"Okay, please go over there and take a rest." Ladon pointed to the high-end sofa on the side, and he did not dare to show the arrogance and rudeness he usually cultivated at this moment.
Xia Zuo is a very nervous child, so before Ladon could get the scissors, she had already fallen asleep leaning on the back of the chair. Fortunately, she was sleeping well and just leaned there quietly without moving.
move.
Mu Xiayou's eyes signaled Ladon not to wake her up and just cut it like this.
Ladon nodded to express his understanding, and the scissors under his hand began to dance rapidly. Xia Zuo's face was very beautiful, and many hairstyles were suitable for her. Now he just wanted to get the most mature effect.
"Sorry to bother you." The door of the cubicle was suddenly pushed open, and Luo Mingying walked in. When she saw Xia Zuo sleeping, she consciously lowered her voice. "President, I have something to do.
I'm leaving."
She looked at Mu Xiayou, who nodded at his beautifully shaped jaw, "Well, thank you for today."
The voice was cold and gentle, polite but a little distant.
Luo Mingying understood that he would never be as close and gentle to her as he was to Xia Zuo. Her president, to outsiders, seemed approachable and gentle, but in fact there was an invisible wall around him, resisting everything.
The entry of outsiders...maybe, except her.
Luo Mingying took a deep look at Xia Zuo, who was leaning on the revolving chair. The cubicle was very quiet, so quiet that she could only hear the sound of Ladon waving the scissors. She retreated silently, her last gaze resting on Mu Xiayou.
, he looked at Xia Zuo quietly, with deep attachment and tenderness in his eyes.