Mr.president, you are too gentle

When it comes to the gangster incident, I am one of the participants. Fu Xiaoxiao's head is very low, for fear that Cheng shaozhao will see something wrong.

I can only see the reflection of my outline on the smooth floor. It's such an elevator alone. Fu Xiaoxiao can't help thinking of the accident in France.

The warmth of that embrace seems to be still fresh in my mind, and my little heart can't help a palpitation. I couldn't help but secretly look up and see Cheng shaozhao's face through the decoration of the side mirror of the elevator, but I saw that he was still indifferent standing in front, and his face didn't change.

This makes Fu Xiaoxiao a little lost. Maybe only he can remember. After all, for Cheng shaozhao, it should be just a simple accident and his normal gentleman behavior.

Fu Xiaoxiao hung her eyes and covered her loss.

A woman's heart is so delicate, like dust. However, a pale face is enough to pay for Xiaoxiao's dejected and absent-minded for a long time, so that she still hangs her head and doesn't speak until she reaches the door of the company.

Cheng shaozhao didn't ask much. The gentleman asked Fu Xiaoxiao to get on the bus. Because I know the way to her house, it's quiet and familiar all the way, but my eyes always look through the mirror in front of the car and pay a small response behind.

Since getting on the bus, Fu Xiaoxiao has been drooping his eyes and not talking. The appearance of quiet and introverted, sitting upright with a straight back, makes people look pleasing to the eyes.

Such tacit understanding and quiet is like an old husband and wife for many years. Cheng shaozhao was surprised by the idea that suddenly burst out of his mind, and then pressed it down.

Downstairs, Cheng shaozhao took the lead in getting out of the car and walked around to the co pilot's position. He helped Fu Xiaoxiao open the door very gentlemanly. His sideways appearance was simply handsome and heinous. Fu Xiao pressed his beating heart and tried to make a calm appearance in front of him.

But in my heart, I have been spitting on myself. I was so worthless that I confused my mind. Beauty is really a bad thing! It's all floating clouds. Ignore floating clouds.

After a lot of psychological preparation, Fu Xiaoxiao was calm. Naturally, he smiled at Cheng shaozhao, "thank you, president. I'm sorry to trouble you today."

Does this woman have to be so polite and distant? He always carries a look, which makes Cheng shaozhao feel somewhat inaccessible.

His eyes flickered. A bad idea rose from his heart, but his face was still indifferent. "Well, it's no trouble. We'll discuss with Shengshi company the day after tomorrow. The things are ready. You don't have to let them deliver takeout."

What, he'll know those things were sent by himself? Fu Xiaoxiao's face was almost red in an instant. He suddenly looked up and looked at Cheng shaozhao at a loss.

What would he think of himself if he knew? Do you think you're trying to please? Cheng shaozhao's temperament should be that he doesn't like others to please so deliberately. Fu Xiaoxiao thinks carelessly in his heart.

His face suddenly turned pale. When he looked up at his deep eyes, he only felt that all his careful thoughts were exposed to the sun.

Fu Xiaoxiao had nothing to hide and tried to explain. "I, I'm just afraid that no one will buy coffee after the president leaves work. This is my job. I don't have any other ideas."