Chapter 9

Luo Xiaoxiao was sitting on the dining table. He didn't dare to look at dongfangyu, but he still said, "just now Thank you so much

"What's the point?" Dongfang Yu blinked his peach blossom eyes, with a bit of mischief: "but if I really have a girlfriend like you, I wish."

“……” Luo small some speechless: "you see a girl all say so?"

"How can it be!" Dongfang Yu a face of injustice and grievance: "little how can you think of me like this, I swear, I only treat you like this a girl."

"What do you like about me?"

"This one." The peach blossom eyes of Dongfang Yu showed the look of memory: "at the beginning, when we first met, I thought you were different and fell in love with you."

Lo smacked his lips.

She still has self-knowledge. Her image that day was just like that of a stealthy thief. If he could really like himself like that, it would be hardcore.

But

"Why did you show up at the hotel that day?" Luo Xiaoxiao is a little suspicious. The man she had a relationship with that night was Dongfang Yu.

"Cough." Dongfang Yu immediately embarrassed, a handsome face also some red up: "yes, is to see a friend."

Luo Xiaoxiao asked: "men and women?"

It took Dongfang Yu a long time to say, "female."

Luo small facial expression is anxious: "how long have you known?"

"This..." Dongfang Yu's eyes dodged and vaguely changed the topic: "what do you do when you ask this?"

"Say it Luo Xiaoxiao feels that he is only one step away from the truth. How can Dongfang Yu successfully change the topic.

Moreover, seeing Dongfang Yu's evasive and hesitant look in her eyes made her feel more certain.

Just at this time, the waiter took the prepared lunch to them and said, "ladies and gentlemen, your lunch."

"Good, good." Dongfang Yu stood up as if he had seen a Savior: "little, you get on the bus first, wait for me, I'll pay the bill."

After that, without waiting for Luo's little reaction, he ran away.

"Alas..." Luo Xiaoxiao looks at his back and shrugs. She doesn't need him to be responsible. She just wants to know who she slept with that night. As for running so fast?

Forget it, anyway, I guess it's dongfangyu now!

The rest, slowly verify!

……

"President, your lunch." Luo Xiaoxiao puts his lunch on the table and turns to call Ouyang Ye.

When Ouyang Ye looks up and sees Luo Xiaoxiao, he casually asks, "where's Dongfang Yu?"

"I don't know. After he took me downstairs, he said he had to leave."

Ouyang Ye nodded, got up, sat down on the chair, looked at the lunch on the table, and frowned.

Luo Xiaoyi looked at it and immediately went to it, but he didn't find anything strange about his lunch. It seemed that it was also full of color, fragrance and flavor.

"President, what are you looking at?"

Ouyang Ye pursed his lips: "Why are there carrots in lunch?"

"Ah?" Luo Xiaoxiao did not respond: "what's wrong with carrots?"

"I don't eat carrots." Sitting on the chair, Ouyang Ye crossed his fingers and naturally asked, "don't you even know this?"

"I..."

Luo Xiaoxiao accepted his life and handed his food box forward. He bowed his head and carefully picked out the carrots in it.

In the previous time, Ouyang ye had an appointment at noon, so this was the first time he saw Luo snack lunch.

The food in her lunch box was brought from home, which made him confused.

Tianfeng group's treatment is one of the best in the industry. Why doesn't she go to the canteen?

"You brought your own box lunch?"

"Yes." Luo small head did not lift the answer: "although the food in the canteen is delicious, but I still like to eat their own cooking."

"You made it yourself?" Ouyang Ye looked at her lunch box carefully this time.

The food in it was just a common household dish, and it sold well. I don't know why, he suddenly had an appetite.

"Wait a minute." Ouyang Ye stops Luo Xiaoxiao from picking carrots. He reaches for their lunch and pushes his own to Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes, while she pulls her in front of him.

Luo small gape at his action.

What's the president going crazy about?

"Let's change."

"But the President..." Luo Xiaoxiao looks at the lunch of no less than 1000 yuan in front of him. He looks at the box lunch that Ouyang ye can buy on the street for only 10 yuan.

There is something wrong with this business

Ouyang Ye ignores Luo Xiaoxiao, as if nothing had happened, holding a chopstick of stir fried cabbage, calmly comments: "the heat has passed."Luo Xiaoxiao just watched Ouyang ye eat his own lunch while making a vicious comment. He did not forget to throw all the things he did not like to eat into the bowl in front of him.

Finally, having enough to eat and drink, Ouyang Ye puts down his chopsticks and looks at the stunned Luo Xiao: "do you remember what I just said?"

Luo nodded a little stupidly.

"Good." Ouyang Ye nodded with satisfaction: "make lunch box tomorrow according to what I said."

"Wait!" Luo Xiaoxiao, who almost choked on the news, stared at Ouyang ye in disbelief: "president, you mean You're going to have my box lunch tomorrow? "

"Yes." Ouyang Ye nodded his head. I eat your lunch box to give you face.

"But..." Luo Xiaoxiao swallowed his saliva and struggled: "I only have enough time to make two breakfasts every morning, one for my best friend. If you eat mine, then I'll..."

"Here's mine." Ouyang Ye leaned back in his chair: "don't worry, my lunch is made by the five-star chef of my family, and you won't suffer."

"But If you have a problem with my lunch... "

Ouyang Ye slowly asked: "then you have been eating the food you cooked. What's the problem?"

Luo Xiaoming shook his head for no reason.

"In that case, do you think my body is not as good as you? "Yes?" Ouyang Ye leans over the dining table, just a short distance from Luo Xiaoxiao, who is sitting opposite him.

He breathed the hot breath on Luo's small face, which made her face blush quickly with the speed visible to the naked eye.

Ouyang Ye looks at Luo Xiaoxiao with big eyes that seem to be able to talk. His cheeks are red. An irrepressible impulse comes to his mind. He misses her beauty

But immediately, he quickly with a strong self-control pressure down, calm face of a hammer to end the argument: "it's settled."

"Good..."