Mr.president, you are too gentle

However, before Fu Xiaoxiao could relax, Cheng shaozhao, who had reached the corner of the elevator, turned around. "Haven't you come yet?"

He suddenly turned back and scared Fu Xiaoxiao. The suddenly relaxed look on his face didn't put down, but he had changed into a great enemy. Especially when hearing Cheng shaozhao's specious words, Fu Xiaoxiao was even more confused.

Fu Xiaoxiao subconsciously looked back and determined that there was no one in the whole office except himself and Cheng shaozhao. With a little uncertainty, he pointed to himself, "me?"

This childish appearance made Cheng shaozhao smile in his heart. Fu Xiaoxiao can always do this and bring himself a lot of joy and a lot of laughter.

"Who else but you? Come here and I'll take you back." Cheng shaozhao said with a smile, but his eyebrows and eyes were more dazzling under the shining light.

Cheng shaozhao didn't give it to him, but in their current situation, such words are very abrupt.

So fu Xiaoxiao subconsciously shook his head, "no, I'll just go back by myself. The last bus is also very convenient. President, you're tired all day at work. Go back early."

"I'm off duty now. There's no president. Don't call me that. It's inevitable that I have some points." he seemed a little dissatisfied and deliberately corrected.

These words make fu Xiaoxiao more at a loss. They don't have any points. Are they still familiar with each other? To make complaints about the two people in the heart is not intimate.

These complaints are in my heart, but Fu Xiaoxiao doesn't dare to say it. Everyone has the nature of flattery. Besides, she doesn't need to touch Cheng shaozhao's eyebrows at this time.

He acquiesced to Cheng shaozhao's words, but refused to say anything else. "Go back first. Don't worry about me."

Sending single women home seems to be what every gentleman should do. But at this time, Fu Xiaoxiao hoped that Cheng shaozhao would not be such a gentleman and not be so persistent in sending himself home.

Cheng shaozhao, standing at the corner of the elevator, seemed to chuckle. "Why are you so stubborn? What a disobedient little girl."

This sentence is extremely light. Even if there were no one in the office, Fu Xiaoxiao would almost feel that it was just his own illusion. Illusion to feel that in this tone, even with a thick spoil, shaking his head with the warmth of his eyes.

This illusion made Fu Xiaoxiao don't know how to react. He just thought in his heart that if he refused again and again, he would refute Cheng shaozhao's face. The high-ranking President probably doesn't like others to refuse so stubbornly.

So fu Xiaoxiao didn't know how to respond, so he had to hang his head and remain silent, just as it was really just his own illusion.

She bowed her head skillfully, and the look in her eyes was so harmless. Under the distant mountain eyebrows are eyelashes like wings, hanging low like a small fan, shyly blocking the smart eyes.

Originally thought that such silent stubbornness could dispel Cheng shaozhao's idea, but Cheng shaozhao didn't intend to let Fu Xiaoxiao go so easily.