Chapter 11

When Luo Xiaoxiao cleans the office to the point where Ouyang ye can barely see it, she is too tired to straighten up.

"I'll make do with it, and then the office will be handed over to you according to this standard." Ouyang Ye looks at Luo Xiaoxiao, who is lying on the chair, gasping for breath, and says in a relaxed tone.

Luo Xiaoxiao immediately jumped up like a cat with its tail trampled: "why? I'm a secretary, not a cleaner. "

Ouyang Ye picked half eyebrows: "so?"

Luo Xiaoxiao rightfully raised his head and unswervingly defended his professional dignity: "this matter is not my scope of work at all! So it's not for me to do it. "

Ouyang Ye nodded and said with regret, "I was going to let you clean the office to pay for my clothes. Since you don't want to, that's OK."

Luo's small eyes lit up immediately: "how much is a time!"

Big boss slowly opened his mouth to spit out two words: "two thousand."

Luo Xiaoxiao quickly calculated it in his heart. If it's 2000 or 100000 yuan a day, that's 50 times, nearly two months.

Although she was tired to be a dog every day, the thought of paying off her debt made her feel energetic.

"It's a deal!"

The big boss is not slow to say, "it's hard to chase a horse."

Luo Xiaoxiao thinks that he will soon be free of debt. His smile turns into a crescent moon. He doesn't notice that someone not far away is smiling too.

When I was about to leave work, an unexpected guest came into the office. It was Dongfang Yu.

As soon as he came in, he played with his own pair of naturally built-in power peach blossom eyes and said hello to Luo Xiaoxiao with a smile: "Xiaoxiao."

Luo Xiaoxiao pretended to nod calmly: "I'll make coffee for you."

With that, he walked over to the tea room.

It's unreasonable that a man should be so handsome! I can't control myself, OK?

If that night's man really is he, oneself also is not to lose!

"What's the matter with you?"

Dongfang Yu listened to Ouyang Ye's disgusting tone and said, "if it's OK, I can't come to you. As for such a disgusting look?"

Finish saying and mysteriously close to him, looking at Luo small leave direction: "you this secretary is good."

Ouyang Ye looks up at him. The light in his eyes is familiar to him. It has always been revealed by the women he is interested in.

Dongfang Yu has been crossing the flowers for such a long time, and none of the women he likes can escape his pursuit.

He suddenly cold tone: "don't touch her."

Dongfang Yu looked at him as if he had found a different continent: "isn't it? Are you interested in her, too? "

Ouyang Ye glances at him. Thinking of his first meeting with Luo Xiaoxiao, he says coldly, "she's my man."

Dongfang Yu curled his lips: "usually I tease you downstairs, those beauties have never seen you say so."

Ouyang Ye ignores the ridicule in his words, but repeats one side again word by word: "don't touch her."

Luo Xiaoxiao just came in with his coffee. Seeing how close they were, he was embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I didn't disturb your conversation, right?"

"How can I disturb you?" Dongfang Yu, regardless of the blade like eyes behind him, welcomed him with a smile.

Luo Xiaoxiao put the coffee in front of them. Dongfang Yu took a sip of it and then said, "Xiaoxiao, are you free tonight?"

"No, what's the matter?" Luo Xiaoxiao is a little confused.

Dongfang Yu took out two movie tickets from himself and blinked: "I just have two movie tickets here. If you have time, why don't you go to see them with me?"

"Ah?" Luo Xiaoxiao was a little surprised.

Dongfang Yu held out her wrist and shook her like a spoiled child: "OK, if you don't accompany me, I'll have to sit alone in the cinema."

Luo Xiaoxiao This tone of voice how to feel like so ruthlessly abandoned him.

Ouyang Ye shoots an eye knife at Dongfang Yu to warn him that it is enough.

But dongfangyu's mouth is slightly raised.

It's rare to see a big iceberg look like this.

"Little, will you?"

Luo small can not resist his offensive, nodded: "good."

Anyway, I have questions to ask him.

Ouyang Ye's face turned black in an instant.

But the smile on Dongfang Yu's face is more brilliant.

"It's still office time." Ouyang Ye stares at Luo from small cold voice way.

Luo small sensitive feeling way, he seems to be unhappy, but also don't know who provoked him.

It's Ouyang ye who helps Luo Xiaoxiao sort out things and deal with things. Although they don't speak directly, every now and then he looks at her and she smiles at him, which makes Ouyang Ye feel a nameless fire.As soon as it's time to get off work, Dongfang Yu can't wait to pull Luo Xiaoxiao to say goodbye to him.

Looking at the back of the two people walking away side by side, Ouyang Ye's face looks like a layer of frost.

Release the right hand holding the pen, the completely deformed pen was pitifully thrown into the trash.

……

Along the way, Luo Xiaoxiao always wanted to ask that question directly, but he was always changed by Dongfang Yu.

Let her down.

But thinking that there was still a lot of time to come, she immediately sank.

When they walked into the cinema, the film had already started. With the dim screen light, it was not difficult to see that all the people in the cinema were in pairs.

Dongfang Yu took her to a seat.

Looking around casually, Luo Xiao sees a couple embracing and kissing each other.

It made her blush.

By the dim light, many lovers have begun to intimate, Luo small listen to the ear how can not ignore the sound, feel like a needle felt.

Suddenly, a hand tentatively grasped her right hand. It was Dongfang Yu sitting on her right side that made her body tense immediately.

Dongfang Yu touched Luo's little hand and just put in a bucket of popcorn.

I know dongfangyu can't see it, but Luo Xiaoxiao still has some embarrassment.

I just imagined him to be that kind of person.

A movie time, listening to the sound around, Luo Xiaoxiao feel like a century in general.

When he came out of the cinema, Dongfang Yu blinked apologetically: "sorry, I didn't know..."

He was obviously referring to the movement of people around him.

Luo small face up a layer of red, stuttered back: "nothing, and can't blame you."

A gust of wind blowing, wearing a skirt of Luo small some shrunken arms.

A warm clothes suddenly covered he