Chapter 238: Birthday Warcraft Hooligan One Drama 4
World of Warcraft has the IQ of a devil, probably not 180, but 160. Before going out, all the ways to be lazy are blocked.
In desperation, Xiaoxiao could only put on her running shoes, walk from the Bund to Nanjing East Road and take Metro Line 10, get off at Shaanxi South Road, change to Line 1 to Xinzhuang, change to Metro Line 5 to Minhang Development Zone, and then take the
Take the air-conditioned Xinhai express bus to Fengxian Nanqiao and get off at Jiefang Road, then transfer to Nanqiao bus No. 2 and get off at Renmin Road.
When she finally stood in front of the Nanqiao Bailian store, she looked at the time and saw that it had taken more than three hours.
According to the conservation law of how much time it takes to go back, it was already past 4 p.m. when she returned to the hotel.
"Mr. Han, you want the pan-fried buns." Xiaoxiao walked over and put the already-cooled pan-fried buns on the coffee table.
"What took you so long?" Han Feifei pulled her arm hard and forced her to sit on him.
"Mr. Han, you want me to go to Fengxian to buy fried pancakes, can you do it soon?" Xiaoxiao said with eyes wide open.
"I know this, but it took you 6 hours, 54 minutes and 48 seconds. According to the data, you should be back within 6 hours. By the way, what did you do with the remaining 54 minutes and 48 seconds?"
Xiaoxiao was stunned! She didn’t know how to answer Han Murphy’s question.
"Tell me, what did you do in the remaining 54 minutes and 48 seconds?" Han Murphy seemed to have no intention of letting her go.
After pondering for a moment, he smiled and said: "I don't know the road. I went in the wrong direction. It's normal to ask people. There is always some delay."
Han Murphy put his chin on her shoulder, pinched her gently back and forth, and said softly in her ear: "Your explanation is very reasonable, but your work efficiency is disappointing. In order to punish you, you will run again like this."
Go, go to Jinmao Junyue Cake House and get me a box of cakes."
After listening to Han Murphy's words, Xiaoxiao felt that her hair was standing on end!
Damn it, this man is even better than a woman at work!
"What's wrong? You look reluctant." Han Murphy's chin kept moving on her shoulder, pinching her hard again and again in a regular manner, and it was in the same position every time.
She absolutely believed that Han Murphy had a habit of torturing people.
On weekdays, when nothing happened, he always pinched her, pinched her, and pinched her, and he was very persistent every time, staring at the same place exactly.