Chapter 30.1

The palm center is also suffused with a touch of pink, we can see how hard the two palms are.

The big hand with distinct bone joints covered it and gently rubbed it. The black eyes like ink flashed with heartache. The tone was gentle but slightly reproached: "when you see Shaojin's face is so red and swollen, you know that you must have used all your strength. Is it not painful to play this way?"

"You Isn't she in love? " Liang Xiaoyu looks at Xin Zezhao stupidly. For a moment, he can't figure out the situation, but looking at his gentle and indulgent expression, his loss disappears.

"Naturally, someone will love her. I just need to love you. Next time, I'll take care of myself. It's silly to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. "

"But I slapped her twice." Liang Xiaoyu ignores the warmth and emotion from her heart and looks at Xin Zezhao stubbornly. She has not forgotten Xin Zezhao's anger when she was wronged last time.

Xin Zezhao raised his eyes, sighed slightly, and asked, "then why did you hit her?"

"Because she did it first." Liang Xiaoyu pursed her lips and felt a few grievances at the bottom of her heart. She felt like she was bullied outside and could complain when she came home.

"Well, so you're right." Xin Zezhao nodded seriously and rubbed the palm of her hand without stopping.

Liang Xiaoyu had never thought that it would be this kind of result. When she saw Xin Zezhao's cold face before, she thought that she would be scolded at least. She had mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.

Xin Zezhao saw the daze on Liang Xiaoyu's face. His narrow eyes were as bright as diamonds. He asked in a low voice, "don't you want me to believe you?"

Cool small Yu smell speech, a change in the previous daze and dull, eyes filled with white fog gradually dissipated, just like the bright moonlight, bright and moving, the whole person in high spirits.

It's a long time since she's been trusted and spoiled.

Both moved and delighted, Liang Xiaoyu pours on Xin Zezhao, buries his head in his arms, and holds his waist tightly with both hands. It seems that he is afraid that if he doesn't do so, the rare happiness in front of him will slip away quietly.

In the face of Liang Xiaoyu's embrace, Xin Zezhao's mouth is full of smiles. Her slender hands caress Liang Xiaoyu's smooth hair skillfully and gently.

After a while, Xin Zezhao said faintly: "Shaojin is my younger sister who I grew up with, and she is also a public figure. If she says something bad to you in front of the public, then we will have a bad ending!"

"Well." Cool small remaining consciousness will hand more tight for a while, still arrive at Xin Ze Zhao hard chest, don't want to raise head, just lightly should a.

Then it seemed to think of something, and added: "after that, as long as she doesn't trouble me, I won't provoke her. She was my boss before, and I'm still a little afraid. Now the internship is coming to an end, and she treats me like this, I'll tear my face! Anyway, the slap she wronged me before, I have returned it with interest. "

"Well, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you don't have to suffer. If something goes wrong, I'll be there."

Although the words are cold, but Liang Xiaoyu's nose is suddenly sour, and her eyes are also red. She has never felt so satisfied. The feeling of being cared for is so beautiful.

"Yes, yes." The sound like water and song has already brought some nasal sounds and crying. Xin Zezhao stroked her hair again, which made her feel distressed. This silly hedgehog was so easily satisfied.

After a few days.

Emily, the Secretary of Xin Zezhao, walked to the president's office step by step. In the past, Jun's face, which always had a bright smile, was a little anxious. She was no longer idle and cynical, and her aura was a little compelling.

Liang Xiaoyu just went out of the office, so that Emily could meet her face to face. Emily pursed her lips and glanced at her faintly. Without saying a word, she walked around her and went to the office.

Liang Xiaoyu doesn't quite understand why Emily looks at her with such strange eyes, as if she has stolen her treasure.

"Mr. Xin." As soon as Emily came in, she couldn't wait to call Xin Zezhao.