Chapter 475: This president is a bit weak 12

Marshmallows screamed with a small tenderness: "Do you want to give them a look at the color of cotton candy?"
Azhao shook his head, mysterious blink of an eye: "No, you forgot, what is the constitution of my world?"
She is Xiaofuxing.
Say her bad things, don't blame others when it's bad luck.
Heng Shuai took A Zhao to a desk leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows.
"Look at this place, if there is any dissatisfaction, please tell me directly." Heng Shuai said.
A Zhao took a look, this office is very spacious, Heng Shuai's desk is on the side of the wall, some distance from his own.
On your own side, the line of sight is more open, and you can look at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.
"I have no problem." Azhao shook his head.
At first glance, the house was specially designed by the designer. The whole is simple and fashionable. Although the decoration is relatively simple, it is very textured and tastes good.
Heng Shuai looked at A Zhao, but in fact he really wanted to say something to A Zhao, but he didn't know what to look for.
So he can only say dryly: "Then you can open the computer to play, if you want to eat something, take it out, I will go to work."
He will turn around when he says it.
"Wait a minute." The girl around me suddenly spoke.
Heng Shuai stunned, the next moment, with a soft body of soft grass and scented up, gave him a hug.
Heng Shuai is frozen all over.
His face was still tight, and the ear hidden under his hair was quietly red.
Unfortunately, Azhao did not see it.
"Heng, Miss Heng?" Hengshuai hesitated and shouted A Zhao.
Azhao retired.
She looked at Heng Shuai, who was condensed (tight), and the other party had just restrained the tight tone from being ignored by him.
He is obviously not used to this kind of closeness.
Azhao sighed in his heart, but his face squinted: "Give you some good luck."
Heng Shuai's face was stretched even tighter, and even the brows seemed to wrinkle.
But he still nodded: "Thank you A Zhao."
After he finished, he turned and walked toward his desk without hesitation.
A Zhao saw his straight back and glanced at some of his frustrated drums.
Is it so close to your own closeness?
She sat down and frowned, thinking about how to get close to the man.
"Hey!" The table and chair collision sounded her.
Azhao looked at the past and just saw Hengshuai lift the chair up.
"What happened to you?" A Zhao asked strangely.
Is it unlucky constitution?
But it shouldn't be, you are here, you should be able to offset the impact of that life.
Hengshuai said faintly: "I didn't pay attention, it's okay."
Azhao saw that his look was unchanged, and he didn't care too much. He continued to hold his chin and think about his own affairs.
So she didn't notice that after Heng Shuai saw her turn around and no longer look at herself, the whole person was relieved, and even her back was softened by two points.
The blunt pain of the knee just hitting the chair, you don’t have to look at it, you must be blue.
This time, it’s not the bad luck, Heng Shuai knows.
He was only held by Azhao. The whole person was like a stupid one. He was happy and helpless. When he didn’t pay attention to his feet, he fell on the chair.
At this moment, looking at the files opened in the computer, Heng Shuai looked calm, but his thoughts had already flown to the sky.
I don't know, this good luck, will Azhao give himself a little bit every day?

4, see you later~