Yan Ge frowned and joked: "No wonder he can be the boss."

She eats refreshingly, so her voice is light and soft.

The thought of the bald boss was interrupted. He looked up and squinted at the words, and squinted at the garbage left by her, which was almost the same as the hill.

It hurts!

The woman looked thin and small, and did not expect to be so edible.

This should be okay before, in this mode, raising her can eat people into poor eggs.

He suddenly regretted calling her.

However, listening to her voice, I felt that it was actually good to sit with her like this.

Yange: "Do you still belong to thunder abilities?"

Can such things be told to others casually?

He doesn't even tell others how he advances.

Instantly wanted to kill her.

The bald boss squinted slightly, staring at Yange.

Yan Ge stared at him with a smile, without feeling any problem with his words.

The bald boss pursed his lips and did not respond.

With a wave of his hand, he took back all the snacks on the table: "If you're full, get out, I'm going to sleep."

"Good baldness," said the words, saying that he had made a mistake and immediately changed his words: "good boss."

Bald boss: ...

I ate her so much.

He stared at her, with a vocal danger: "What do you call me?"

Yan Ge smiled at him: "Boss, boss, boss ..."

The bald boss wasn't infected by her smile at all, and her lips twitched as if smiling: "Bald?"

Yange: "In fact, it is not wrong to call you bald. You look in the mirror yourself, you are now a bald, but it is not good to just expose you short. This is my fault, I admit it, I'm sorry."

Bald boss: "I'm not bald."

Yan Ge stared at his bare head, opened his mouth, and couldn't say against him that this was not bald.

So decisively silent, looking at him with sympathetic eyes only: "Don't be excited, it's my fault, and I promise not to poke you short before you ..."

The bald boss interrupted her: "I'm not bald, I bald because I thought I had trouble washing my hair and wasting water, so I shaved my hair."

Yan Ge nodded to understand.

But her sympathetic eyes clearly did not mean so.

The bald boss stared at Yange with a heavy eye.

It's almost like staring at a dying man.

After all, Yange ate the shortest of others, but helplessly: "Well, I believe you."

As she spoke, the last string of the bald boss was completely broken.

He strode towards Yange.

Yange took a step back and his body was already leaning against the door.

Really wondering if this guy is going to fight her here to make up for his bald name.

The bald boss walked up to her, put his hands on the door, and surrounded her.

He bowed his head and stared down at Yange: "Gouzi, my name."

Yan Ge slightly raised his head and stared at him in surprise: "Dog?"

This name is quite chic.

However, it sounds slightly better than baldness.

So after a brief surprise, Yange said again and again: "Hello, my son, my name is Yange."

Gouzi: ...

He stared at Yange, his golden eyes, now dark.

Probably always on the edge of blackening.

Grinding his teeth, he said word by word, "Dragging and dying, tirelessly."

Words of Song: ...

These two words could not have been hit together.

But such a combination is still interesting.