Mr.president, you are too gentle

Lu Xiu regularly sent Fu Xiaoxiao downstairs to hansend company, smiled goodbye and watched Fu Xiaoxiao limp into the door of the company.

His eyes gradually became gentle with the figure, even spoiled. Fu Xiaoxiao has the innocence and pleasure that girls of the same age don't have. This innocence is not just foolishness, but more of Fu Xiaoxiao's optimistic attitude towards life.

Looking back on the four years of college, there was no girl around who had better conditions than Fu Xiaoxiao, but Lu Xiu had no heart. I have repeatedly asked myself why she is so worthy of her heart?

Maybe it's just that pure and moving face? Maybe she always smiles like a little sun? Perhaps it was her painfully white face but still stubborn appearance during the debate?

Maybe it's nothing. Lu Xiu doesn't understand. But Lu Xiu knew that because it was a small payment, it was especially worth it.

During this period of time, there was a famous TV play called dream back to the Tang Dynasty. Lu Xiu hurried out from home that day. The notice of "dream back to the Tang Dynasty" was on the billboard passing by. The appearance of the heroine's ancient costume was charming, affectionate and soul-stirring. It seemed that ten thousand years had passed at a glance.

While waiting for the traffic light, Lu Xiu looked at it for a few times, but inexplicably emerged in his mind that once the girl's beautiful smile.

This idea is just a flash in the pan, but at the next traffic light, I ran into Fu Xiaoxiao. All this made Lu Xiu feel that something was doomed.

Besides, the heroine can go back to the golden age hundreds of years ago to love for the vague and uncertain figure in her dream. Why don't you have the courage to find the feeling of College heart again and dream back to college to love?

After a few thoughts, the time has been delayed a lot. Lu Xiu looked down at his watch and drove away without hesitation.

Fu's small wound is not as serious as that. It's just that it's difficult to walk because it's above the knee. In addition, Lu Xiu's uncle secretly ordered the little nurse to pay a small bandage to make it thicker in order to set off the seriousness of his condition.

Fu Xiaoxiao specially wore a long golden velvet brownish red skirt. It's already late autumn. People who are not afraid of cold have wrapped their coats. Fu Xiaoxiao has a beige sweater on it. The design of the micro high collar sets off the small face, which is just the size of a palm.

Coupled with the careful walking, long skirt perfectly covered his wound. Fu Xiaoxiao finally got to top floor of the office, and no one cast any surprised eyes.

In the bottom of my heart, I breathed a long sigh of relief. Fu Xiaoxiao was glad that he was usually quiet like a transparent shrimp and had no popularity in the office.

Of course, it's just a small payment. How can a lovely girl with a moving and beautiful face, who is diligent and hardworking, especially has an unspeakable and unclear relationship with the president, not cause other people's speculation?

Just because of the pressure from Cheng shaozhao in secret, no one dared to show any surprised look in front of Fu Xiaoxiao. Everything was just silently pressed at bottom of the his heart. No one wanted to make trouble.