The boss is jealous again today

After Min Deng said those words, both of them fell silent.

Min Deng was too frightened to speak, while Huo Shu was thinking.

Think about what you just said.

"Cough..." Huo Shu cleared his throat, breaking the stagnant atmosphere.

"I'm looking for you..." Huo Shu frowned halfway, but couldn't hold back, and asked in doubt, "Why did you call the police?"

Min Deng gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said softly, "...fire alarm?"

Huo Shu looked at him for a while, thinking that he might be joking, so he smiled cooperatingly.

Laughed halfway, felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and praised: "You are quite interesting."

Min Deng was even more disturbed when he heard this.

"Okay, don't stand here all the time, there are still people needed in the dessert area." Huo Shu gave up communicating.

Min Deng heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that he would not be held accountable, he walked towards the dessert area together.

"Why does it look abnormal?" Yang Zhenyu squinted his eyes and guessed, "It looks like there is something wrong."

"It's just a little timid." Huo Shu said casually, after thinking for a while, he said: "Like the rabbit I raised before, it would be scared to death if it made a loud noise."

"Have you ever raised a rabbit? Where are the rabbits?" Yang Zhenyu was curious.

"My dad ate it." Huo Shu said.

"Your father is really nothing." Yang Zhenyu came to a conclusion.

The banquet was over, and it was already past 12 o'clock. Min Deng helped clean up the aftermath, and it was already early morning when he and Zhang Qiu came out.

There are no people on this street, not even many cars.

"How do you plan to solve that incident just on Monday?" Zhang Qiu turned his head to look at him.

Min Deng frowned, and stretched out his hand to scratch his itchy neck.

"Good idea!" Zhang Qiu stopped, "Kill him!"

Min Deng: "..."

Min Deng put down the hand that was scratching his neck, and looked up at Zhang Qiu.

Zhang Qiu also looked at him, and helplessly patted his head twice, "Then what do you say?"

Min Deng remained silent.

This matter is not something he can do as he says, it depends on Zhou Yigang.He said it doesn't count.

"Give me the money! Let the money fool him!" Zhang Qiu touched his head, vowing, "Money can solve anything."

Afterwards, the two surrounded the amount displayed on the self-service bank ATM.

"1000..." Min Deng was puzzled, "Is it enough to get lost..."

Zhang Qiu was silent: "It's almost..."

Zhang Qiu took out his card and inserted it.

Soon, the two fell into confusion at the re-displayed amount of the ATM.

The two add up to a total of 1200.

well.

On the steps outside the deserted self-service bank sat two poor couples who were blinded by money.

Zhang Qiu smoked a cigarette, he smoked in a hurry, his face was not good-looking.

Min Deng raised his head to see the stars, but only saw a dark sky.

Two sighs appeared on the street at one o'clock in the morning.

"Let's go, I'll take you back first." Zhang Qiu smoked a cigarette, and touched Zha Tutu's head again, "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and there will be another village, maybe you will die on Monday tomorrow. "

Min Deng: "..."

The next day Monday just didn't die.

Zhang Qiu was shocked, thinking that the ancient poems were all bullshit.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, the atmosphere in the back kitchen was a bit tense, and it was about to explode.

There was just half a silence on Monday.Unable to hold back, he looked down at the big and small banknotes in front of him, but his eyes were still burned by the mixed one piece and fifty cents.

He thought over and over again, and still felt that his personality had been greatly insulted, so he slapped the table and stood up, "Damn you, is my head only worth so much!"

"Heh." Zhang Qiu sneered, reached out and took back a piece of fifty cents.

Min Deng looked down at his feet.

Zhou Yi just turned around indignantly, after thinking about it, he felt that the deception was too much, and he said fiercely: "It's impossible to let this matter go like this."

"What do you want to do." Zhang Qiu panted like a cow.

Min Deng hurriedly pulled people away, his hands shaking from nervousness.

Seeing is about to fight.

"Cold-cut Spanish ham!" The waiter's younger sister inserted forcefully, "The customer is rushing!"

"Hey, right away!" Zhou Yigang returned home.

"One piece of Black Forest! The guests are crying!" Another waiter ran over.

"Understood." Zhang Qiu also turned around resentfully and returned to his work station.

Min Deng heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes darkened, and he propped himself on the table and shook his head.

"Hey, it's blocked." A person said.

Min Deng had no choice but to go out through the back door of the restaurant, leaning against the wall for a while.

Why is it so difficult.

When everyone was watching happily, he was the only one who was carrying the stone.

"Hello!" came a voice.

Min Deng opened his eyes.

Zhou Yigang stood in front of him with an ugly face, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"Let me tell you, don't act like you're going to die." Zhou Yigang spoke with a cigarette in his mouth, vaguely speaking, "It's right that I pushed you first, but you hit me, it's your fault ,do you know?"

Min Deng thought for a while, then asked in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do? Do I dare to think?" Zhou Yi just yelled, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

He pointed to his head, "Didn't I see that you are so stupid before? I usually bully you, did I hit you?"

"I'm sorry..." Min Deng frowned.

"Don't apologize blindly, I don't have any shortage." Zhou Yigang thought over and over again, "I am very unhappy with my head, and this matter must be resolved. I am indeed at fault for this matter, and I will not take advantage of you. In this way, you let I'll smack you with a stick..."

Zhang Qiu ran out after finishing the dessert, just in time to hear this sentence, and rushed over with wide eyes, "Get out of your mother!"

"What's the matter with you?" Zhou Yigang waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up and go."

"Yes." Min Deng said with his head down.

"It's okay!" Zhang Qiu was so nervous that he couldn't choose what to say, "You were shameless just on Monday!"

Zhou Yigang became angry: "You are shameless!"

Min Deng got a headache from the quarrel between the two of them, couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed in a low voice: "Master."

Zhang Qiu was so surprised that his lips were trembling: "...are you swearing?"

"You heard it wrong." Min Deng sighed, his ears buzzing.

He shook off the two of them and went to the locker room to sleep.

This time he fell into a drowsy sleep, and heard Zhang Qiu tell him to go back early, and also heard Zhang Qiu scolding Yi Gang for his mental illness.

He had rarely slept so deeply.

The locker room door was pushed open and the lights were turned on.

Huo Shu glanced at the time, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

Min Deng, who was lying on the bench, vaguely felt a little light, and slowly woke up with his eyes narrowed.

Looking up and seeing a figure by the door, he was startled.

"I hired you to hide here and sleep every day?" Huo Shu leaned against the door, smiling at Yan Yan.

Min Deng saw the person clearly, his face was terrified, and he immediately got up.

"Where are you in charge?" Huo Shu deliberately turned cold, trying to scare him, "Such a jerky job."

Min Deng just wanted to go out, but immediately froze when he heard this.

Seeing that he was silent, Huo Shu closed the door.

The door was closed and locked, and Min Deng broke out in a cold sweat.

Huo Shu approached and began to undress.

Min Deng: "!"

Min Deng swallowed, took steps quietly, and slowly moved towards the door.

"Come here." Huo Shu said.

Min Deng froze and didn't move.

Huo Shu walked over to have a look, and laughed out loud, "What are you thinking?"

"Ah..." Min Deng raised his head.

Huo Shu put on an all-black chef uniform,

"Would you like to tie it for me?" Huo Shu smiled and stretched out his hand, with a thick white bandage wrapped around his palm, "My hand is injured."

"Ah... okay." Min Deng realized, blushing.

He stretched out his unconsciously trembling hand, and slowly approached Huo Shu, and his fingertips touched the frenulum.

"What time is it now, why haven't you left yet?" Huo Shu looked down at him.

Frightened by his action, Min Deng took a small step back and looked at him with wide eyes.

Just as Huo Shu was about to say something, as if he had discovered a treasure, he stretched out his hand and gently brushed away Min Deng's forehead hair.

Eyes like ink paintings, from the corner of the eye to the end of the eye, seem to be drawn smoothly with one stroke.

Black and white pupils, clear and clean.

What a treasure.

Min Deng didn't dare to move at all, he was panting, his calf was a little weak.

"Sorry." Huo Shu also noticed his abnormality, and pulled his hand back in time.

Only then did Min Deng dare to take a few steps back, a fine layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

When he calmed down by himself, he realized that Huo Shu was still standing there.

Min Deng was hesitating.

Huo Shu had already smiled and opened his hands towards him: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

When Min Deng followed Huo Shu out, he realized that he was carrying a black leather suitcase.

The combination of the black leather box and Huo Shu in black is very scary.

From Min Deng's perspective, only half of Huo Shuxiao's profile could be seen, looking very indifferent.

And Huo Shu who was smiling at him just now, they are completely two people.

After Huo Shu put away the knife box in his hand, he went to the refrigerator.

The door of the refrigerator room used by the back kitchen to store food is very heavy. Although it is a combination lock, there is a safety valve on the outside, which requires a lot of force to open.

Min Deng was just about to go up to help, but he didn't expect Huo Shu to push the safety valve open with one hand.

Min Deng didn't follow up, because the refrigerator was full of food and the space was too small.

He even retreated to the door, wondering why he hadn't left yet.

Is it because Huo Shu, who seems to be unable to tell whether he is a good guy or a bad guy at all?

Until bursts of white mist rose from the small pot with milk froth.

There was only one light on in the cold kitchen, and the white mist under the light looked very warm.

Min Deng was attracted and walked over slowly.

"Exclusive secret recipe." Huo Shu filled a small bowl and handed it to him, "Soothe the nerves."

Min Deng took it in a panic, and thanked him softly.

Holding the small bowl warm, he bowed his head in embarrassment and took a sip.

"How?" Huo Shu asked.

"It's delicious." Min Deng said.

"I didn't put any salt." Huo Shu smiled, and there was an unknown meaning in his narrowed eyes.

Min Deng was stunned, and after thinking about it, he felt that he could actually swear.

He will be afraid, he is too timid.But this doesn't mean that he won't say fuck your mother when he drank a bowl of soup with no salt on purpose.