Mr.president, you are too gentle

Cheng shaozhao smiled and handed the glass of lemonade to Fu Xiaoxiao. "I think you sleep hard. Drink some cold drinks to wake up. You can have more energy to go to work in the afternoon."

Looking at the lemonade with slender fingers, it was extremely difficult to pay a little. Although it's just a simple drink and Fu Xiaoxiao doesn't understand Cheng shaozhao's meaning, is it difficult to care about himself?

However, although Cheng shaozhao said softly, his tone was still indisputable. After listening to his explanation, Fu xiaopee couldn't refuse.

She hesitated and stretched out her hand, only feeling that her fingers were still trembling. For his boss's hot and cold attitude, Fu Xiaoxiao felt that Cheng shaozhao might as well have a cold face as usual. Such a smiling face made his heart very uneasy.

Fu Xiaoxiao took the drink in a muddled way, and tried his best to make himself look generous while he was frightened. She pulled out a smile and nodded, "thank you, president. I will try my best to make my own contribution to the company."

I don't know whether it's a guilty heart or something. Fu Xiaoxiao specially accentuated the pronunciation of the two words. It seems that it's for the sake of taking a picture of Cheng shaozhao's work just now, and for the sake of calming his heart.

She would rather Cheng shaozhao's hot and cold attitude is true because of work. If it is work, everything can be explained naturally.

It is said that Fu Xiaoxiao is a typical ostrich character. Before things come to her, she is always willing to guess in the best direction. Fu Xiaoxiao believes you. There must be a way to the front of the mountain. There is another village with a bright future.

It's better to let it develop and one day it will come out.

She took the glass of lemonade with a low eyebrow. There was something cunning in her eyes. She hung her eyes and thought that others didn't see it, but she didn't expect that all this had already fallen into Cheng shaozhao's eyes.

Cheng shaozhao's eyes were stained with a little smile. When he handed her lemonade, his fingers deliberately touched the smooth skin. Sure enough, it's the same as expected. It feels great.

His big hands are very hot, and Fu Xiaoxiao's hands and feet are a little cold when he is blown by the air conditioner. At the moment of meeting Cheng shaozhao, she was still confused. Yesterday, I accidentally touched two people in the car. I still remember it. Now I'm a little flustered.

Especially the hands seemed to slip on the back of their hands. Fu Xiaoxiao looked up in panic, but saw that Cheng shaozhao was still as cold as ice and expressionless as usual, and his hand had been taken back in good order.

His eyebrows and eyes were safe, and he had a clear conscience. Let Fu Xiaoxiao hesitate. Does he really feel wrong? No one touched himself at all?

Thinking about it, Fu Xiaoxiao was confused. Holding the glass of lemonade in his hand, the cold temperature on the glass body was transferred to his hand through a thin plastic bag, which made his hands and feet cold again.

I don't know whether it was the rain yesterday, the air conditioner, or simply because of Fu xiaoflustered. Her nose was a little uncomfortable. She sneezed at Cheng shaozhao. Her voice echoed loudly in the office.