Mr.president, you are too gentle

Cheng shaozhao is such a smart person. Naturally, she can see what she means at a glance, so she looks at herself with approval.

Knowing that she was doing right, the hostess's smile became more and more beautiful. She put the casserole in her hand in the middle of the table and asked the clerk to bring dishes, chopsticks and other things.

They both looked as if what they had just said was just the most normal family talk. However, Fu Xiaozai's face was almost red. She looked at Cheng shaozhao at a loss and seemed to want him to help explain. However, Cheng shaozhao only opened the tableware in his hand and washed it with hot water. He had no intention of opening his mouth.

Fu Xiaoxiao is eager to explain something, but he doesn't know where to start. But I also know that if others are allowed to discredit the president outside, I'm afraid it's not good to say it.

She blushed and murmured, "no, no, we're not boyfriend and girlfriend. Cheng shaozhao is just my boss."

Fu Xiaoxiao's face was already green and astringent. She didn't make up much when she came up again, which further set off the tender and white skin. His face turned red and his words added a little more love.

Especially when I was in a hurry, Fu's small eyes were full of some water light, which was even more charming and radiant. The whole person's facial features moved. Coupled with her extraordinary temperament, people couldn't move their eyes. This time, even the female boss couldn't help looking more at Fu Xiaoyan.

His eyes slightly slanted shaozhao. He still didn't speak. He just lowered his head in silence and cleaned the tableware on his hands. So the female boss answered. She also smiled slightly and dealt with the little novel, "I'm just talking about the relationship between female friends. You don't have to care so much."

That's what I mean. Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's making a mountain out of a molehill. Maybe it's too much in the eyes of others. When Fu Xiaoxiao thought of this, no wonder they all looked as usual. Only they reacted so fiercely, and their faces were not small enough to get redder.

She hung her head, and her long eyelashes flashed under the shadow to form a strong shadow, which set off her eyes more moving.

Feeling that everything he said was wrong, Fu Xiaoxiao simply hung his head and nodded slightly, indicating that he knew and didn't speak again. It was just a silent process. A bowl of fish soup passed by shaozhao tasted it with a small spoon.

The taste of fish soup is really delicious. It was originally boiled with the best fish. The bottom of the pot in the soup doesn't know what material is used. Although traditional Chinese medicine is added, it can vaguely smell a medicinal smell, but it's not disgusting. On the contrary, it adds a bit of aroma to the delicious fish soup.

What's more, the fish soup is delicious. It tastes rich and slowly melts into the heart. The hot fish soup slid down the throat to the stomach, and the delicious taste seemed to be delicious in this night.

Enough comfort to comfort your body after a hard day's work. The delicious taste continues to your stomach. Let the mood can't help but be happy. Fu Xiaoxiao has to admit that the fish soup is delicious.

Anyway, it's wrong to say more. Since the fish soup is so delicious and delicious, how can you live up to it?