Jing Dong is very straight

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The bitterness of patchouli is also mixed with some bouquet, which paralyzes Tang Qiubai's senses.

"Thanks to the boss for his promotion and trust, I wish the boss good health and all the best."

"I thought you wouldn't come." Jing Shuyun didn't answer Tang Qiubai's toast.

"No." Tang Qiubai smiled.

"The toast is too polite." Jing Shuyun raised his eyebrows, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Well...then, Maxima is common but Bole is not. Thank you boss for his insight." Tang Qiubai raised his wine glass as he spoke, as a gesture of respect to her.

"I also want to thank Maxima for his help." Jing Shuyun bent her lips inadvertently.

Tang Qiubai drank a glass with his head upright, holding an empty wine glass in his hand, only to see the person standing opposite looking at her with the same empty glass.

Tang Qiubai was distracted for a moment, the smell of alcohol rose to his face, and the hand holding the cup tightened subconsciously.

"Then boss, I'm going back to my seat."

"Well, let's go."

When Tang Qiubai turned around, his brows were slightly frowned.

Like a person who is too close, sometimes it is like holding a thorny rose, the sweetness of the rose keeps attracting you, when you can't help but reach out and want to touch it, you will be stabbed by it.

Tang Qiubai sighed softly. When she came back, Di Yan didn't know where she had gone. People were scattered around the table, but Xia Sen was still in the old seat. Looking at Tang Qiubai's return, her smiling eyes were small. some.

"Where are the others?" Tang Qiubai asked.

"Some went to the bathroom, and some went to colleagues in other departments."

"Oh." Tang Qiubai nodded, served himself a bowl of hot soup and sat down again, "But this restaurant is quite delicious! It's just that the sweet and sour pork ribs are not as good as mine."

"Huh? Master, do you know how to make sweet and sour pork ribs?" Xia Sen asked curiously.

"Yes, as a person who lives alone, isn't cooking a must-have skill?"

"Hahahahaha makes sense!" After a pause, Xia Sen took out his mobile phone and asked seriously to himself on the black screen, "Magic mirror, please tell me, do you have a chance to eat my master's sweet and sour pork ribs?" .”

Tang Qiubai couldn't help being amused by her, "Does the magic mirror know about this kind of problem?"

"What if I know." Xia Sen held the phone close to his ear seriously, listening to something, then nodded after a while.

"What did it tell you?"

"It says yes!"

Tang Qiubai smiled helplessly, and lowered his head to drink the soup.

"Master."

"Ok?"

"Can I ask you a gossip?"

"Ask." Tang Qiubai looked up at her, and Xia Sen's eyes flickered.

"What kind of person do you like?"

"Ah?" Tang Qiubai didn't expect her to ask this question, and he looked towards Jing Shuyun uncontrollably. She was talking to the person beside her, and her face returned to the non-smiling look, with only the flat eyebrows Tell Tang Qiubai that she is in a good mood.

"Master?" Xia Sen noticed Tang Qiubai's distraction, followed the direction of her eyes, and saw Jing Shuyun sitting over there.

Tang Qiubai realized his distraction, quickly retracted his eyes, and said casually: "Well, I like mature and confident people."

"That's it, mature and confident." Xia Sen repeated Tang Qiubai's words thoughtfully.

"What about you, what do you like?" Tang Qiubai asked her back with a smile.

"Me," Xia Sen tilted his head and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he looked at Tang Qiubai and said seriously, "I like Miss Sister like that."

The spoonful of soup that Tang Qiubai had just put into her mouth was caught off guard and almost spit out, but she still tried her best to hold it back, just coughing non-stop from being choked.

"Cough cough cough..."

Tang Qiubai stretched out his hand to get the napkin, but he couldn't reach it. Halfway through, he stretched out a slender white hand and handed the napkin to her.

"Thank you." Before Tang Qiubai had time to look at it, he took it and wiped the water stains from his mouth, then coughed again.

The man said softly, "You're welcome."

Tang Qiubai's hand holding the tissue suddenly stopped, and he squinted his eyes, thinking about the familiarity of this voice.

Does it look like this?

Tang Qiubai had doubts in her heart, and she subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Jing Shuyun's seat, but what she didn't expect was that there was no one who was sitting there a few minutes ago.

Tang Qiubai's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head habitually, only to see Jing Shuyun's figure who had just walked out by the door.

"Who was the one who handed me the tissue just now?" Tang Qiubai asked Xia Sen with his head tilted in disbelief.

After all, there are so many people in the company, and their department sits by the door, anyone can come in and out.

Xia Sen hesitated, and softly spit out two words.

Tang Qiubai's heartbeat accelerated in vain, and Xia Sen's words echoed in his ears, "Jing Dong."

Chapter 38

Tang Qiubai froze in place, seeming to have forgotten the discomfort of being choked, and gradually regained his composure after a while.

She and Jing Shuyun are just friends.

When these words appeared in Tang Qiubai's mind, even the beating of his heart softened.

"Master, drink water slowly." Xia Sen handed her a cup of hot water.

"it is good."

"Go out to get some air, it's a little stuffy inside." Xia Sen's eyebrows and eyes were curved.

Tang Qiubai couldn't see anything unusual, and remembered what she said a few minutes ago, nodded, "Let's go."