Chapter 717: Painter with a story (9)

Chu Muyi laughed and said nothing.
The light rain in the afternoon turned into heavy rain at work at night.
Shui Anluo packed her things, and Chu Cuiyi was still sitting on the stool opposite her to read the documents. This person stayed with her for one afternoon. The only good thing was that no one came to her this afternoon.
Therefore, Chu is always a god. Where he is, mortals do not dare to pretend.
"I'll go to the bathroom, and I'll be able to leave when I get back," Shui Anluo said, turning around and leaving without waiting for Chu Jiyi to open his mouth.
Chu Cuiyi slowly looked up from the file, then reached out and took the mobile phone on her desk. The text message above was still only that one, and he did not receive any threatening text messages today.
Shui Anluo came out of the bathroom and always felt that someone was watching her while washing her hands by the sink, Shui Anluo couldn't help but look back, the bathroom was very quiet.
She shook her head while washing her hands, presumably because she thought too much.
Shui Anluo returned to the office and picked up her little backpack. "Let's go."
Chu Cunyi nodded, and got up and carried her out.
The rain outside was heavy, and Uncle Chu was waiting for them with an umbrella at the door.
Chu Cuiyi took the umbrella from Uncle Chu, opened it, blocked the heavy rain for Shui Anluo, and led her to the side of the car.
It was just when he got in the car that Shui Anluo couldn't help looking at the flower bed. The painter was gone.
"What are you looking at?" Chu Niyi pushed her into the car and asked.
Shui Anluo shook his head slightly and bent over into the car. "Nothing."
Chu Cuiyi didn't care. After he got in the car, he closed his umbrella. Uncle Chu quickly drove after getting in the car.
Shui Anluo still looked back.
"What the are you looking at?" Chu Cuiyi twisted her head, this time really displeased.
"A painter." Shui Anluo didn't see anyone. He was really disappointed. "I hurt his arm in the morning. I helped him deal with it. When I came out for lunch at noon, he was still there. I thought he was still there. "
"The painter?" Chu Muyi frowned, not having a good opinion of the industry.
"Yeah," Shui Anluo sighed, and maybe someone should take shelter from the rain.
"Men and women?" Chu Niyi asked in a deep voice.
Shui Anluo drew a little from the corner of his mouth and looked at Chu Cuiyi in wonder: "An old man, you are really enough."
Chu Cuiyi reached out and pulled a person into her arms, then lowered her head and gently sipped on her lips: "Is that still a man? You care about other men?"
Shui Anluo was a little embarrassed. She just wanted to say that Uncle Chu was still alive. Unfortunately, she underestimated the people around Chu Cuiyi. Because she hadn't said anything yet, Uncle Chu had calmly raised the middle partition.
Shui Anluo blinked, and the whole person fell into a kind of persecution. Uncle Chu, you don't need to cooperate so much!
"Calm, calm, Brother Chu, you have a low PH value, rise, rise." Shui Anluo patted his shoulder with a smile. Such Chu is always terrifying, and he has to become a sulfuric acid barrel.
Chu Cuiyi directly pulled the person into his arms and whispered, "You have a high PH, is it better for us to neutralize it?"
neutralize?
Shui Anluo twitched his lips. Brother, are you really trying to make fun of someone?
How do you neutralize this?
Shui Anluo felt that it was definitely not his own filth, but Chu always meant to be neutral!
"Have you seen anyone today?" Chu Cuiyi still held her, but suddenly changed the subject!