"Dewey, give me a glass of ice water." I shouted out of breath, I don't know if it was because of the woman's ecstatic eyes, or because I was afraid of Brother Peng.
"What are you doing?" Dewey handed me a glass of water. I drank it all in one gulp, reached out and returned the cup to him, "One more."
Dewey continued to add water to me with a water glass, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
I drank the second glass of water, looked around mysteriously, and hooked my fingers at Dewey. He leaned over, and I whispered in his ear how I was seduced by Sister Yanyan and bumped into by Brother Peng, and then I told him how Sister Yanyan threw him. Dewey stuck out his tongue while listening.
"That's it! I'm damned, why am I competing with others to be jealous of this woman? I don't mean it at all. I did it purely because I didn't want to offend."
"Who made you look good?" Dewey sneered.
"You look good! I'm not a woman! I just look more normal. I can't be afraid of causing trouble and disfigurement, right?" I hit Dewey on the head.
"What are you doing? Touching my head again! I won't tell you anymore." Dewey straightened his hair angrily, as if to leave.
"Hey, don't go! Is it okay if I don't touch it in the future?" I stopped him. I have known Dewey for two years, and he has long been a good friend and brother I can talk about. I'm not as withdrawn as I used to be, and even though life hasn't improved much, I'm much more cheerful.
"Do you know what a beauty is a disaster? You can be considered a 'green beauty'!" Dewey joked.
The hand I was about to reach out retracted, wanting to touch Dewey's head. Dewey stepped back, not letting down his guard.
"Let me take a closer look at your face." Dewey leaned over again, looked at my face seriously, and pretended to shake his head in thought.
"What are you doing, kid? Are you counting the pores on my face?" I laughed.
He pretended to be deep and said: "I see that you have too many peach blossoms in the corner of your eyes, and you are guilty of peach blossoms. Be careful of women, don't die in a woman's arms."
"Cut, crazy! You can tell fortunes!"
"Hehe, I know a little bit. I learned it from my grandfather in the country before."
"Then you go set up a stall to tell your fortune." I didn't believe his nonsense. Fortune-telling has become commonplace in China. I have seen fortune-telling by people around me since I was a child. If the fortune-telling is really accurate, people will not be able to live.
"Xiao Yang, the boss told you to go." The fat man who came from the direction of the office interrupted my chat with Dewey.
"Oh." I got up and went to the office to tidy up my clothes a little bit. Sister Chen disliked other people's disheveled clothes the most, so I knocked on the door.
"Come in." I pushed the door open and walked in. Sister Chen didn't sit at the desk, so I looked around and saw no one.
"Ah!" There was a sudden exclamation, and I turned around to see that Sister Chen had fallen from the ladder in front of the bookcase. In an instant, I rushed to catch her as fast as I could, even though my arms were not weak. But the momentum was too great, and we fell back more than one meter. Sister Chen's shoulder hit my chest with pain.
"Sister Chen, are you okay?" Although my body was softer than the floor, she was also dizzy from the bump.
"Oh!" Sister Chen moaned slightly, put her hands on my chest, and raised her head. I felt a faint pain in my chest being supported by her like a thousand arrows piercing my heart. She let go of her nervously and fell on me. She looked at me flushed. I gasped, her long disheveled hair spread out, and her flushed cheeks were as attractive as apples. The panic just now removed her usual ruthlessness. Although she only had light makeup on her face, she looked younger and more innocent without too much makeup.
The pain in my body is not just in my chest, the alcohol that was suppressed by the ice water just now is rolling in my stomach. Her body is close to mine, her curvy body is provocative, and her legs are entangled so hard to extricate herself. In the confusion, I couldn't help covering her mouth with my lips, holding my breath all the time, not daring to breathe.
When I thought I was about to suffocate, sister Chen suddenly pushed me away. I was pushed aside weakly and powerlessly by her. She rolled away, got up, and walked away, a series of actions were done in one go. I stared blankly at her, Yu Wen just reminded me of what I had done.
"Get out, get out immediately." The low and cold order made me feel ashamed. I gritted my teeth bitterly, this woman played on me so ruthlessly. I got up and walked out and closed the door forcefully without looking at her. With a suffocated breath, he walked all the way to the locker room. "Boom" I kicked the door of the locker hard, and the iron door was slightly dented immediately. I was not addicted to dying a few times before venting the depression in my heart. I turned and slid down against the door panting, regretting what I had just done, like a wild boar in heat. Am I in love with her? Otherwise why do it?
"Ah" I yelled and rubbed my hair desperately, pulling my hair. I shouldn't be emotional with Sister Chen, it would be a swamp of death. Lin Manjing is such an ordinary girl, because of her, my family has been ruined. Then How did I get into trouble with Sister Chen, who has a complicated background? She really treated me very well, and the unbearable past behind her also deeply attracted and moved me, making people feel that she is a poor person who has been teased by God.
"No! No!" I yelled.
"Why not?" Chen Xing stood in front of me mysteriously.
"What are you doing here? Don't you go to work?" He turned his face to look at me condescendingly.
"Oh, I'm not feeling well." I got up, turned to open the locker, and said calmly, "I'm asking for half a day off." As I spoke, I began to unbutton my shirt.
"Don't mess with the boss." Chen Xing hit the nail on the head like a hammer, my head was pounding, and I turned to look suspiciously.
"She's not someone like you to touch." Chen Xing said coldly, he turned around and left without waiting for me, who was standing still on the spot, to ask questions. Does Chen Xing know about my affair with the boss? Although I also know that what he said is right, as a bystander, I still feel hurt by such ruthless admonition in person. I laughed bitterly at my weakness, and I didn't even have the capacity to accept other people's statements of the truth. I changed out of my overalls, wanting to quickly escape from that purgatory on earth. I want to go home. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com