Little Bastard X Kidnapper

The barbecue roll shop is not far from the company. Among the three of them, Fang Yue couldn't chat easily with Xiang Rong, and Xiang Rong and Song Song couldn't chat easily if they weren't familiar with each other.But Song Song, who was so slick and slick, was so busy, he said a few words on the left and right, and tried to pull the two of them together to talk about common topics.Xiang Rong still maintained a standard smile in front of outsiders, and the communication was smooth and pleasant. For a while, Song Song thought that his facial paralysis had been cured.

Fang Yue didn't participate in the chat. He carefully unpacked the barbecue roll and realized that he was wrong.

The kebab has bugs too!

Because you have to eat it with your hands, the sauce in the crust is easy to stick to your hands and mouth, which greatly affects the appearance.This problem was very serious for Fang Yue. He was all focused on the barbecue roll in front of him, completely ignoring the two people next to him.

Fang Yue picked up the meat roll with both hands, opened her mouth, and was about to bite down at an angle, but felt something was wrong, and closed her mouth again.He turned the meatloaf about 60 degrees and tried to put his mouth down again, but it still didn't feel right.After repeatedly testing four different angles, Fang Yue finally put the lunch back on the plate.

After staring at lunch and hesitating for a long time, Fang Yue got up and left.

The remaining two looked at Fang Yue's back, and then met their eyes in embarrassment.

Song Song smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, he has a lot of problems, and he usually troubles you a lot, right?"

Xiang Rong smiled, but felt very upset, because Song Song's tone showed that he was very close to Song Song.Xiang Rong shook his head: "It's nothing. Senior took good care of me."

He deliberately emphasized the word "take care" to see the other party's reaction, but the innocent Song Song naturally didn't show anything, but nodded and muttered: "That's good. There may be drama."

Xiang Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't quite understand what the other party meant by "play".

Before he had time to decide whether he should ask Fang Yue to come back, he had a knife, fork and chopsticks in his hand.

Song Song smiled when he saw it: "My eldest young master, what are you doing?"

"As for!" Fang Yue nodded seriously, "Otherwise, what if I get it on my face?"

"Wash~"

"What if I can't wash it clean?"

"Wash twice more."

"There will still be a smell after washing. Especially if you hold the sauce inside with your hands, there may be a residual smell in your nails, which is difficult to remove. I have to go to work in the afternoon. This smell may stick to the keyboard. and the mouse, if—"

"Stop!" Song Song made a pause gesture.He knew that once Fang Yue started to explain his logic, it would be easy to immerse himself in it, and if you didn't agree with him, it would be endless, so he stopped Fang Yue before he got excited. "Let's eat, don't talk about it, or you will be late when you go back."

Fang Yue glanced at the time, and it was indeed running out, so she quickly picked up a knife and fork and "divided" the poor barbecue roll on the plate.

The other two rough guys finished eating the barbecue rolls with their hands, wiped their hands with a napkin, and it took less than 10 minutes. When they turned their heads, they found that Fang Yue had just eaten a tenth of it, and there were even more on the plate. The scattered insides looked much more embarrassed than them.But Fang Yue himself was unlucky to care about those things, he cared more about his own image than the mess on the plate.

Under the watchful eyes of the other two, Yue still ate slowly at his own pace. He had long been used to being watched by passers-by, classmates, and colleagues. What he is most familiar with when he grows up is the admiration of others. line of sight, so don't panic at all.

After eating lunch in an embarrassingly quiet manner, Fang Yue didn't finish eating the barbecue roll that she had "dismembered" in the end.

"I won't go back with you guys. I'm full and sleepy, so I'll go back to bed first~ You guys come on!" Song Song really yawned as he spoke, and it was hard to say whether it was real or just pretending.

"Okay~ See you later." Fang Yue waved to him.

Song Song waved to Xiang Rong: "Bye bye, little brother~ Fang Yue's temper will get worse after getting to know you, so bear with it~ Try not to hit him, and don't hit him in the face, or he will cry if he gets hurt die."

"Go, go! If you can't talk, don't talk!" Fang Yue yelled at Song Song impatiently.

Song Song waved to Xiang Rong and was pushed away by Fang Yue.Pushing him more than ten meters away, Fang Yue turned around and walked back: "Let's go. It will be too late if we don't go back."

Xiang Rong looked at the distance, stepped back and waved goodbye to the two of them. Song Song also waved subconsciously before following Fang Yue's footsteps.

"You have a good relationship?" Xiang Rong asked.

"I don't want to admit it, but it is."

"How long have you known each other?"

"College classmate."

"How old do you know each other?"

"...You..." Fang Yue stopped and looked at Xiang Rong, "A household check?"

Xiang Rong panicked, but still had a slight smile on his face: "Oh, what? I'm not even qualified to ask questions? Do you want to receive an email with a video attachment in the email?"

Fang Yue hesitated: "...I was wrong."

"It's good to know. How old are you?"

Xiang Rong took the lead and started to walk forward again, Fang Yue followed.

"A freshman semester."

"A professional?"

"No. He studied computers."

"How did you meet?"

"Society."

Hearing the club, Xiang Rong's heart beat faster.

Getting acquainted in the club and becoming good friends is what he has always fantasized about.But I can only think about it, I didn't expect others to realize it.He has plenty of envy besides envy.

Xiang Rong stopped talking with a sullen face, and walked quickly towards the office building with his head sullen.

After walking for a while, I found that there were no footsteps behind me. When I turned my head, Fang Yue had already been left far behind.Xiang Rong folded his arms and ordered to Fang Yue: "Aren't you afraid of being late if you walk so slowly? Keep up."

Fang Yue hurriedly followed, he didn't understand why the little bastard had such a bad temper, he seemed to have a good chat with Song Song in the restaurant just now, why did he become fierce again in a blink of an eye?

Fang Yue, who dared not speak out, followed up obediently. Before he had time to complain a little, Xiang Rong took a big stride and continued walking.

Just like that, one of the two was jealous and walked fast, and the other was half-walking and half-running to catch up. When they arrived at the company downstairs, Yue was already short of breath.He didn't eat much lunch because of his image, and he felt that he had already digested a lot of exercise.Fang Yue touched her flat stomach, thinking that luckily she had the biscuits given by her former colleague in the drawer.

In the blink of an eye, it was the off-duty time, and Fang Yue had already secretly finished eating a small packet of biscuits before barely persevering until the off-duty time.Today is Friday. Colleagues get off work one by one on time. Basically, they shut down the phone, take their bags, and get up in one go, all done in an instant.

"That..." Fang Yue couldn't sit still anymore, turned off the computer, and tapped the table beside her, "Should I go home today or..."

Xiang Rong read half of the document, and the work assigned from Fang Yue in his hand was not completed according to his own ideas because of his lack of proficiency. He came back from his lunch break and didn't even go to the bathroom until it was time to get off work. Now Fang Yue asked him this question I was very anxious in my heart, anxious that I would not live up to my strength.Fang Yue might have finished this work in two hours, but it took him four hours to finish it.

Xiang Rong, who was angry with himself, was really in no mood to "threat" Fang Yue and went home with him. He waved: "It's the weekend today, you can go. I'll stay for a while."

"HR..."

"I know, just for a while. I'll print something. You go home first. Aren't you hungry? Go eat."

"Ah?" Fang Yue was taken aback, "How do you know I'm hungry?"

Xiang Rong pressed the print button, and the printer not far away began to work quickly. He turned his chair and looked at Fang Yue: "Senior, you gnawed a large bag of biscuits in my ear all afternoon, how could I not know?" ?”

"..." Fang Yue wanted to struggle and say that he didn't eat that much, it was just a small packet, but after thinking about it carefully, he decided to forget it.It is meaningless to hold the respect in this way, and the best strategy is now.

run away.

Fang Yue turned around and left with her bag on her back.

"stop!"

"Why? Can't you go?"

"Have you said goodbye to me? Is senior so rude?"

"Then...bye."

"Well, bye. Don't forget breakfast on Monday."

"Oh……"