Chapter 817: White porridge

Chapter 817 White Porridge
"I will seriously consider it."
For the question of Song Ying, Luo Qiu gave such an answer.
Of course, Song Ying did not think about it, and was able to get the answer he had expected - because this guy was too calm... so calm and even scary.
No matter how strong people are, or those who are indifferent to life and death, and even more just trying to pretend to be calm, there is always a trace.
He is not pity on this old white man, nor is he moved to the palm of his opponent. As for the scene of feeding the crocodile, it is more like watching a circus performance - and it is still not so exciting. Performance.
It’s not the cold-blooded to the extreme, the guy who is born with emotional disability—or, this kind of thing is only a small pediatric thing for him.
"Where are you sacred?" Song Ying once again stared at Luo Qiu, trying hard to capture any change in his face.
"For you, I am Luo Qiu." Luo Qiu thought for a while.
"For us?" Song Ying frowned. "Isn't that for us? Who are you?"
"Miss Song doesn't have to worry too much about it." Luo Qiu smiled slightly: "In fact, I won't stay for a long time. Maybe a few days, maybe a week, I will leave."
"You want to go?" Song Ying heard an unexpected answer.
"Look at the situation, if there are more interesting things here, you should stay a few more days." Luo Qiu said.
"Is it?" Song Ying brows his head and screams coldly: "Very good, I will make you feel bored like never before."
Speaking, Song Ying no longer said a word, he no longer cares about Luo Qiu, accompanied by Otas, left the independent villa suite in this hotel.
She did not arrange any hospitality for Luo Qiu, and she even stopped talking to Luo Qiu. She almost regarded him as transparent and did not exist - even though, the hotel people could not do this.
Although Miss Sakura seems to be unhappy with Mr. Luo... Can she not see her smashing the guy named Luo?
God knows that Miss Sakura will suddenly come again: You are not going to work tomorrow?
Therefore, the general manager of the hotel, Otas, is not arrogant about this young man. "That... Miss Sakura is actually very good, or do you want to go?"
"We are not the kind of relationship you want." Luo Qiu shook his head with a smile: "Don't worry about me, Mr. Otas is busy, I have no problem with myself."
Because Song Ying did not have any reason for the show, Luo Qiu followed along all the way, and then came to a spacious office.
At the moment, General Manager Otas looked at the documents at the desk, and Song Song, who was not worried, had to smile a bit, then lowered his voice: "Well, Mr. Luo, if you have any need, look for it. People can tell me. You have a secretary on duty outside the door. You can also tell her, I will tell you."
"There is work."
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After Otas left, Song Ying suddenly looked up and saw Luo Qiu. Luo Qiu felt his gaze and curiously said: "Is there anything?"
Unexpectedly, Song Ying just stared at Luo Qiu's eyes. After a while, it was like thinking about something, and his hands were put on the keyboard and beat.
Luo Qiu smiled and then immediately raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees, then walked gently to the front of the office bookshelf, and picked up a reading.
"If you are sleepy, just find a room to sleep." Song Ying did not look up, do not know when to type the keyboard into a pen to write and draw on the documents. "The service of this hotel is good, If you have any special needs, you can also satisfy you. Although I don't like you very much, but you are also a Song family, I can't treat you badly."
"I can read the book." Luo Qiu pointed to the book that had just been taken off the shelf.
The Book of Tea.
"With you." Song Ying began to work again.
"Would you like to pour a glass of water?" Luo Qiu looked at the cup that had almost been drunk next to Song Ying.
"Don't yell at me." Song Yingtou did not lift, "And, air conditioning gave me back, I am afraid of heat."
Luo Qiu nodded and went to the wall controller, and adjusted the air conditioner to the original temperature before he walked back to the sofa, but the footsteps of Luo Qiu were lighter.
In fact, reading e-books will be more convenient and more complete.
But it's not as good as a paper book. Luo Qiu is a person who likes to read. It didn't take long for him to immerse himself in the content of this Tea Classic.
The minute hand and the second hand of the white wall clock on the wall slowly rotate.
Two in the morning... two and a half... three to fifteen...
Song Ying occasionally looked up and looked at Luo Qiu, who was reading the book, and then began to work.
Four o'clock in the morning... Four o'clock and thirty-eight... Song Ying stood up with the file, turned the pen on his hand, and completely sank into the world of work.
She didn't even feel the office, except for herself, she actually had one more person than usual.
She almost... no, she has completely ignored the existence of Luo Qiu.
In the morning, at 6:23, Song Ying put down the pen on the handle, then stretched out and beat his shoulder.
"Is it gone?" Song Sakura looked at the position where Luo Qiu was sitting. The person is gone... I don't even know when it is not.
Song Ying directly called the secretary outside the office. "The guy named Luo, did you find a room to sleep?"
The secretary said: "No, Miss Sakura, in the early morning, a few gentlemen came and took Mr. Luo away."
"Received, who?" Song Ying frowned.
"It was Mr. Xiao Song who came in person." The secretary quickly said: "It has been more than 20 minutes."
"Well, I know." Song Ying slowed down - it seems that Luo Qiu did not return to the night, even if she was not able to sit still, so I personally came over to mention people.
Song Ying shook her head. She didn't like her grandfather and her grandfather to treat this guy as a baby.

What else does Mr. Xiao Song say?

"Mr. Xiao Song said that he would bring people back to accompany the chairman for breakfast, saying that the chairman has not yet woken up, and he still has time..."
"Many things..." Song Sakura sighed, then shook his head: "You give me something to eat, I am a little hungry."
Soon after, the secretary took a plate and walked in.
There is only one porcelain bowl on the plate, and there is something in it that makes Song Ying somewhat accidental: "White porridge?"
The secretary nodded: "Miss Sakura, you stayed overnight all night, it is better to eat something light."
Song Ying shook his head and said: " Take it, I don't eat it, it's too light. I don't like things that have no taste. Have you forgotten?"
The secretary had some disappointment on his face, and at the same time he was anxious. He bit his teeth: "Miss Sakura, do you often, I... I actually squatted for a long time. Moreover, this is not unscented. I also put ginkgo.

Song Ying looked at the secretary and looked at the little secretary who had a cold back, but suddenly picked up the spoon and took a sip.
Soft and soft, although light, but the ginkgo's returning taste spread in the mouth, as if washing the body fatigue in a flash, Song Ying suddenly appetite opened, and then eat another spoonful of spoonful.
"Not bad, I can eat this thing." Song Ying nodded.
The little secretary suddenly beamed, and quickly said: "The kitchen still has, Miss Sakura likes to eat, I will give you a little more?"
Song Ying nodded.
......
The little secretary happily held the bowl out of the office, but she suddenly looked at her position - about an hour and a half ago.
The Mr. Luo suddenly came out and asked her, "Do you want to let Miss Song praise you, smile?"
"but……"
"Miss, you are the kind of person who will not reject the goodwill of others."
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PS: I climbed four hills today and walked for more than ten kilometers of mountain roads. For the first time, I felt that my knees were not enough. I was tired and short and weak.
(End of this chapter)