Simiao suddenly covered the microphone with her hand. She looked at Ouyang Ji with an evil look in dissatisfaction. She put her finger on her lips and made a standard silence signal to signal him not to speak!
"Answering private calls during working hours is against the company's policies." Ouyang Ji ignored Simiao's intention at all, and the strange curve of his lips only increased. He took Simiao's mobile phone domineeringly and hung up the call with a 'pop', "
Have a meal".
"You're going too far. This is lunch break. It's not against the company's rules. Why did you hang up on me?" Simiao suddenly stood up, glared at Ouyang Ji with a pair of bright eyes, walked out of the desk and said, "
I'll go to the restaurant to eat by myself, please do as you please."
"Really?" Ouyang Ji shouted displeased. He suddenly grabbed Simiao's wrist and without any explanation, pulled her out of the office. He said as he walked, "Don't test my patience"...
In a high-end restaurant with a unique French style, Simiao and Ouyang Ji sat by the window, and the seats they sat on were swings made of green rattan, surrounded by ancient charm.
The screen blocks the outside world from prying eyes.
"Please take your time" The waiter finished serving all the dishes, bowed politely, and then left quickly.
Ouyang Ji elegantly tasted the dishes with a spoon, looked at Simiao who was motionless, put down the spoon, looked at Simiao intently, his lips curved in a teasing way, "Smart women don't know how to use
Punishing yourself for the dissatisfaction of others, not to mention, the fault is yours."
"Where did I go wrong? Don't force your mistakes on me," Simiao retorted. Ouyang Ji looked at her very unnaturally. She lowered her head, picked up the soup bowl and drank a gulp, her face immediately wrinkled.
At the same time, he swallowed with a painful expression, then stretched out his uvula and fanned it with his hands to cool down the burned uvula. "It's burned to death, it's burned to death."
Ouyang Ji's stern face, the corners of his lips twitched, and he looked at Simiao's cute appearance with interesting and doting eyes. After getting along with each other these days, he found that what happened at the airport could only be a coincidence, because Yi Yi
With such a confused and straightforward personality, she couldn't do such a wise thing. She shook the purple wind chime on her right, and the waiter walked in immediately, and said in a cold voice rather anxiously, "Bring some ice cubes here"...
….
Simiao was sure that his tongue must have been burnt, otherwise it wouldn't be so painful. He muttered, "Sure enough, not only do I lose my personal rights when I'm with you, but I'm also unlucky." He took the porcelain bowl from the waiter who had just entered the door.
, take out the ice cube and put it in your mouth.
"Wait a minute." Ouyang Ji took a step ahead of Simiao, took the porcelain bowl, wrapped the ice in a clean handkerchief with a very serious expression, and handed it to Simiao, "If you put the ice directly on your tongue, it will stick to the tongue.
Together, do you have a little common sense?”
"Oh" Simiao took the handkerchief in astonishment, twisted her eyebrows in confusion, and looked at Ouyang Ji without blinking. It was strange, was he helping her? He didn't actually laugh at her, which was abnormal! Just thinking about it
"Stupid woman, she is a half-finished product." Ouyang Ji turned his face away in embarrassment, "Eating a meal is so troublesome."
Although Ouyang Ji said harsh words, Simiao clearly caught a trace of embarrassment in his eyes...