The Boss is Very Busy

Holding the teacup with her snow-white fingertips, Kapok glanced over casually, "What did you say?"

"..." Si Yu's expression was silent for a moment. She looked at the other person's calm expression, then reached out to hold down the male favorite who was about to get up, and said silently: "It's nothing."

Kapok looked away calmly, holding the teacup with her shiny fingertips and bringing it to her lips. The sound in her ears was disturbing her eardrums.

Si Yu hugged the man from left to right, took the man into his arms, lifted the man's chin, behaved elegantly, and watched as the two people's bodies were pressed together.

Kapok put the cup on the table, making a neither light nor heavy sound.

After a while, Si Yu propped up her chin and breathed in the fresh and pleasant air, but she frowned and tapped her fingertips on the table unconsciously.

"...I don't understand very much."

The steaming mist of the tea was hazy, and the dark eyes were stained with a layer of mist, vaguely seductive.

Kapok lazily raised his eyelashes.

There was no one around Si Yu, and she could clearly feel the coolness in the air. She said angrily: "Why don't you find a man and don't allow me to hug you?"

"..." Kapok forgot to look at the lake, his eyes were indifferent, and he gave a random reason, "Those men are too delicate, I don't like them."

Si Yu spread his hands and said, "But I like it."

"Oh, then you can go with them." Kapok looked at Si Yu and said without mercy, "Get out."

"..."

Si Yu pursed her lips, lowered her head and endured it. Finally, she couldn't help but slap the table and stand up. She pointed out, "First of all - I will confirm something first."

"..."

"I'm not leaving." Si Yu took a few steps forward, then looked back at Kapok and said, "I'm leaving."

"..."

After Si Yu left, things were considered clean.

An attendant came over. He looked at Kapok. The woman was sitting behind the low table, her black eyes as clear as lakes. The attendant was startled, and then said with some worry.

"General, would you like me to buy you a cloak? The air here is quite cool so you don't get cold."

Kapok looked calm and said, "No need."

She came out late, and it was getting late now. Kapok stood up, and the attendants around him came over quickly, and heard the general Kapok say: "Go back home."

The attendant lowered his head and said, "Yes."

After leaving the park, I saw thousands of lights in the distance, and beautiful large lanterns hanging on the street, all in a row shining with dazzling and warm light.

Kapok paused.

Noticing the general's pause, the attendant glanced at him.

First, he explained: "General, a folk fireworks display is being held there."

"Fireworks display?"

Kapok looked in that direction.

The attendant nodded and respectfully explained to the general: "This is a rule handed down from our ancestors. On the day of the fireworks display, you must hang a lantern at the door of your home. There will also be fireworks after the festival."

"Huh?" After hearing this, Kapok suddenly became interested. She took her feet back when she was about to get on the sedan. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Let's go there and have a look."

The attendant was stunned and looked into the distance, "Won't the general go back and rest?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman walked directly over and caressed her sleeves casually, her posture natural and unrestrained.

"Need not."

The general's face was not only good-looking, he was also skilled in martial arts, and his temperament was vaguely alienated and calm. She caressed her sleeves casually, her posture was chic and indifferent, and the attendants who followed behind her couldn't help but secretly blush.