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"you're awake?"

After asking Bai Muchuan, he probably thought this sentence was quite useless. He coughed a little, "Have you eaten breakfast?"

"Eat." Xiang Xiang said while putting the computer in his backpack. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is going on today, you can rest at home."

"Oh?" Xiang Xiang made a move.

She was alone in the quiet room.

At the end of the phone line, Bai Muchuan breathed shallowly.

Xiang Wan heard his heart, beating out of his chest.

Slowly, she put down her computer bag, "I won't go to work the next day...Isn't it good?"

Bai Muchuan was silent for a while, his voice was a little soft, he could not hear emotions, but he was a little softer than before.

"It was snowing all night last night. It was cold, anyway, the unit was fine, no need to come out and suffer!"

This sentence is very sincere.

The heartstrings stretched toward the night, slowly loosened.

She is familiar with Bai Muchuan, and sometimes she is more familiar with herself than herself. At this moment, he should have some small emotions, but it is not as serious as she thought, and it will not affect each other's work for this.

Adults will inevitably have small emotions in life.

Xiang Wan's eyebrows lightly flicked, um, try to keep calm.

"Well, thank you for your leadership!"

Bai Muchuan did not speak.

Xiang Wan was sensitive to the short-term discomfort caused by this "leadership".

She raised her lips and smiled again, "Yesterday I submitted the report and was approved by the leader. You can really not go before the case has no new progress. The leader is so compassionate to me, how do you say I should repay you? Or'toll-free exchange' tonight?"

Bai Muchuan's breath was stagnant.

For a moment, he sighed softly, "Today the oldest five called and I didn't bother you."

Obviously, this is his explanation that is not interpreted.

Xiang Wan didn't know if the fifth man was a guilty man, nor was he ready to ask.

Some things are too deep to make sense.

"Oh," she said.

The atmosphere is slightly stiff.

Bai Muchuan was silent for a while, "Aren't you happy?"

"No!" Xiang Xiang listened and smiled, "It's just strange, why are you suddenly being polite? It's awkward."

"..." Bai Muchuan was silent again.

Waiting for a moment, he did not hang up the phone, nor did he follow, she smiled faintly.

"Okay, then go busy. I will...really stop going today?"

Well, Bai Muchuan added another sentence: "Actually, you are directly responsible for Zhan Se."

Her identity is her personal assistant!

As long as Zhan Se does not criticize her, others cannot.

This was a very reasonable sentence.

But falling into the ears of Xiangye, the awkward feeling came up again.

Responsible for Zhan Se, not responsible for him, as if invisible, and pulled away from each other.

"it is good."

After finishing a word, she didn't wait for Bai Muchuan to respond, silently hung up the phone, staring at the computer bag for a moment, slowly taking the computer out of the bag, and gently putting it on the computer desk, the movement and speed were extremely slow, just like in the movie Slow motion...

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Quan Shaoteng bowed his head and looked at Bai Muchuan without blinking. He was as if he had lost his soul. His eyes were lonely and sad. His self-confident confidence and pride suddenly disappeared from him. He sat quietly on the office chair and lay on his back like a walking dead.

"Has the ceiling grown?"

Quan Shaoteng snorted and took a chair opposite him to sit down.

"Xiao Bai, even if you see through the ceiling, you can't grow a late night! I advise you, don't waste your time."

Bai Muchuan's eyelids moved, and he looked at him, "You can go."

Quan Shaoteng raised Erlang's legs, seeming to laugh, "Don't tell me, I still have to stay as a love counselor."

"..."

A person who hasn't even talked about love.

"Who gave your face?"

"Idol drama!"

At the beginning of the Tang and early Yuan dynasties, several people often used the "need to make up idol dramas" to tease Quan Shaoteng who had no emotional experience. He never thought that he also teased himself like this, and he threw a dynamite bag at Bai Muchuan.

"From my experience of making up more than one hundred idol dramas, Comrade Xiaobai, you have this symptom... is it lovelorn?"

Bai Muchuan's back stiffened and stared at Quan Shaoteng, his eyes filled with deep coldness, "You force me again, believe it or not, will I throw you out?"

"Thank you!" Quan Shaoteng laughed harder, but he gently stroked his eyebrows, not only did he not go out, but also looked at Bai Muchuan like studying what rare treasures, "However, can you do it?"

"Try it?"

"Come on, don't counsel!"

Quan Shaoteng smiled softly and tapped the desk lazily. "It's just you, under my hands, it's a rookie!"

Bai Muchuan's eyes narrowed in danger, and the fighters squeezed tightly, then released.

"I'm tired, take a break."

The subtext of these words, I don’t care about you, get out.

Can Quan Shaoteng be someone who will follow him if he understands it?

He pulled the chair closer in a panic and took a data bag from Bai Muchuan's table. "Did you sleep last night?"

Bai Muchuan hummed, unreasonable.

Quan Shaoteng rolled his eyelids and squinted at him. "Not only did he not sleep, he also did indescribable things, and he was not energetic today!"

Bai Muchuan: "..."

He straightened his waist suddenly, lifted it after taking a stapler, "Are you going?"

"Don't go! I haven't said it all yet?" Quan Shaoteng blinked and was very happy. "I'm with you. My good brother!"

"Get off..." Bai Muchuan took a breath, put down the stapler, let out the breath again, sat lazily back, closed his eyes, "whatever you want."

"..."

With this move, the power of dictatorship is less.

No matter what he said, Bai Muchuan ignored it.

Soon, Quan Shaoteng was annoyed.

Boring.

too boring.

Quan Shaoteng looked at the time.

He still has more than thirty minutes to go to work.

"Damn, you called me early to watch you sleep?"

"..." No one cares.

"Xiao Bai, I can tell you, it's easy to ask God to give away God! I'm not the one you can afford!"

"..." Bai Muchuan's face didn't change.

"I'm fucking!" Quan Shao Teng Erlang's legs are not staggered, and he straightened up and stared at him, "I really can't understand you guys, even a relationship can be blind J8 toss...... I used to persuade you, it's nothing to talk about love Talking, women have nothing to play with...you don’t listen to me. Now hehehe, who are you injured to see?"

Bai Muchuan did not speak.

Quan Shaoteng glanced at him unhappy.

Heavy punches on cotton are useless.

"Yes, you don't talk to me, I'll find someone else to say--"

He hummed and picked up his phone, "Hello, is it late?"

Bai Muchuan's eyes opened wide, facing Quan Shaoteng's narrow eyes.

Quan Shaoteng raised his chin and smiled proudly and asked, "Are you afraid?"

Bai Muchuan knew that he was fooled, and looked at him with a look of "what can you do with me", and he squeezed his brow, "It's not her business. It's my own problem, don't bother me, let me calm down" A bit, okay?"

"It's none of her business?"

Quan Shaoteng thought for a while, and fell into a trough, lowering his throat. "Aren't you going to have anyone outside?"