Xiaoyu walked in with tea in hand and her head lowered, as if she didn't dare to look into the eyes of Long Xiaoshan and others.
Long Xiaoshan smiled lightly and said: "Ruotong, this little girl is your assistant? Why does she look so young? Have you graduated from college?"
Ling Ruotong said: "Yes, I just hired Xiaoyu. She has a baby face, but she works very neatly. Moreover, if it hadn't been for her a few days ago, I almost would have had an accident."
"What happened?" Long Xiaoshan frowned and asked.
That day I was recruiting from the job market, and suddenly a van rushed towards me. If Xiaoyu hadn't pushed me, I would have been hit. Xiaoyu was also rubbed by the van and was slightly injured." Ling Ruotong patted her chest.
In fact, she was carrying Long Xiaoshan's magic weapon, so even if she did hit it, nothing would happen. However, Ling Ruotong had just practiced for a short time and had not gotten rid of the mentality of ordinary people.
"Really?" Long Xiaoshan looked up at Xiaoyu and said, "Thank you very much, Xiaoyu."
At this time, Xiaoyu happened to put the tea in front of him. Hearing the sound, she raised her head and looked at Long Xiaoshan. She immediately lowered her head shyly and said, "Dr. Long, you, you are too polite."
Her weak attitude made even Fu Xuelan and the other women feel a sense of pity.
Although this Xiaoyu is not extremely beautiful, her eyes are big and full of innocence and innocence. As long as you see those eyes, you can't help but want to love her.
"Where are you injured? Let me see." Long Xiaoshan suddenly grabbed Xiaoyu's hand.
"Ah." Xiaoyu didn't expect that Long Xiaoshan would suddenly grab her hand, her face turned red, and she said at a loss: "Long, Director Long, I'm fine, just a small injury..."
Long Xiaoshan didn't say anything, he held her hand and kept stroking it with one hand.
Xiaoyu's body couldn't help trembling, and she almost cried: "Dragon Long."
Fu Xuelan pressed her forehead and groaned in her heart: "No."
She now doubted whether following Long Xiaoshan was the right choice.
This is too impatient.
As soon as they met, they started to move.
The corner of Ling Ruotong's mouth twitched and said, "Xiaoshan, what are you doing?"
"I'm checking her injuries," Long Xiaoshan said.
"But her injury is on her foot."
"..."
Long Xiaoshan laughed twice: "So, I touched it wrong. I'm really sorry."
Everyone was speechless for a while.
"Dr. Long, can you let go of my hand?" Xiaoyu said shyly.
Long Xiaoshan smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry. Speaking of which, your hands are really good, slender and strong. It's just that there are a lot of calluses at the tiger's mouth. You should hold the knife often."
Xiaoyu's face stiffened for a moment without any trace, and soon, her big eyes showed a hint of melancholy: "Well, when I was a child, my family was poor, and our village was full of earth-fired stoves, so when I was very young, I had to help my family go to the mountains.
The woodcutter..."
When she talked about her past events, Ling Ruotong and others showed a hint of distress.
After all, like them, they may not be satisfied in other aspects, but they have never experienced hardship in life, let alone having to go to the mountains to chop firewood at such a young age.
"Oh, it turns out she was chopping firewood." Long Xiaoshan said with a faint smile: "She is really a filial girl. No wonder she still carries a knife with her."
One of Long Xiaoshan's hands suddenly grabbed her sleeve and pulled hard.
A section of Xiaoyu's sleeve was torn off, revealing a snow-white arm.
If Long Xiaoshan touched Xiaoyu's hand in the beginning, Ling Ruotong could still choose to believe in Long Xiaoshan's character.
Then just tear off the clothes.
No matter how much she believed it, she couldn't help but couldn't bear it. She stood up and shouted: "Xiaoshan, stop it."
Long Xiaoshan took the sleeve and shook it. Ding, a black light fell to the ground.
Everyone saw that it was a short knife as thin as a cicada's wing, with a strange blue light flashing on the blade.
I saw Long Xiaoshan pick up the cicada-wing-like knife and spin it in his hand.
The expressions of Fu Xuelan and others also changed.
How could such a weak girl hide a knife in her sleeve?
"Xiaoyu, what's going on?" Ling Ruotong stood up and looked at Xiaoyu. After Xiaoyu rescued her last time, it was Ling Ruotong who brought her back to the company. These days, the two of them get along very well. Ling Ruotong always treats Xiaoyu
Treat her like a sister.
"Sister Ruotong, this is what I usually wear for self-defense. You also know how difficult it is for a girl to migrate to Beijing. The basement where I used to live was very messy, and a few drunk men broke in late one night.
, Put me, put me..." Xiaoyu suddenly flashed her big eyes, and her eyes turned red immediately, and her big eyeballs rolled down. Needless to say, for a weak woman like her, what would happen if she was blocked in the room by a few drunkards late at night.
What's up.
Ling Ruotong's eye circles were also red, and even Fu Xuelan and others were affected. After all, as a woman, we all know how desperate it is to encounter such a thing.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Suddenly a dry round of applause sounded.
"Yes, if I were an Oscar judge, I would definitely give you a trophy." Long Xiaoshan said calmly.
"Dr. Long, I don't know where I have offended you, but every word I said is true. I can swear that if you don't believe me, I will leave immediately." Xiaoyu said and turned around.
"You can go, drink this cup of tea." Long Xiaoshan picked up the teacup in front of him, shook it and said.
Xiaoyu paused for a moment without any trace, and said: "Drong Long, what do you mean?"
"Drink it." A golden light flashed in Long Xiaoshan's eyes.
"Okay, I'll drink."
Xiaoyu took the teacup, put it to her mouth and took a sip. When she swallowed it, her face suddenly changed. She dropped the teacup to the ground, pointed at Long Xiaoshan and said angrily: "You, what did you do to me?
?”
She actually drank the cup of tea involuntarily just now.
I felt like I was being controlled by someone, and my mind went blank.
By the time she came to her senses, it was already too late.
"Black Datura tastes good, right?" Long Xiaoshan sneered.
"You actually know about Black Mandala." Xiaoyu's face changed drastically, and suddenly all the weakness on her face disappeared. A shocking murderous aura burst out, she jumped in the air, a cold light flashed on her hand, and she didn't know where she found it.
A short knife.
Stab Long Xiaoshan between the eyebrows.
Long Xiaoshan stood there, not moving at all, just opened his mouth to inhale, roared, and shot out a white air arrow, bang!
Xiaoyu seemed to be hit by a truck, flew out, hit the wall, and slowly slid down the wall like a hanging painting.
She collapsed to the ground, with a look of horror in her eyes.
