[Gu Shuangshuang: People with long hands and long legs hate the most!]

Ye Yu, opposite the network cable, glanced at his long hands and legs, and asked three question marks with guilt.

【Ye Yu is not amateur:???】

After Gu Congxin complained that the news was released, he suddenly realized that her boss was also a boy, and might have long hands and legs, and was handsome and square.

Out of curiosity, she couldn't help asking another question.

【Gu Shuangshuang: Do you have long legs?】

Although Ji Shaoyi is very annoying to bully her because of her long hands and long legs, she still likes long legs Oppa!

Ye Yu, opposite the network cable, was completely unable to figure out what she was thinking. He first said that he hated people with long hands and legs, and then asked him if his legs were long. What did he answer?

He didn't want to be hated by her for no reason, nor did he want to give her the first impression of short legs, so he could only be ambiguous.

【Ye Yu is not amateur: It should be long...】

Gu Congxin: "..." I don't know why, but I always feel that the word "bar" in the boss's last word is full of guilt.

[Gu Shuangshuang: How long is it?]

Ye Yu: "???" Although I know she doesn't mean that, she can't grow...

I always feel that my masculine dignity is being questioned.

So he said coldly and said.

[Ye Yu is not amateur: Do you want to try it after meeting?]

Gu Congxin: "???" Are you fucking prosthetics? Can you still take them down and give me a try?

After complaining inwardly, she felt that the boss was making a joke, and then contacted her above text that looked like a tiger and wolf...

With a swish, the heat on Gu Congxin's face spread from his neck to his ears, causing Lang Qiao, who was sitting next to him to pet a cat, to glance at her in confusion and said, "What's wrong with your face?"

After knowing each other for so many years, she has only seen Gu, the veteran driver, use the art of language to make others blush, and has never seen others beat Gu Congxin to make her cheeks blush, so she never dared to think about this at all.

"No, it's okay." Gu Congxin moved to the corner of the sofa with guilt, "It may be that the weather is too hot."

Some people have a calm look on the surface, but their hearts are already surging. The barrage in their minds is rumbling: I suspect the boss is driving, but I dare not make it clear!

Everyone wants to present the best self in front of the person they like, and so does Gu Congxin.

At present, she just wants to be a gentle, well-behaved, understanding, innocent, pure and flawless fairy in front of the boss. The following is omitted countless disgusting adjectives.

I don’t want to be an old driver who competes with the big guys in terms of speed!

Before she could pretend to be stupid innocence, Ye Yu had already taken the initiative to expose the awkward topic.

【Ye Yu is not amateur: Just a joke.】

Before Gu Congxin could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw him add another secretly.

[Ye Yu is not amateur: I haven't measured the specific length, but it's true that you can play for a year.]

"Cough cough cough..." Gu Congxin choked by his saliva. While she waved her hand to signal Lang Qiao to hand him water, she brainwashed herself wildly: He was talking about legs, he was talking about legs, he was talking about legs...

Don’t think wrongly, don’t think wrongly, don’t think wrongly...

After several sips of water, Gu Congxin finally calmed down that breath and ended the conversation with the ending of "I'm going to cook, I'm going to have a good meal, the boss is here to say goodbye."

Otherwise, she would be afraid that she would not be able to hold back and tear off her pure coat and go on a racing trip with the boss.

If she loses, it would be fine. If she wins, will the boss want to be faceless?

She is not a coward, she is obviously taking care of the dignity of the man who is a big boss!

After finding a perfect excuse for himself, Gu Congxin decisively put down his cell phone and went into the kitchen to cook.

With the help of Gatlin and me, Gu Congxin quickly made four dishes and one soup.

This group of people had been chatting among all the evil people during the holidays, and it was not embarrassing to meet. Instead, they were like old friends who had known each other for many years, crowded together and made a noisy noise, like a nest of little sparrows competing for food.

Gatlin was not active in choosing vegetables, but he was worthy of his weight when eating. Even in the face of Gu Congxin's doubts, he looked righteous: "Although I didn't choose a few vegetables, I've chosen a lot! What is waiting for me is mine, and what is mine is mine. I eat the dishes I chose myself. Is there any problem?"

Gu Congxin suddenly had a 'knock' expression, and his aunt smiled and said, "There is no problem at all, but while you enjoy the shared property of your husband and husband, you must also remember to fulfill your husband's obligations~"

Wait for me: "..."Who am I? Where am I? Why did she turn on the loving mode again after halfway through her meal?

I was blinded by this "holy light of mother's love" and was about to turn my head and ask Lang Qiao what's wrong with her best friend, but someone knocked her back with chopsticks.

Mr. Ji had a stern face and said fiercely: "Don't whisper when eating."

She looks like a primary school student in charge of discipline.

Don’t ask, it’s just that my wife is unhappy when she is forced to hold her.

Wait for me: "..." Who am I? Where am I? Is it still time for me to apply for a transfer now? My teammates are so strange!

Before he could figure out what was strange about his teammates, the doorbell was ringed.

I was sitting in front of the door and waiting for the tool guy. I subconsciously got up and opened the door, and I saw...

At the door was a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue Taoist robe. His frantic middle-length hair was coquettishly curled into waves, draped like seaweed on his shoulders, and a linen bag was placed on his shoulders, which was so bulging that he didn't know what he was carrying.

Before I could speak, he shook the fortune telling banner in his hand and said, "Is this the base of all the evil teams?"

When I looked at the words "Ask for divination and fortune telling" printed on the fortune telling banner, I subconsciously said: "Master, we don't tell fortunes."

The next second, he saw the master quickly overturning the fortune telling banner in his hand, which read: Professional film.

Wait for me: "???" Are even so many fortune tellers nowadays?

Although he was a little surprised, he still said warmly: "No film is applied."

“Where is home appliance repair?”

Wait for me to shake my head.

"Funeral marriage?"

Wait until I continue to shake my head.

“There is not even a waste product to sell?”

When I nodded, I was about to say politely but gracefully, 'Please go back' when I heard him say something unusual: "It's okay, I'm not here to do business anyway."

After successfully stumbled into me, the master who was full of untuning all over his body flirted with hair and said in a frightening sentence: "Hello, my name is Shi Bai. I am the future manager of your team and the father of your coach Cheng."

Looking at his "born unrestrained and unrestrained love for freedom", I fell into deep thought again: Who am I? Where am I? Why are the members of our team becoming more and more strange?
Chapter completed!