Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Qiao Yi wanted to say that she delivered food, but first, she didn't have Meituan's clothes, and second, she didn't have a take-out box in her hand, and her phone was dead. If she spread this lie, she would be exposed immediately.

I can't afford to lose that person.

Thinking of the moment the big boss glanced at her when he entered the elevator just now, he should have seen the work badge hanging around her neck.

All I could say was, "Uh, no one, nothing worth mentioning."

He Yunting was silent for a moment: "...Are you afraid that I will tell your supervisor that you are lazy during working hours?"

Joe One: "..."

Stealing your sister's laziness, the big boss is definitely not very human, he can think of laziness even in an elevator, silently lighting candles for He's employees.

"Have I met you before?" Seeing that she didn't speak, he thought he had frightened her, so He Yunting changed the topic to a lighter one.

Take it easy, sister, is this a question of Taoism? Lao Tzu is not easy at all.

If I said, I've seen it, I took off your pants in the clubhouse, and in your current physical condition, would you jump up and beat me to death?

"I seem to have heard your voice before." He Yunting followed up.

Joe One: "!!!"

I rely on! This can also be found out, are you f*cking eared?

"Mr. He, I... I'm a new employee in the artist department. You should have never met me."

"Yeah." He Yunting snorted lightly, his nasal voice trembling slightly, which was very nice.

"what's your name?"

I call Dad!

Joe is going crazy.

Why did He Yunting talk so much after waking up, and why did she worry that the big boss would die in the elevator, this kind of trouble for herself?

It's impossible not to answer, Qiao Yi resisted the urge to knock the big boss unconscious with a knife, and answered bravely,

"...My name is Wen Jia."

Wen Jia, who was basking in the sun in the garden in the middle of the street downstairs, sneezed hard against the scorching sun. She rubbed her nose and muttered, "What's the matter, you can still sneeze while in the sun, I'm sick." ?"

While lying, Joe put his palms together and bowed in one direction.

Wen Jia, I'm sorry for you.

"What are you doing?" Although he couldn't see anything, He Yunting could feel the changes in the atmosphere around him, as if... more intense.

Joe stopped in a panic: "No, I didn't do anything."

Immediately there were rustling voices all around, and Qiao subconsciously asked, "Mr. He, do you need help?"

"come over."

Joe One: "???"

What have you come here for?

What the hell does this mean? Did you find her and want to beat her?

Qiao Yi's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

In the darkness, He Yunting's panting calmed down a lot, and Qiao Yi could feel him staring at him, not daring to move, and also not daring to move, "Mr. He, I, I'm sitting here, it's fine."

The voice fell to the ground, and the surroundings suddenly fell into a dead silence.

...It's over, she said the wrong thing.

He Yunting was silent for a while, and then uttered four words in a low voice:

"I'm a little cold."

Joe One: "???!"

Damn, you said it earlier, you scared the baby to death.

"Oh oh oh." Qiao Yi knelt on the ground and rubbed forward. In order not to touch something she shouldn't touch because she couldn't see, she put her hands on the ground and moved forward little by little.

As a result, she randomly swept the ground twice, and found one that was a little hard and a little soft, not very thick, but definitely not thin, with good texture and elasticity...

what is this? She squeezed it twice.

"...Don't touch it." He Yunting said hoarsely. "That's... my leg."

thigh……

Second watch. There are so few votes today, just vote for one, the baby is too south