oppressed, they always need a vent point. After saying such a sentence, Fu Xiaoxiao was in a much better mood, and his eyebrows and eyes were publicized and bright.

She went to the window and looked out at the night with her back to the office. Hansend is located on the most prosperous street in the city, but it is a famous company street. At night, there are few people on holiday.

A dark, only street lights are on one by one, which is very different from the excitement of the day.

The weather in early summer is very good, and the dark stars are bright. Surrounded by the moon in the middle, the bright dots make people feel very good. Fu Xiaoxiao looked up and was a lot happier.

She looked intently, and didn't notice the door that closed quietly again with her words.

Cheng shaozhao's hand is still on the door handle, but his gloomy face is not there. The girl's abusive voice with complaint is still in his ear, but the corners of his mouth are raised.

This is a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, a smile full of spring, it seems that the peach blossoms in ten miles are blooming in this pair of eyes, the frozen spring suddenly cracks, and a warm spring flows out, which is a beautiful scene like flowers.