Chapter 817： The president is a voice control! 31

Qiao Sirui didn’t like this kind of repetitive work the most. The two of them were sitting in a small pavilion in the community. With the stack of reports in his hands, Qiao Sirui raised his brows, flipped it, and said lightly, “This piece should It's all done."

Chu Ci responded. The little girl sat on a small stone bench, supporting her cheeks, looking a little bored, her soft hair was rubbed a little messy, she pouted slightly, looking at this in front of her. The guy who worked hard finally couldn't help but said, "Senior, did you join with Senior Liang when you participated in this kind of activity?"

I could see the complaint in the eyes of the little girl at a glance. Qiao Sirui gave a chuckle, raised his hand and pressed it on Chu Ci's forehead. Holding the pile of investigation reports in his other hand, he gently called on Chu Ci's forehead. on.

Then he leaned back a little lazily, his dark eyes with a smile.

Next to it was an artificial lake. The autumn breeze passed by, and the water waves were light. The leaves of the trees next to it were also falling so lightly, leaving a faint trace on the water, which was washed by the current to the side near the shore.

I heard this person holding the pile of research reports in his ears, and the rushing sound left by the papers touching each other, Chu Ci raised his hand to cover his forehead, her beautiful eyes widened slightly, watching Qiao Sirui, before he spoke, he listened to this man's arrogant opening, with a somewhat arbitrary smile, "This is to temper you, little girl, to learn from the senior."

Chu Ci's cheeks bulged and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips.

Learn something? What to learn? Learn how you are lazy in the back? Chu Ci slightly puffed his lips, put his hand on the table, blinked a pair of eyes and looked at Qiao Sirui in front of him, muttering lowly, "Is it not as useful as me?"

With a smile in his eyes, Qiao Sirui watched Chu Ci's hair being blown up by the curling autumn wind. He still leaned back lazily, holding the pile of questionnaires in his hand, and took a black out of his pocket. The wallet came, took out a few coins, and hooked Chu Ci.

Chu Ci blinked, originally didn't want to pay attention to this guy, but in the end he couldn't help but leaned forward, "What's the matter?"

The smile in Qiao Sirui's eyes was even stronger.

Was beckoning to you and you came over, so behaved?

‘Qiao Sirui’s love value +2, currently 31. ’

He stuffed these coins into Chu Ci's hands.

The coin in his hand still contained residual warmth. Chu Ci lowered his head and glanced down. Without knowing what he was trying to do, he listened to this person with a faint smile while curling his lips, calling people lazily.

"Those who can work harder, there are vending machines over there, and the little girl works harder, go buy two bottles of water back."

Looking at the coin in her palm, Chu Ci:...

"Senior, you are bullying people." Chu Ci squeezed the coin in her hand, and finally spoke solemnly against the person in front of her.

This person responded motionlessly, caught Chu Ci's accusation, and naturally urged the little girl to go.

Obviously, he is very comfortable with bullying, and there is no trace of guilt.

The young man in the army green jacket sits in the wind like this, usually with a slightly mocking smile on his lips. The dark eyes are bright, as if soaked in light. The autumn wind and fallen leaves often follow him. Sliding down behind him.