Chapter 764

As soon as Han Muzi came back to deliver the documents, she saw sister Lin standing at the door of the Secretary's room, and her face didn't look very good.

"Sister Lin?"

Sister Lin looked at her and was disappointed.

"I thought you were a serious person."

Listening to this, Han Mu Zi felt a thump in her heart, and then asked: "sister Lin, what happened?"

"What did I tell you when I asked you to clean the Shenshao office in the morning?"

Han Mu Zi recalled, and then read out according to what she said: "elder sister Lin said that she loved to be clean and could not see dust."

"Did you do it?"

Han Mu Zi nodded: "of course, how can I not do it?"

God knows she has been doing her best for this career.

"Are you sure you did?" Lin sister squints her eyes and looks at Han Muzi. Her eyes are clear and clear, and there are no other impurities. It doesn't look like she is lying. Isn't she really lazy? Why do you get angry if you clean it less?

On second thoughts, sister Lin could only say, "come with me."

Han Mu Zi can only keep up with her step, two people together to the president's office, all the way, Han Mu Zi are very uneasy, won't come the next day, was fired?

Isn't all her previous efforts in vain?

No, she can't get fired. She has to deal with it.

So Han Mu Zi thought a lot of ways to deal with it in her heart, but I don't know if it was because she was too anxious. Her head was blank, and she couldn't think of anything.

At the door of the office, Han Muzi's heart has begun to accelerate.

The door of the office was not closed, so it was open. Sister Lin still knocked politely, "Shen Shao?"

A low male voice came out of it without any temperature. "Come in."

Cold air pressure. It's all over the office.

Sister Lin closed her eyes, obviously didn't want to touch the moldy head. She took a deep breath and then turned to Han Muzi with a smiling face and said, "don't tell you to go in."

Han Muzi

Although she is smiling, she looks strange. What's the matter?

"Sister Lin, that..."

Lin elder sister didn't give her the chance to speak. She took her arm and pushed her in. She whispered: "how lucky you are. Come on."

Han Muzi didn't come and ask her questions clearly. Sister Lin disappeared, leaving her alone.

"What's the pestle doing there?" The cold male voice spreads, Han Mu purple back suddenly a cool, turn head to go up night Mo Xuan that pair of ink eyes, Han Mu purple in the heart a surprised, then hear him way: "don't roll over to see you do good."

She?

Han Muzi doesn't know what good she has done, but listening to the tone of yemoxuan is definitely not a good thing, so she goes to yemoxuan.

"Deep Less. "

When she called this sentence, she was very awkward, but she couldn't help it. Do as the Romans do. Who let him be named now?

Han Muzi walked to him not far away, looking at him with a puzzled face.

As soon as she came near, the fragrance of her body would linger again. Her breath was full of her own breath. The smell of this woman is not strange?

Glanced at her, she was looking at herself with clear eyes, with an innocent face. She didn't seem to admit her mistake at all.

Night ink Xuan pointed to the windowsill.

Han Mu Zi quickly walked over and looked at it carefully. He found that there was no problem, so he said, "it's very clean here. There's no dust."

He endured his temper and narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure?"

Han Muzi: "not sure."

Ye Moxuan: "I'm not sure."

It's getting really fast.

Taking advantage of his silence, Han Muzi admits her mistake without saying a word.

"I review it because I'm not serious. I'll clean it again right away!"

No matter what happens, it's right to admit her mistake first. She can't follow him now.

Don't wait for the night ink Xuan reaction come over, Han Mu purple then went out of the office to get cleaning tools, and then come back to prepare to clean the office again.

She wiped the windowsill with a damp cloth and studied what was wrong with the window.

Is studying, behind the back spreads the voice of night Mo Xuan.

"Coffee."

Han Mu Zi was stunned for a moment, and then turned to look at him.

Her action makes night Mo Xuan frown, displeased: "don't understand?"

"I'll go right away!" She put down the wet cloth and walked out of the office quickly.

Yemoxuan looks at her thin back and finds that she is limping very often. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all, and Probably because she walked too fast.She hurt her foot?

This idea just flashed over, night Mo Xuan then dangerously narrowed eyes, the black eye ground has undercurrent surging.

Damn it.

What is he thinking?

Han Muzi went to the tea room and made a cup of coffee for yemoxuan. In fact, he was very happy.

Although he frowned when drinking coffee yesterday, she seemed to make another cup later, and he didn't dislike himself, which means that her dose yesterday was right.

But to prevent problems, Han Muzi secretly tasted the coffee for yemoxuan this time.

Sure, Han Muzi just took the coffee to him.

Night ink Xuan has opened notebook in processing work, Han Muzi will coffee to him put down, see he didn't say anything, then quickly went to scrub windowsill.

The windowsill is very wide and large, with a thin mat on it. Han Muzi finds that the quality of the mat is very good, and the color is monotonous. Is it the night ink Xuan's own choice?

Thinking, she bent down curiously and picked up a corner of the mat.

It's OK not to look at it. After looking at it, she found that there was a layer of light ash under the thin pad, which was more obvious under the reflection of the sun. She stretched out her finger and wiped it, and her white fingertips were instantly stained with dust.

Seeing this, Han Muzi suddenly realized.

It turns out that He was referring to the ash under the mat.

Han Mu Zi is a little depressed, the dust under the ground is wiped off, and then he turns back, just to see ye Mo Xuan raise his hand, holding a cup of coffee.

At this moment, the sunshine is just right. Sitting in the office, he has a handsome face, sips his coffee gracefully, and is reflected in the elegant office, just like a beautiful man drawn by a famous artist.

Han Mu purple heart read a move, thought of the cup of coffee or his first drink.

And he, knowing nothing, drank his own coffee.

Originally, she didn't want to do this, but thinking of the relationship between Yemo Xuan and herself, she thought it wouldn't be good to have a drink first.

Think of here, Han Mu purple lips gradually began to smile.

She is willing to approach him so slowly, let him remember himself and come back to him willingly, instead of putting everything he doesn't know in front of him, and then tell him that you must accept it, because this is the truth.

"Is it good?"