chasing wife crematorium

Chapter 42 is typing

But if it is a redemption, some things are also weird.

Take, for example, getting off work on Monday.

When she came out of the shower, she found that Su Lang had called her on WeChat.

She was quite surprised at the time, after all, the dialogue page with Su Lang still stayed on the good night.

I was relieved that Su Lan knew how to work seriously after get off work, so she saw Su Lan asking: "Does Qingzhou have any female stars that she likes?"

Well, the working thing is impossible and never will be possible.

Although she was puzzled, she patiently replied to Su Lan: "No."

Usually, she doesn't like to watch TV series, and she doesn't watch many movies either. The main way to pass the time is to read books.

So chasing stars has nothing to do with her.

Su Lan seemed to be right next to the phone, and it was showing the status of inputting.

But Feng Qingzhou waited for a full half an hour, but he didn't see the other party exporting Chou Yinmao.She guessed that it was WeChat, so she ran to find Wangzai to feed it.When she came back from the torment, she saw Su Lan and asked her 3 minutes ago: Then do you usually read novels, and what kind of novels do you like?

Feng Qingzhou returned quickly: look.Omnivorous, watch as you like, prefer suspenseful genres.

It's typing again.

WeChat was really twitching today, she complained in her heart, turned on the computer, and continued to deal with business.

Before going to bed, the phone rang again.

She opened the screen, except for work and other miscellaneous news, a red dot on Su Lan was particularly obvious.

Su Lan asked: What do you think of the news about xx and xx.

Feng Qingzhou's consciousness was fuzzy, and he didn't know these two people at all, so he replied casually: "I don't know."

Then I ignored the twitching "typing", adjusted the vibration mode, turned off the lights and fell asleep.

The next day, Feng Qingzhou came to work energetically, only to find that Su Lang's dark circles were comparable to those of a panda.

She kindly asked Su Lan: "What's the matter? Do you want to ask for leave?"

Su Lang didn't speak, just looked at her faintly, and then said in a sluggish way: "No need."

In view of the above, Feng Qingzhou summed up all the strange signs of the week, and confirmed one thing - Su Lang was admitting his mistake to himself.

Feng Qingzhou is a talkative leader, and he gave Su Lan a whole week to confess her mistakes, although she is not rare.

No matter how difficult it is to speak, a week of preparation should be enough, right?That's what she thought on Monday.

……

On Friday, she couldn't sit still.

Seeing that Su Lang was about to leave work, she called Su Lang into the office.

"sit."

Su Lang was extremely cramped, sitting on the chair and looking at the desk uneasily.

Feng Qingzhou put down the document in his hand, crossed his fingers, and before he could speak, Su Lan lowered his head and looked under the chair.

Are you so afraid of her blaming?

Feng Qingzhou was amused in his heart, the remnant sullenness from that night's tossing for a long time was gone, but his face was still faint: "Look up at me."

Su Lang's hair trembled, she didn't move, she still fixed her eyes on the table like a student who made a mistake, as if there were ten thousand taels of gold under it.

Feng Qingzhou sighed softly, stood up, crossed the desk, picked up Su Lang's chin with a pen, and repeated: "Look up at me."

The place where the pen touched the chin was made of metal, which was icy cold, and the temperature of Su Lang's hot skin was two extremes. Su Lang couldn't help but raised her head tremblingly.

Today's Su Lan is different.

There is no difference in the clothes because of work, but it seems that the tidying up is a little more refined.Wait, it seems more than a little.

The eyebrows are thinner than last week, and there are traces of trimming; the eyelashes are curled longer, and they look like butterflies in the blink of an eye, which makes people want to hook them; The ruddy color adds some bright colors, like a freshly made jelly, soft and smooth.

The white shirt worn inside, the buttons spread out, the sexy clavicle line...

And Su Lang's eyes were no longer crystal clear lake water, but more like a submarine volcano that was brewing to erupt, with suppressed sparks flickering in it.

Staring at each other too close gave her the illusion that she would be swallowed by it at any time.

Feng Qingzhou couldn't figure out what Su Lang was thinking again.

She took a step back calmly, and took back the pen: "What did you do wrong that you dare not look at me? If it happened last time, I have already said, as long as you are safe."

Su Lang pressed her hair, covered her red ears due to the distance, and then pretended to be calm and said: "It's not because of what happened last time, and I didn't make a mistake, why do you ask?"

Could it be that Qingzhou knew what she was thinking?

You want to reject her, so you come here to ask her a crime?

Feng Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Didn't make a mistake? Didn't make a mistake. Why is it so strange this week? Find someone to inquire about me, secretly look at me, and ask me some inexplicable questions on WeChat."

baffling?

Su Lang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

If it wasn't for confirming whether the other party was bent or straight, why would she be like this!

Su Lan said angrily, "Can't I just care about the leader?"

Feng Qingzhou folded his arms, expressionless: "Yes, yes, but no salary increase."

Su Lan: "..."

Does she look like someone who cares about salary?

Su Lan, who completely ignored her bad deeds in the past, continued, "I don't care about salary."

Figure you.

She was afraid of frightening Feng Qingzhou, so she swallowed this simple and rustic love words.

Feng Qingzhou turned his pen, noncommittal: "Yes."

Neither of them could figure out what the other meant, so they remained silent.

Su Lang clenched her fists, thinking about the situation this week - not only was she testing whether Feng Qingzhou was bent or straight, she also verified that she was indeed different from Feng Qingzhou during this week.

It was the first time that he wanted to protect someone so much.

It was the first time that he cared about a person so much.

She really likes light boats.

However, if Feng Qingzhou is a straight girl of steel, she will frighten the other party if she is too direct, right?Not to mention how embarrassing it will be to work together in the future if you refuse.

She could only silently recite the four-character secret that Shumian told her: draw it slowly, draw it slowly.

Yes, take your time.

Let Qingzhou depend on himself and cannot be separated from himself, wouldn't it be fine?If the other party likes you, stay together; it doesn't matter if you don't like me, you can still be friends.

Su Lan managed to calm down.

But then, Feng Qingzhou's light words made her immediately fail: "Su Xiaolan, have you... fallen in love with someone?"

Hearing this question, Su Lan's heart felt as if she had been sprayed with wind oil, or the kind with super strong peppermint added.

Does Feng Qingzhou know?

Then... Confession?

No, I don't know whether the light boat is curved or straight. If I say it rashly and get rejected, I have to work together every day, which is too embarrassing.Didn't you just say that you want to draw it slowly?

If you don't confess, how can you explain this problem?

Wait, is it possible that Qingzhou asked casually?

Su Lang pinched the corner of the chair, and looked at Feng Qingzhou very calmly: "Why do you ask that?"

The enemy does not move, I do not move.

Nice!

Although, this nice Miss Su is already trembling in her hands and feet.

Feng Qingzhou tilted his head and guessed: "Women are pleasing to themselves, you have changed so much this week, and it's not because you made a mistake to be obedient, then you must have fallen in love with someone."

Qingzhou really knows herself too well...

Su Lang didn't know whether she should be happy or sad, she had to blurt out the words "I like you" several times, she had to cover her mouth, nervous and anxious.

"Don't be afraid, if you fall in love with someone, just say it, although I said before that it will affect your work, but...in fact, it doesn't affect that much."

Seeing Su Lang's hesitant look, Feng Qingzhou's heart sank, he pursed his lips, and said quite seriously.

These words were like a big pendulum, knocking down the building blocks that Su Lang had finally piled up with courage, and she fell down on the chair as if losing strength.

what can we do about it?

Qingzhou doesn't care who she likes at all, and kindly tells her that it doesn't have much influence, it must be because Qingzhou doesn't like her...

She only regards herself as a subordinate and a friend.

The impact of sweet and sour surged up together, and this taste was also the first time.

Su Lang heard her voice hoarse, "I..."

"Is it Yi Feng?" Feng Qingzhou asked calmly.

If it's someone outside the institute, Su Lang naturally doesn't have to worry about going to work every day. After thinking about it, there may be too many people in the institute.

If Su Lang is a straight girl and doesn't like girls, then if Ying Xuan, Nian Qianfan...and herself are excluded, then Yi Feng is the only one left.

Yi Feng and Su Lang are about the same age, both are single, and they are colleagues who get along day and night. They are also warm and cheerful, which is very suitable...

She lowered her head and said softly, "Speaking of which, I'm still your boss, and I'll give you red envelopes when it's made public. With our relationship... Well, don't worry, I won't mind."

Don't worry about it?

That's just don't mind...

Su Lan's heart was broken into pieces.

She didn't know how to explain it, so she simply gave up: "I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Su Lan closed the door heavily and fled in a hurry.

The calmness that Feng Qingzhou had always pretended to disappear with the door closed.

It seems that he guessed right, and there is still an appointment.

So were you scared last time?

Feng Qingzhou turned the pen, thinking absently.

The sadness in my heart hadn't lasted a minute before the door was pushed open again.

Su Lang panted, and without looking at her, she held her head up high and reported as if facing a review: "I love work and never fall in love!"

Feng Qingzhou: "Huh?"

Su Gango, who loves his work, has disappeared without a trace.

"..."

Feng Qingzhou was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled.

She seems to... understand something?

"Buzz."

The phone on the table vibrated twice.

Feng Qingzhou swiped open the screen, it was Su Lan's news.

【Su Xiaolan: Yi Feng and I are colleagues. 】

[Su Xiaolan: Gender is different, how do you fall in love? 】

puff.

Don't dare to speak in person, but dare to send a message online?

Feng Qingzhou smiled and typed: You don't always go straight in front of me, why don't you dare to say it in person this time?

Before sending it, Su Lan seemed to realize the inappropriateness of the message and withdrew it.

Someone who thought he reacted fast enough continued to send a message explaining the withdrawal just now.

【Su Xiaolan: I made a mistake just now, just ignore it. 】

Feng Qingzhou was stunned, and laughed softly.

It's so cute.

[Qingzhou: Huh?I didn't see what you posted. 】

[Su Xiaolan:? ? ? 】

[Su Xiaolan: I won't believe you, you were clearly typing just now, you must have seen it! 】

Feng Qingzhou let out an "ah", that's how it was.

Her smile softened.

[Qingzhou: So, before you asked me what female stars I like, what books I like, why is it always "typing"? 】

Back there quickly.

【Su Xiaolan: ...Because I was thinking about how to ask without being abrupt, so I thought about it for a long time. 】

The wind is light and the boat is persuasive.

[Qingzhou: Then why ask? 】

Su Lan didn't hesitate.

【Su Xiaolan: Because... I want to know you better. 】

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The author has something to say:

I don't know why, but now I see this chapter...

I feel like I've turned into a lemonade.

Sour!