Su Manyu didn't get me at all. She wanted to open the door, but I locked it inside.

Su Manyu pulled several times without success, she wanted to put her little hand out of the window, I was about to touch her little hand, scared her back.

Rascal!

"You Su Manyu was so angry that he jumped outside, while I lay leisurely on my back and said deliberately, "my name is Yezhong."

"Who asked your name? imagine oneself as the favourite of one of the opposite sex! Shame on you Su man scolded angrily.

"Ah? Miss Su, you didn't ask me my name. I'm sorry. I'm not listening It's interesting to quarrel with Manyu. I like to see her angry and helpless.

In the past, she oppressed me so much that I couldn't speak. Now, I finally find this feeling of long absence.

Only in this way can I feel that the man Yu in front of me is real and real, not the character I imagined.

Once upon a time, I wanted to talk to her only in dreams or memories.

I fell into memory and fantasy, this scene reminds me of my little bit with Manyu or Manxue. I can't help but show a happy smile on my face. All this is in Manyu's eyes. She may mistakenly think that I am teasing her.

Is man Yu a person who is willing to be teased?

She was so angry that she couldn't open the door. She raised her foot and kicked at the banquet. Sister, this is your car, not mine.

Don't you feel bad?

Man Yucai didn't care so much. She lost all her shoes in the continuous violence. She kicked the door with her feet in black stockings, and her feet didn't hurt?

Self abuse?

I'm afraid to hurt Manyu's foot, so I quickly open the door inside. Manyu doesn't care whether her foot is injured or not, but comes up and kicks me. In such a small space in the cab, I have no place to hide, so I can only let her do mischief.

I languidly said: "gentle point, I am afraid of pain."

How to listen to this, how ambiguous.

Manyu is even more angry, and little pink fist falls on me like raindrops.

My whole body is full of muscles, and the rebound force is not small. Manyu's thin arms and legs don't hurt me at all. On the contrary, there is a feeling of itching all over my body. Physically speaking, the forces interact with each other. When her fist hits my muscles, it rebounds. I don't hurt her, but it hurts.

Manyu played for a while, holding her head down and feet squatting on the ground, gently rubbing the injured place, which scared me. The delicate Manyu is not me, delicate, don't really be hurt by me.

I quickly got out of the car and asked with concern, "Miss man Su, are you ok?"

"Get out of here!" Su Manyu raised her head slightly and roared. Her eyes were full of water. She seemed to want to cry, but she didn't want to cry in front of outsiders.

After so many years, she still likes to pretend to be strong, carrying outsiders on her back every time she cries.

I feel distressed and regret that I made a big joke with her, which made Manyu feel aggrieved. I don't care what she scolded me, and I don't care what she yelled at me. I only care about her mood, her body, her health and happiness.

I squatted beside Manyu. Manyu gave me a push in anger. I squatted and didn't move. She was angry and pushed hard. I still didn't move.

"Get out of here. I don't want to see you! " Man Yu saw that I didn't want to leave again. He couldn't push me, so he just let me go, just like in the conference room.

I suddenly put away my smiley face and said in a serious tone, "I want to see you!"

When I said this, Manyu just looked up and met my infatuated eyes, her body trembled, or we fought for so long, this is my most serious and sincere time.

Manyu quickly lowered his head, did not dare to look into my eyes, whispered: "you - what do you want? I-I - "

Manyu" I "for a long time, but I couldn't go on.

I didn't say anything more. Instead, I stretched out my hand to help Manyu rub her feet. She just kicked the door and must have hurt her feet. Manyu dodged. I insisted. She dodged again. I didn't give her a chance to escape.

I pressed her feet and rubbed them gently. Manyu wanted to withdraw her feet. Unfortunately, her strength was too small. How could she succeed? She glared at me and I ignored her. I just rubbed her feet for her and did nothing else.

I used some inner strength in my hand. After rubbing Manyu's feet hot, she will feel a bit chilly. But it's comfortable. Manyu is a little embarrassed at first, and her whole body is taut. But as this feeling becomes more and more comfortable, her body gradually relaxes, and she has some infatuation.

After a long silence, I suddenly asked her, "are you better?"

"Well." Manyu casually agreed, and then felt that it was not appropriate. How could she speak to me in such a soft voice, and said with a cold face: "you don't respect the leadership, you are not a qualified employee. Go back and I'll fire you. "

"Ha ha."

Su Manyu twisted his brow and asked, "what are you laughing at? Do you think I'm not qualified to fire you? "Manyu is so cute. She is clearly out of breath and pretends to be my leader. It's really amusing. I changed my face to a grim one and said, "you have the right, but you will not."

"Why?"

"Because you lost the bet to me and said in front of so many people that you would take me out of the ordinary. You are such a smart, beautiful and trustworthy woman, you will never beat yourself in the face."

"You Manyu was angry with me, but after all, nothing could hurt me.

I said with a smile: "Miss Su, you forget that I have just introduced you. My name is Ye Zhong."

"Go away! Who cares what you call, what you call what you like! "

Manyu pushed me away and got up from the ground by herself. She tried. Her feet didn't hurt any more. She waved her hand and said, "get on the bus."

Su Manyu opened the back door and got in.

I want to tease Man Yu and pretend to ask, "Miss Su, don't you drive by yourself?"

Man Yu said to me: "how can I lead my own car? Then why do I want you to be a driver?"

"Well. Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, I'll drive, I'll drive. "

Su Manyu finally made me look back. This time, I managed to pull back the game, but I was happy. A small face was like a flower.

I wonder, this woman is really strange, clearly do not hate me in the heart, but the mouth is stubborn, showing a look of hate me.

I think just now, if someone else dares to touch her feet, maybe an ear scraper will be pulled out, and I will make her angry again and again. If she is a man who doesn't care, she won't talk to each other at all, how can she fight with me?

Is Manyu the same as me? Although her memory is gone, the beautiful feeling is still there.

I'm not Manyu. Naturally, I don't understand what she thinks at this time. But I can be sure that Manyu doesn't exclude me, but she may not be used to it or resent it. Maybe she is also contradictory.