My Back Table is Actually Gabriel

Jing Keai raised her willow eyebrows, her knuckles were crackling, and she was on the verge of going berserk.

Normal people should be apologizing, but how did it feel good when I came to you?

This kid obviously did it on purpose!

Hua Ye pondered for a moment, then said, "Thank you for the hospitality?"

"..."

The massage is over.

Looking at the gloomy and murderous Jing Kei, Hua Ye said decisively, "Farewell."

If a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, he will naturally go as far as he can. Anyway, he has no intention of asking Mr. Jing to invite him to dinner.

Watching Hua Ye leave, Jing Keai breathed a sigh of relief, the anger on her face turned into a touch of embarrassment, she stretched out her hand to support the wall, and sat down on the chair.

Everything that happened in the illusion is vivid in my mind, coupled with the [-]% overlap of the scenes, Jing Kei even has Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly feeling in a trance. Under the strong stimulation, Jing Kei goes limp all over.

Sitting on the chair and taking a few breaths, Jing Keai looked up at the empty office, bit her lower lip, couldn't help but landed her right hand on her thigh, and gently slid her pale fingers on the stockings...

"Crack."

The door of the office was suddenly pushed open.

Four eyes facing each other.

The air was exceptionally dead silent, and boundless embarrassment spread.

Hua Ye didn't feel embarrassed. He raised his right hand, holding a bunch of keys, and said, "I forgot to put the keys down just now."

Putting the keys on the table, Hua Ye turned and walked out. Before leaving, he warned: "Wash your hands first, pay attention to hygiene, and be careful of fungal infections."

"..."

Boss Jing's pretty face flushed, almost bleeding: "Stop."

"What's wrong?" Hua Ye stopped and turned to look.

Jing Keai paused every word, gritted her teeth and said, "I want to help you loosen your muscles and bones!"

"I refuse." Of course Hua Ye would not stay, "It's getting late, I'm going back for dinner...you continue."

"..."

……

It was eight o'clock in the evening.

Corner coffee shop.

"Vina sauce, nah." Xiaoqian handed over a [-]-yen bill, "I'll pay you back a little more."

Wei Nai said speechlessly: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon. There are a lot of places to spend money during the New Year, right? You can pay it back after the New Year."

"That won't work." Xiao Qian shook her head and said, "When you are in debt, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't pay back the money, and you won't be happy to talk about it during the New Year."

Wei Nai turned to look at Hua Ye.

Hua Ye nodded and said, "Take it."

Xiaoqian said that she felt uncomfortable if she didn't pay back the money, so naturally there was no reason to refuse, and besides, the money was not much, so it wouldn't affect her life at all.

"Alright then." Wei Nai had no choice but to reach out and take the money.

Last month, Xiaoqian's mother was hospitalized with cerebral hemorrhage. The operation and medical expenses were a lot of money, which Xiaoqian and Suguha couldn't afford at all. The bank card solves the urgent need.

After Xiaoqian's mother recovered and was discharged from the hospital, the family began to pay back the money one after another, a little bit every week, and those who didn't pay back the money they owed, didn't answer the phone, and didn't reply to the text messages were two extremes.

"One more payment, one step closer to paying it off completely." Xiaoqian raised her hands above her head, stretched her waist, she was obviously not tall, but the curve of her chest was particularly conspicuous, "Vina sauce, next time The repayment will be after the next year."

"Understood." Wei Nai shook her head and said speechlessly, "Actually, you really don't need to worry..."

"Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures." Xiaoqian covered her ears with her hands, and looked at Huaye, "Xiaoye, when are you going to have winter vacation?"

Hua Ye said, "December 12."

"It's the same as our school. It seems that most schools have the same holiday time." Xiaoqian blinked her eyes, leaned closer to Hua Ye, and whispered her life experience, "Christmas is coming soon, have you prepared any gifts?"

Hua Ye said, "No."

"Idiot!" Xiaoqian bumped Hua Ye with his elbow, hating that the iron can't be made into a steel road. "Christmas is such an important festival, you don't prepare gifts, and you can still catch up with Wei Naijiang..."

"Girls don't value gifts, but your wishes."

"While there is still time, hurry up and prepare gifts."

Hua Ye was speechless.

Gifts should be prepared for Christmas. Of course, one should not favor one over another. Give it to Wei Nai, then everyone should give it. Gifts can’t be the same. They must be new and thoughtful. Thinking about it will make people headache... Among them, Gabriel’s gift is the best to prepare , Send skins and equipment, easy to finalize.

"Gift?" Wei Nai looked over, "What gift?"

"It's nothing." Xiaoqian coughed lightly, and changed the subject, "When Wei Nai-chan celebrates Christmas, will she prepare her own clothes?"

Wei Nai nodded and said, "Well, the clothes are almost ready."

Gabriel likes to play games, Satania watches TV shows every week, Lafite likes to take Huaye to the bookstore after school to read, and Wei Nai lives an extremely regular life without any special hobbies. I love making my own clothes.